Punished Into Submission (27 page)

God knows how long I’m there, but I relax. I forget about every moment but the one I’m in. In my dream state, I’m at the beach. Running in the sand and feeling it between my toes. It’s warm. The smell of the sea fills the air and I feel free. The further I run, the more sea and sand there is. Boats float out on the water and I wave to the passing people. They smile in return and things feel right. I look down at my body and my skin is tanned. It’s glistening with sweat from running. The breeze blows my red locks and I giggle. I see a man running towards me and I laugh. His board shorts hang low on his hips, water drips down his hair onto his chest from swimming in the sea. I run towards him and he puts his arms out to catch me. But as I get closer his face fades. I’m chasing a shadow.

“Kat.” Hunter’s voice breaks my dream.

“Mmmm.”

“Where did you go?”

“To the beach.” I say, turning my head to the sound of his voice.

“Do you like the beach?”

“Yes. But I haven’t been there in a very long time.”

“I will take you there before you go back.” Hunter says, brushing my lips with his finger.

“Just send me into subspace again sometime.”

As I stand in front of Hunter naked, restrained by my wrists and blindfolded I don’t want this moment to end; I want to be able to have this kind pleasure again. Every inch of my body is humming and my mind is clear of his face. Parts of my body felt like they were on fire, other parts, felt like heaven. I jumped slightly when I felt something soft start stroking over my stomach...What was it? Suddenly, the fragrance hits me. It was a rose.

“I remember Sailor said you liked roses, so I thought we would play.” Hunter whispered, before licking my lips, teasing me.

He lifted the rose to my nose one more time and instructed me to smell, its strong scent fills my passages. Hunter rubs the rose bud over my lips until I part them. I feel the sharp prick of the torn on my lip, as he puts the stalk between my teeth. I hear his footsteps and know he has left me again. I hear metal clinking together on his return to me. My body reacts whenever he is near, and it drives me slightly wild. Hunter drives me insane, sexually, mentally, and physically.

“Deep breath.” He instructs.

Reaching around from behind me, he takes each nipple in his fingers, and starts rolling gently until they form hard peaks. When he’s satisfied, he pinches and pulls gaining a slight moan from my lips. I sense the clamps before I feel them. Hunter applies them gently one at a time. These little suckers have enough bite to cause pain, but used the right way, they will cause a lot of pleasure...and well; I’m totally down for that.

He moves my long red hair off my shoulder and places light open-mouthed kisses on my sweat-covered skin. I feel a gentle tug on the tip of the rose, and open enough for it to be removed. As I lick my lips, I can taste the metallic taste of blood.

“Do you want me?” Hunter asks, stroking the rose across my shoulders.

“You know I do.” I moan.

The bud trails from my neck down my spine, sending delicious tingles to my fingers and toes.

“Do you need me?”

Fuck. I hate this game suddenly.

“Yes.”

The rose dips at the base of my spine before it travels oh so slowly over my hip. I bite my lip to suppress the groan that’s aching to be released.

“Will you please me?” his breath is in my ear.

“You know I will.” I say, moving my head to the side.

I want to capture his hot mouth, but once again, he licks my lip and pulls away. One of Hunter’s hands hold the chain that’s joined to the clamps attached to my over sensitive nipple, while the other continues to torture me with the rose bud. Gentle strokes travel up centre to each breast. The softness of the petals stroking my skin calms the fire I still feel on my skin.

“Do you like this, Kat?”

Hell fucking yeah I like this.

I nod my response.

A rough tug on the chain sends a shiver down my spine and a loud moan from my lips.

“Will you ever learn?” Hunter’s breath is on my face; I can feel his closeness.

Without thinking I lean forwards and lick his bottom lip before clamping down on it. Hunter’s tongue strokes my lip and I take that as an invitation to taste his sweetness. With his tongue coaxing mine, I moan. Fuck this man can kiss. I want to touch him, every inch of him...

Hunter senses my eagerness and pulls away.

Leaving me breathless.

My skin is slick with sweat, making the rose slide easily over my skin as it begins to travel down my stomach, over my belly button, and down my smooth centre. I gasp as I feel it rub against me. I’m drenched. I want him to penetrate me. Take me. Fuck me. Make me scream his name, so I forget my own right now. I want him to fuck me over and over like he did tonight.

