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Epilogue
Cara
We didn’t leave the house for days. Bane even went as far to ensure that I never left the bedroom, bringing me three meals a day straight from the kitchen. My body was sore and welted from his belt, but I loved every moment. He used each one of my holes whenever he liked, fucking my mouth, my pussy, and my ass until I begged him to stop and then he fucked me some more. My days were full of never-ending orgasms as he forced one after another from my helplessly aroused body and I loved him for it.
Finally, the day came where we had to emerge from the house and meet with the scheduled arrival of one of Bane’s most dependable smuggling ships. He groaned when he realized what day it was, but reluctantly pushed himself from the bed.
I groaned, stretching sore and achy muscles.
“I’ll go make breakfast. Meet me downstairs,” he said. His eyes dragged up and down my naked body, clearly ravenous for more of me. “It’s a sin to cover up that gorgeous naked body,” he added with a wink and I grinned, blushing as I did so.
He smiled back at me, before pulling on a pair of pants and a black t-shirt. The expression on his face was hungry for more of me and I covered myself with a sheet. He shook his head, grunting with disapproval before he chuckled and left the room.
I climbed out of bed then and reached my arms high over my head as I yawned. I’d gotten a fair amount of sleep over the past few days, but I still felt tired and so very well used. Both my pussy and my bottom hole were exceptionally sore, and I hummed quietly with an extreme sense of satisfaction.
I approached the armoire, where I found a large number of new clothes that had been prepared for me. Some of them were lacey, others a thick cotton-like material, but all of them shared one central theme. All of them were strictly business, from suit tops to skirts to even black pants. None of them showed off any aspect of my body and I sighed. Not a single one felt right for me.
I opened another drawer, hoping to find something different. Maybe something that would make me feel comfortable. Would allow me to be... Well, me.
After rummaging around for a few minutes, I finally opened the bottom drawer. The outfit Bane had originally given me was there. Short skirt. Tiny top. The shortened jacket that buttoned just beneath my breasts, only serving to push them up. I’d once thought it slutty, but now I felt different about it.
I felt like it was me.
It showed off my body, but I liked the way it made me feel. I felt alluring and sexy in it. I knew that Bane did too because oftentimes, I would catch him staring at me with appreciation. He’d ordered me to wear this once and originally, I’d scoffed at it. I’d felt exposed but now it felt different.
It felt like it was a part of me, and I liked that.
I chose a matching bra and panty set with black lace and slowly pulled it on. Then I removed the clothes I had chosen from the drawer, laying each piece on the bed. I pulled the cotton top over my head first and then the skirt onto my waist, buttoning it into place. I wound my belt around my waist, ensuring that both my knife and my gun were securely holstered on either hip. Lastly, I shrugged on my jacket and buckled it around my body, comforted by its tight fit.
I glanced at myself in the mirror and when I saw my reflection, I smiled.
This felt right.
I left the room then and fetched my boots, pulling them on before I walked into the kitchen. Bane turned toward me and did a double take when he saw me.
“I told you that you could wear whatever you wished,” he murmured, his brow furrowing with confusion.
“I know. I want to wear this,” I answered and the resulting grin on his face made me even more sure of myself.
I liked being dressed in a way that pleased him. I liked how it made me feel.
“You look beautiful, little girl,” he murmured with appreciation as he placed a generous plate on pancakes on the table in front of me.
“Thank you, sir,” I replied softly, smiling as I took a bite of the buttery, syrup-laden deliciousness.
We took our time finishing breakfast and when the time came to leave, he took me by the hand and led me out of the house. A shuttle was waiting for us out front and we climbed inside. About fifteen minutes later, we landed just outside the main landing fields, where a massive ship was waiting.
There was a group of purple aliens waiting outside that looked vaguely familiar. Bane and I walked up to meet them, and the leader strode forward and offered his hand.
“It’s good to be on Dryac once again,” he said. “Good to see you, Bane. Cara,” he added and nodded respectfully in my direction.
It felt good. Word must have spread that I was Bane’s partner and that the two of us led the Syndicate together now.
“Do you have the goods I requested?” Bane asked expectantly. I surveyed the area, looking for signs of anything amiss, but finding none. Everything seemed to be going according to plan.
“Yes. The cargo is on the ship at the moment, but I can deliver now if you’d prefer,” the smuggler suggested, and Bane nodded.
“Please. I’d like that,” he answered.
