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Chapter 8
Amelia
The collar was made out of leather and it had a few metallic details. It had a leather bow in the middle and a tag with the wordKittenwritten in beautiful cursive lettering.
“It’s not my name. My name is Amy.”
“It’s my preferred name for you. You wanna know why?”
My boss just confessed to me that his kink was to inflict pain, and then he gifted me a collar. I should have run the hell away back to my room and lock the door. Hunter and I had nothing in common. He was a man of power—in more ways than one, apparently—a man with will and means, and I wasjusta schoolteacher. We didn’t share the same values or preferences, but I was compelled by him. I had no idea what to do with a man like Hunter Knox, but still, I was too mesmerized by his presence to leave.
“Why,sir?” I jumped over the line of danger and got into his game.
BDSM was taboo to me. I never saw the insights of that world and I had no interest for it, but when it came to Hunter, I couldn’t say no. I never had any desire to be strapped and hit, but last night he took control over me and I felt…free. I was safe and I knew that Hunter would be merciful and give my body what it needed.
“Because you are cute like one, but also have a sexy body with feline moves. Kittens are frightened and fragile little creatures, but I can take care of you, baby.” His voice was just above a whisper and it made my skin explode into goosebumps.
“I’m not frightened.” Maybe just a little bit.
“You would be if you knew what I wanna do to you, kitten.” He marked his words with a delicate kiss on my neck.
I opened my mouth to gasp for air, but nothing filled my lungs.
“Hunter,” I moaned his name. In response, Hunter pinched my nipple through my shirt, but he did it so hard, my eyes filled with tears. “Ah! You’re hurting me.”
“All you have to do is say your safe word and I’ll stop. Can you take it,kitten?”
It was painful, but it wasn’tbad.
“Yes.”
“Good, because you need to be punished. You know why?”
“Because I came into your bedroom without permission?”
“No.”
“Because I broke the cane?”
“Try again. Last chance.”
“I, umm, don’t know. Please, Hunter.” What was I even asking for?
His fingers twisted my nipple harder.
“Hunter?” he asked ironically. “I’m not your fucking buddy, Amelia. I’m your Dom. You’re only allowed to address me as sir or Mr. Knox. Do you understand me?”
My Dom? No, no he wasn’t. I wasn’t a puppet that he could control what I say and what I do. Right?
“I understand, sir.” My mind and my mouth were not on the same frequency.
“Good Girl.” He kissed my forehead. I was yearning for him to kiss me so I could feel his lips on mine and have his taste in my mouth, but despite everything that happened in the past twenty-four hours, he failed to do it. Hunter gave me an orgasm before he gave me one fucking kiss. “Undress for me.”
“W-what?”
He smiled.
“I don’t like repeating myself, Amelia. Don’t worry, I’m not going to make you mine tonight.” The words saddened me. “You’re not ready, yet. Undress now.”