“Will you tease me again, Kat?” Hunter says, shocking me with his words.

Tease?

Oh fuck...he’s still made about the girl thing. Hunter starts to undo my wrist and ankle cuffs. He rubs my feet while I rub my wrists back to life. I was in such a daze earlier that the pain I felt in my wrist has numbed, but the swelling reminds me of the injury. Hunter stops my movements by taking my hands and bringing me forward. He drops my hands by my side and I feel his hands undoing the blindfold.

“Envy, is a feeling resentment aroused by and in conjunction with desire for the possessions or qualities of another.” Hunter whispers in my ear, sending thrilling shivers over my body. “Also known as jealously. You made me jealous, Kat, and now it’s time for your punishment.”

I whimper...

“Oh, yes. This is your punishment.” With that, Hunter removes my blindfold.

My eyes widen in shock, when I realise we are not alone...

James sits on the chair with Kellie at his feet. She drops her head when I look at her.

“It seems you have taught James’ slave a thing or two about envy Kat.” Hunter steps forwards and James stands.

I watch the men exchange words before James leans down and whispers into Kellie’s ear. She stands and heads towards the door as Hunter and him shake hands. I watch a little confused as they exit. Kellie turns around at the last minute and mouths “sorry,” before disappearing down the hall. The door closes and Hunter enters a door to the right briefly before he returns with a thick fluffy robe. He holds it open and I thread my arms through and Hunter slips it over my shoulders. He ties it up at the front and takes my hand in his, bringing it to his mouth.

“You surprise me,” he says, turning my hand over and kissing my injured wrist. “Does this hurt?”

“No, it’s fine.” I try to pull my wrist from his grip, but his keeps a hold of my hand.

“Do you want some ice on it before bed?”

“Thank you, but no.”

Hunter nods as he turns my hand over and kisses my palm.

He threads his fingers through mine and we exit the room and turn down the hall towards our rooms. I wondered if Hunter had other plans but when he turns and walks me into my room, I knew my answer. He walks over to the bed, and pulls back the sheets and I climb in. The mountains of pillows cradle my body and I close my eyes, suddenly feeling tired.

“You did well tonight.” Hunter says, kissing my forehead once, twice than a third time.

“You put me on show for your friend, I’m surprised.”

“The punishment was not only for you, but her. She will not come tonight; her Master will not allow it.”

“Mmmm.” I keep my eyes close and get comfortable. My ass slightly pains and the marks I wear tomorrow will haunt me for days. Between Hunter and me tonight, I think we learnt a thing or two about each other. He can dominate me all he wants, but when I say, “hurt me” he says “how hard.”

L
ight fills the room when I wake. A familiar smell catches my attention and I turn my head on the pillow to see roses. I sit up in bed and pick up each stem, noting seven in total. Hunter and the number seven...

Each rose is blood red with black tips. They are stunningly beautiful when I bunch them together. I feel a sharp sting and I note the blood dripping from my finger. I put my finger in my mouth and suck. The metallic taste lasts mere seconds before I can’t taste it anymore. I pull back the sheets and sit on the side of the bed. I cringe when I do, my ass fucking hurts! My feet hit the ground and I notice Hunter’s silk tie on the floor. I put the roses on the bedside table, as last night’s events play like a movie in my mind when I bend down to pick up the material.

Lifting it up to my nose I can smell him. Hunter has this smell that’s wild and rich. It makes me hungry and wet. I squeeze my thighs together and moan when I remember the feel of Hunter’s cock sliding in and out of my drenched sex.

“Moaning already?”

I jump and turn.

“You fucking scared me, Arrow.” I pick up my pillow and throw it at Arrow as he moves to dodge it.

“Seems to be a common occurrence with you and me; I scare you, you scare me.” Arrow sits down when he speaks, before throwing his body back on the bed. He lets out a loud sigh and I know something is on his mind.

“Come on, spit it out.” I hit his thigh then yelp as the pain radiates up my wrist.

“Karma Kat, fucking karma.” Arrow laughs as I swing around and slap him with my good hand.

“Oh shut, up and tell me what’s on your mind, Arrow.”

He stops chuckling and puts his arms behind his head. He sighs again and I roll my eyes and crawl onto the bed next to him. I lie on my side, resting my head in the crook of my elbow.

