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“I think we need to begin with your training, don’t you?” he asked me, and I looked at the floor, trying to swallow the lump in my throat. “You won’t be able to be a good little slave until you’ve been fucked into submission. Until you’ve been forced to learn every way you can please a man. Oh, and I’ll think you’ll do a good job with that. Such a pretty young little thing… You’ll do just great, little one.”
He tipped my chin back and stared into my eyes. My own gaze went glassy. I couldn’t bear the thought of his eyes on mine. It felt too intimate, and I didn’t want to let this man close to me. I needed to get as far away from him as possible. But he wasn’t giving me that option. He wanted obedience, and he wanted it then and there.
“I like you on your knees,” he told me. “I think I might just keep you there. I like your pretty heels too. I think you should wear some every day for me, little one.”
His fingers ran through my hair, touching, prying, slipping into my mouth and getting wet from me. I hated him. I hated the way he made me feel. Like I actually wanted his sick perversions. Like I couldn’t wait for his next move. The man had broken something deep inside of me, an integral part that still made me a girl, not a woman. Since the moment I was thrown into that cell, I wasn’t a girl anymore. He’d forcibly taken my innocence, ripped it away and gave me something to crave, with the only way of getting it being so sick and so wrong that I hated myself for wanting it.
“I think it’s time for us to play,” he growled. “Don’t you?”
I didn’t respond.
His slap came out of nowhere, hitting me so hard I fell back on the floor, groaning as I attempted to pick myself up. He was vicious. Savage.
“Don’t you, little one?” he repeated. “Don’t make me ask you again… I’m not a very patient man, as you’ll discover.”
He kneeled next to me, his eyes drinking in my smudged makeup. It made him smile affectionately, as if I was a cute little pet who he’d just taught a new trick.
“Now, don’t you think we should play, little one?” he asked.
“Y-yes,” I whispered.
“Answer properly,” he reminded me sweetly, but the sugar in his voice was drenched with venom. “Answer like a little whore should.”
“Yes, Sir, please play with me,” I whispered.
“Very well,” he grinned. “Let’s get you out of those clothes and teach you how to suck a cock.”
7
Thorn
It was hard watching what was happening to her on the screen.
Every cell in my body wanted me to get the fuck out of the room and into the Mansion. My body twitched in protest, telling me to go and get her. But I forced myself to stay rooted to the spot, and because I was a fucking masochist, I made myself watch the screen as well.
He knew not to mistreat her, yet he’d done so twice in that room alone. I could only imagine how off the rails Ellis would go if he got a taste of her sweet virgin pussy. I would have to keep him grounded. She didn’t belong to him, and never would. Her future master had been the reason she was brought into the Mansion in the first place. And that master was me.
I remembered taking Harlow in that alley. Sticking the needle in her neck and watching her go down, dropping the rose I’d sent her as a little reminder of whom she belonged to before I finally ripped her away from the life she knew so well. Before I started working her to her full potential, giving her a reason to live, a reason to breathe. She would be such a beautiful slave once she was fully trained. I’d hired only the best men to do it.
I had my doubts about Ellis. He’d been working for us since he was a kid, a restless and reckless as fuck youth who would have done anything, fucked over anyone, for a five-dollar bill. But I taught him how to behave. How to hold the deeply rooted anger he felt inside and unleash it only when the opportunity was right. I raised Ellis into the man he was today, and I knew I wanted him to work out her kinks for me.
There had always been the option of me training her myself. Yet I decided against it, unable to face the training process and be disappointed yet again. I wasn’t sure whether she would stay with me forever yet. All I knew was that I was compelled by her striking beauty, by her firecracker personality, and most of all, by the way she danced.
