Taken by the Bratva, Paige Warren [types of ebook readers TXT] 📗

ankles. Spread open and at my mercy, I noticed the way she trembled. I didn’t know how long it would take before she stopped expecting the worst. First, I had to show her there could be pleasure with pain.

The way she didn’t struggle spoke volumes. She’d been tied down before. It had probably been one of the least offensive things men had done. It was a good thing I had a chest of brand new toys in my closet. We were going to need them.

I walked out of the bedroom to retrieve the chest and set it on the floor next to the bed. The first thing I withdrew was a blindfold. I didn’t want her to see what was coming. It would scare her even more, until she learned to trust me. One way or another, I was going to start breaking her down. Her reformation started now.

I fastened the blindfold over her eyes, trailing my fingers across her soft lips. I’d be tasting them soon enough. I’d put my lips and tongue on every inch of her sooner or later. I didn’t know how long it would take, but I’d put my mark on every inch of her. Wipe away the bad memories and give her new pleasant ones.

“Whores do as they’re told. Do you plan to obey me?” I asked.

“Yes.”

“Yes what?” I hardened my tone, needing to make a point.

“Yes, sir,” she said meekly.

“And if I invited twenty men in here to screw you any way they wished?”

Someone else would have missed the signs, but I caught her reaction, no matter how subtle. As much as I didn’t want to terrify her, it was necessary for the moment. She believed me to be a monster. If I were sweet to her right off, she’d be waiting for things to change, expecting a trap of some sort.

I removed my shirt and tossed it aside then leaned over her, putting my lips near her ear, letting my chest brush against her breasts. “Do you want that, kiska? Want those men between your thighs?”

She whimpered and her body tensed.

“I didn’t think so. Every time you refer to yourself as a whore, you’ll be punished. Understood?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Good girl. Now take your punishment, kiska.”

I finished undressing and reached for the flogger. The suede strips could be used to lightly tease her, leave a sting, or give a bit more bite. It all depended on how it was used. I trailed the tips over her breasts, smiling when her nipples hardened. She didn’t want to respond, but she was helpless. At my mercy. And her body was betraying her.

With a flick of my wrist, I slapped the flogger across her breasts. She cried out, more from shock than pain. I’d only struck hard enough to give her a light sting. I lashed each breast five times, watching her nipples get harder with every stroke. I worked my way down her flat belly before striking across her pussy.

She jolted and yanked at the ropes.

I rotated my wrist, giving her a few light smacks with the suede strips. Her pussy glistened as she grew wet with need, and her little clit hardened. It protruded, just betting for my attention. I struck her again, lighter this time. It only took three strokes before she came. Her body flushed as her pussy gushed over the bedding.

“And that’s lesson one, kiska. Not all pain is bad.”

I put the flogger aside and climbed onto the bed, straddling her hips. My hard cock rubbed against her belly as I leaned over her. She squirmed a little, until she seemed to realize what she was doing, then she went still once more.

“Are you clean, Imogen?” I asked.

“I-I think so. My uncle made the men wear condoms and had me tested once a month.”

I leaned down closer, my breath teasing her lips. “I’m taking you bare, kiska. You’re mine. I will brand you with my cum and put my mark on you.”

She licked her lips, her tongue flicking against mine. My cock throbbed and ached. It wouldn’t be long before I buried myself inside her. I nipped her jaw before licking the red spot I’d left behind.

“I’m going to fuck you, kiska. As often as it takes until you swell with my child. You will remain bare under your clothes for easy access. Understood?”

“Yes, sir.”

I heard tears in her voice and it gave me pause. Did the thought of carrying my future heir repulse her that much? Or was it something else? We’d have to discuss it later. Right now, I needed her.

I settled between her splayed thighs and drove into her with one hard thrust. She cried out and I placed my hand over her mouth, silencing her cries as I took what I wanted. What I needed. The punishing strokes had me on edge almost immediately, but I refused to come before she did. I angled my body so that I’d brush against her clit with every stroke. When she came, clenching down tight, I roared out my release, pounding into her sweet pussy until she’d drained me dry.

My cock twitched and pulsed inside her. I lifted my hand from her mouth and leaned down to kiss her. I nuzzled her neck and nipped her ear.

“Ever come before, kiska?”

“N-no.”

“There will always be pleasure with the pain I give you. You’ll learn to crave both equally. When you’re too far along with our child, I’ll enjoy your mouth. Teach you to suck me just the way I like.”

Wetness hit my cheek and I realized I’d made her cry. I smoothed the tears from her face and kissed her again, soft and slow.

“Kiska, you’re safe. You’re mine, and I won’t allow anyone to hurt you again. There’s no need to cry.”

I removed her blindfold and untied her restraints before flipping her over and claiming her all over again. I filled her with my cum three times before I left her to soak in the large tub. She seemed so fragile. I