“Why is it so hard to tell someone how you feel?” Arrow talks to the ceiling.

“Because you are afraid of getting hurt.”

“What if...” Arrow rubs one of his hands down his face in frustration before he continues. “What if I don’t want to feel this way? What if, I just...”

“What are you scared of, Arrow?”

“Love.”

I roll onto my back and stare at the ceiling looking for the same answers really. Arrow has every right to be scared. The word makes me hyperventilate and want to puke most days.

“Why am I scared of love, Kat?”

“Because love hurts.”

I see Arrow nod out the corner of my eye as I continue to stare at the ceiling. Something I never noticed before is the tiny angels painted on it.

“Why did you run from Hunter?” Arrows asks. It’s his turn to question me.

“Because he smells.”

Arrow and I chuckle together for a few minutes and Arrow agrees. I throw my arm over my face in a desperate attempt to hide and dodge Arrow’s question and gaze.

“Seriously, Kat. Why did you run? You can tell me.” Arrow removes my hand from my face.

“I... I...fuck.”

“Let down that wall.”

“It’s already down; your fucking brother knocked it down.” I realise in my defence what I said after it flew out. I don’t know which part was right and which part was wrong, but fuck Hunter and his ability to mess with me.

“So tell me.” Arrow prompts.

“Well, when I was...”

A loud knock sounds at the door. I sit up straight in bed and see Sailor.

“You’re awake, good.”

I jump of the bed and run into his embrace. He catches me as I jump into his arms. I wrap my legs around his waist and hold him tight. I have missed his cuddles at night. His grip on me is tight also. It makes me slightly nervous and I have so many questions I want to ask.

I pull back and grab his face in my hands.

“What are you doing here? Is everything okay?”

“Everything is fine, Kat. But I need to talk to Arrow about something.” Sailor looks over my shoulder towards Arrow. I turn in Sailor’s arms and see Arrow sitting up on the bed with a surprised look on his face. “We have something to discuss.”

“Right, yes.” Arrow stands and straightens. “We do.”

I don’t know what it is, but something is going on and the secrets are annoying. It sparks those damn insecurities within me and my jealously is back.

“Arrow, can you give me and Sailor a moment please?” I look at Sailor when I speak, but yell loud enough for Arrow to hear.

“Ah, sure.”

I watch Arrow leave the room and I dismount from Sailor. I never take my eyes off him; he looks different, and something about him has changed.

“What the fuck is going on, Sailor? We don’t keep secrets remember?” I put my hands on my hips, pissed off Kat is coming out to play.

“Nothing is wrong, I’m just, you know...” Sailor steps forward and grabs me by the waist. “I miss you, Tiger; I miss you and your catty mouth.”

I stare at Sailor a little longer. I miss him too, a lot.

“Are you sure?” I hold his face between my hands again, and bring his swaying gaze to mine.

“Kat, I’m fucking tired. I’ve had a lot going on back at the club and that’s why I’m here. I need Arrow’s help.” Sailor tries to pull his face from my hands.

“Why not Hunter’s help?”

“Because he has a task for you. I am here to deliver a message as well as to see Arrow.”

I drop my hands from his face and step back. A task...

“What’s this task you speak of?” I turn around and walk into the bathroom stripping out of my clothes as I go.

“There is a car out the front waiting for you; it will take you to a church a few blocks away.” Sailor shouts from the room.

I know he is lying, but I choose to ignore him. I turn on the water and jump straight in. The water is cold at first, but warms in a matter of seconds. I drown out the sound of Sailor’s voice that continues to shout from the room. I wash the half a tin of hair spray out of my hair from last night and wash the rest of my body being extra careful with my delicate ass. I hope out of the shower a few minutes later and wrap the towel around myself.

“You better get to your meeting; you can’t leave a Ford man waiting.” I say, walking out of the bathroom.

“Have fun completing your task.” Sailor walks over to me, and grips my face. He kisses me forehead before resting his head against mine. “Let yourself free, Kat.”

Sailor kisses me once more before walking away leaving me reeling and thinking about his all too dangerous words.

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I
sat in the confession box wondering to myself what the fuck I was actually doing here. My instructions when I walked through the door were simple.