Trust (18 page)

Chapter 19

“I’ll be fine, Lance,” I said, giving his hand a squeeze. When our gazes locked the irony of the situation wasn’t lost on me. He should be the one reassuring me, not the other way around. His comment on the fact that he may not be able to handle what The Boss had planned made me curious, but he hadn’t elaborated and I knew not to ask. His expression had taken on the closed-off, faraway look and I knew our talk was over.

“You’re right. It’
s because you’re not doing a damned thing with any of them.”

We’ll see
, I mused, but didn’t verbalize my thoughts. I’d already decided I’d do what I had to do.

He released my hand
and knocked on The Boss’s door. Upon hearing the approval to enter he opened the door, giving my leash a tug and guiding me behind him and into the room. I took on the perfect submissive role, eyes downcast, not saying a word. I could play the perfect submissive; I had to, for both of our sakes.

I’d already sucked The Boss’s cock, I could do it again. If nothing else, my time here had taught me the art of enduring what was once the unendurable and unthinkable. While I had moments of despair and had reached the point of a breakdown several times, I held on and
knew I was stronger, not weaker because of it. The saying was incredibly true, what didn’t kill you
did
make you stronger.

“Well, there she is.” I lifted my eyes just long enough to see The Boss sitting behi
nd his desk and Tanner reclined in one of the leather chairs across from him, one ankle casually crossed over the opposite knee.

Lowering my gaze I said nothing as Lance led me across the room and took a seat in the vacant chair acros
s from The Boss. I dutifully fell to my knees by the chair, like a good little obedient pet. I heard the sound of The Boss pushing back his chair and then walking around the desk and toward me.

“Stand
, slave,” he ordered as he came to stand before me.

I slowly rose to my feet.

He grabbed my chin and lifted my face up. “Yes, her face has cleared up nice. Turn around.” I spun around. “Lift your hair.” I bundled my hair on the top of my head and held it. He traced the lines where my wounds were. “They’re healing up nicely. The scars should look good on her, a nice reminder that she needs to know what her place is.”

“That was the idea,” Lance confirmed
, his voice so cold and devoid of emotion I’d have almost thought I’d imagined the affection we’d shared earlier.

So far, so good.

“And her training has gone well?” The Boss gave my shoulder a nudge, urging me back around to face him. 

“Better than expected
, to be honest, Father.”

The Boss
tisked. “Then let’s just see what she’s learned. See how well she welcomes a man’s touch now that she’s been fucked. Go to Tanner.”

My mind was bombarded with flashes of Tanner slicing a blade
across Mia’s throat and my stomach churned.

“Now!
You don’t want me to ask again.” His tone challenged me to disobey.

I glanced over at Lance and saw anger flare up in his eyes, his body beginning
to tense. I gave him a slight nod, silently telling him I was okay and took the few steps to stand in front of Tanner. Grabbing my waist, Tanner spun me around so my back was to him and he pulled me onto his lap, spreading my legs so one leg was over each of his thighs. He spread my thighs as wide as possible, putting me on display for The Boss. His hands slid up my stomach to palm my breasts, pulling me back tight against his chest.

Looking over at Lance I caught his gaze. The anger in Lance’
s eyes intensified as his eyes left mine and he glared at Tanner. I had no doubt if he could, he’d put a bullet in Tanner’s brain without a second thought.

The Boss came up to me, his eyes travelling along my body
. Leaning forward, The Boss cupped my mound and slipped a couple of fingers deep into me. I had to bite down on my lower lip to keep the gasp from escaping my lips and had to fight to keep from attempting to get away.

Play my role,
gotta play my role
, I kept reminding myself, the words flowing over and over as if on a sound loop in my head.

“Still nice and tight.” The Boss nodded his approval. “Have you learned how to properly suck cock
, slave?”

“Yes
, Master.”

“Do you want to suck my cock, slave?” A smirk spread across The Boss’s lips.

“She’
s not doing anything of the sort. The only cock she sucks is mine.” Lance’s voice was a low growl as he glared at his father.

“She will if I say she will.” The Boss grabbed my chin
, unconcerned over Lance’s displeasure. “Now, slave. Answer the question.”

Hell no!
the voice in the back of my mind screamed, but I answered like a proper slave. “Yes Master, I want to please you.”

“See
Son, she wants to.” The Boss looked over his shoulder and smiled at Lance, as he undid his pants and exposed himself to me.

I whimpered as Tanner’s hands on my breasts tightened their hold
, his fingers pinching my nipples so hard it felt like he was going to rip them off. But I didn’t dare complain.

“Open up. Show your master how good of a little cocksucker you’ve become.” He pressed the head of his dick to my lips and I dutifully parted my lips allowing him in
, despite every part of me wanting to protest and run into the protection of Lance’s arms.

Out of the corner of my
eye I saw Lance, his hands on the armrests of his chair, fingers digging into them so tightly his fingers were pure white. It looked like he was about to leap from the chair and beat the shit out of his father and Tanner.

Suddenly The Boss’s
hand was in my hair, tightly fisting the locks and yanking hard so I cried out, with his dick still between my lips.

“What are you waiting for
, whore,” The Boss growled, springing me into action. Closing my eyes I attempted to force out the feel of Tanner’s hands exploring me, and the feel of his cock thickening against my bottom, under a layer of denim. I tried to envision it being Lance’s dick and hands, because I knew without being told if I didn’t pull this off like a good little trained slave there was a good chance I’d be back in the dungeon and I couldn’t let that happen.

“
Ahhh, yeah, that’s good. Nice improvement,” The Boss groaned.

Please God, let this be over soon
.

“Fucking whore learns fast.” His cock slammed the back of my throat and I choked, nearly losing my breakfast
, but I stayed strong, even putting in some above and beyond effort of stroking his balls. When The Boss finally came we both released sighs of relief, him for coming and me for finally having it over with.

He pulled out, leaving me with the vile taste of him in my mouth and on my lips.

“Let her go before my son has an aneurysm.” The Boss laughed as if his son’s displeasure were the funniest thing he’d ever heard, but taking a peek over at Lance, the rage in his eyes told me he’d happily kill everyone in the compound before letting what just happened happen again.

Tanner hesitated, but pulled his fingers from
my breasts and released me. My legs had gone numb and I stumbled as I removed myself from his lap and scampered to Lance’s side, curling up at his feet. My body trembled and it wasn’t until Lance’s hand began stroking my hair that the trembling began to subside. A part of me was angry with him for not stopping it from happening. In the back of my mind I’d hoped he’d interject – but he hadn’t. It hurt and disappointed me, even though I told him it was okay.

The Boss walked around his desk and sat back down, his eyes glued to me. I wouldn’t lift my face to verify him looking, feeling stupidly secure behind the veil of blond
e hair covering my eyes and face, but I could feel his eyes burning into me. “You’ve done well. I’m not pleased that she’s cowering at your side, she should be appreciative that I allowed her to suck me off, but she’s coming along nicely.”

Allowed me! Fucking bastard!
I’d never heard anything so ridiculous in my life.

“Well, I hope you enjoyed it because that’s the last time anyone else touches her. If I was expected to share her then what was the point in my making the purchase and agreeing to your deal?”

Chuckling, The Boss reclined in his chair. “You never were one to share your toys.”

“No and I have no plan on starting now.”

“All right. I think I’d like to see what you can do with the twins.”

“Boss, the twins were promised to me,” Tanner interjected.

“And now they’re being reassigned. I don’t want to take the risk of them becoming bumbling messes that need to be disposed of, they’ll bring in a hefty amount and I don’t want to fuck it up.”

“Just because he was able to turn her into his pet doesn’t mean he can do it with the others. From what I’ve seen he treats her more like his girlfriend than his pet.”

“At least she comes for me, can you say that about any of the girls you train?” Lance growled, his hand sliding to my shoulder and pressing me tight to his thigh.

I couldn’t get the taste of The Boss out of my mouth. I wished I could spit out the taste of him and forget about what
had just happened.

“Why should I give a shit if they come or not
? We have no obligation to them. Their job is to please us, not the other way around.” Tanner redirected his attention to The Boss. “See, I bet that cunt at his feet expects an orgasm, when she should be appreciative if her master decides to be kind enough to give her one.”

“I see your point, but I want to see what he can do with the twins. If he can’t train them to our satisfaction then I’ll give them back to you and Connor. Besides
, the black slave’s buyer is getting anxious, so you’re going to need to up your sessions. She needs to be ready to be shipped off so your full attention needs to be on her.”

“I’m not
–”

“Are you about to tell me you can’t do it? I hope that’s not what you’re about to say
, Tanner,” The Boss interjected.

“No Sir. She’ll be ready.”

Becca… I need to save her.
I didn’t know how, but I had to do something. Because of my acting and playing my role I was able to get the twins assigned to Lance; would it be possible for Lance to get Becca too? I didn’t think so. But, there had to be a way.

“Well, I’ll leave you two to your discussion. And if you don’t mind, I’ll be t
aking my slave back to my room.” Lance stood and gathered my leash in his hand. Silence overtook the room, the tension becoming so thick it could be cut with a knife. “That was the deal. She stays with me from now on. I don’t want her in the dungeon to be raped. She fucks who I say and when, not when your men decide to take liberties with her.”

“Very well,” The Boss said. “But keep in mind, if she leaves your room without my permission, the guards will shoot to kill.”

“No worries, she won’t go anywhere. As you saw for yourself she’s well trained.”

He gave m
y leash a tug and I rose to my feet and silently followed him out of the room. Neither of us spoke until we were back to his room, and I was safely inside, the door locked. Stepping up to me, Lance undid my collar. It occurred to me then that I hadn’t even attempted to remove the collar even though I knew he wouldn’t have had a problem with my removing it myself. Was I actually becoming his pet after all?

“I’m sorry that you had to go through that, but you wanted me to have the twins and you got your wish.” He brushed my golden locks from my eyes. “And you’re settled here officially, you’ll be safe now.”

“Can I have some water?” The word “Master” was on the tip of my tongue, but I stopped it. What in the fuck was wrong with me?

“Of course.” He turned and motioned for me to follow him into the kitchen. “I’ve already told you, you can have anything you want. Help yourself, this is your home now.”

Grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge he twisted off the top and passed me the bottle. I drank the entire contents down without stopping, hoping to get the wretched taste out of my mouth. But the water couldn’t wash away the memory of Tanner violating my body with his fingers.

At least that’s all you had to endure, lucky compared to the other slaves
, a voice in the back of my mind stated.

I laughed outright.

Frowning, Lance took the empty bottle from me and tossed it into the stainless steel garbage can. “What’s so funny?”

I shook my head
, the laughter continuing; it was hardly a funny thought, I had no idea why I was laughing. Maybe I was losing my mind? “I was thinking about how lucky I am that I’ve only had to suck your father’s cock and been fingered and groped against my will. How fucked up does a person have to be to be grateful they only had to swallow cum?”

“Someone that realizes the severity of their situation. That’s who.”