Owned by the Dom: Part Two (The Owners) (23 page)

Without arguing she sat down.

“Good. It’s about time you did as you were told. You tell me when you’re ready if it was a marriage proposal.”

He ground most of the ingredients together.

“I hate raw garlic.”

James left the garlic out. He bashed everything to a green paste.

The scent of the basil was nothing compared to the scent of her creamy pussy. He added pasta into the water. While he waited for the pasta to cook he stood in front of Prudence, cupped her cheeks, and claimed her mouth. Running his hands down to the straps of her dress he pulled the dress down until her breasts were on display. “I want you to eat like this.”

“Why?”

“Because I like looking at you.” He stroked each breast in turn before going to drain the pasta. Once everything was mixed together he served them lunch. They moved to the table, her tits catching his gaze with each bite she took.

After they finished, James got her to remove the dress. “When you’re here with me you don’t need clothes.”

“What about if people come to visit?” she asked.

“If people come then you get dressed. I don’t share. You’re mine
, and that’s how it’s going to stay.”

He rested his head against hers and then started out of the room. “Come on, time for the tour.”

James showed her around the house. He owned a pool and games room complete with a pool table. The thought of Prudence bent over the table was too much to ignore. He’d have her over that table in no time.

He showed her the library along with the movie room.

“You don’t own an office?” she asked.

“No, I don’t come here to work, ever.
This next room is pretty special to me.”

The room that
had once been a fully equipped gym was now his personal playroom. Prudence gasped beside him. He owned a spanking bench, a cross, and a cage, along with several other pieces of equipment. Toys lined the walls. He’d been waiting for the right woman to share this with. The room had never been used. No woman had crossed the threshold until now.

James entered the room and felt the tranquil calm that settled over him. This was right for him
. Prudence stepped over, and everything fell into place for him. He knew in his heart Prudence Star was the woman for him, but having her inside this room told him he’d made the right decision.

“This is your playroom?” she asked.

“This is more than my playroom.”

She glanced around her. Her hands fisted at her sides. “Have you brought another woman here?”

“No, never. This place is for the woman who I’m sharing my future with. I built this place with the idea she’d share my passion.”

She fingered her hair then went to him. “I’m that woman.”

“More than you could ever understand.”

Prudence went to her knees before him. The action was sudden and shocked him to the core. They’d never really tested the boundaries of Master and submissive. Their time in
Italy would prove to be very interesting, James thought.

****

Stripped bare of her clothing, Prue felt exposed but liberated at the same time. The two emotions conflicted with each other. Clothes helped her to hide away from the world, and because she couldn’t hide away from the intensity of James’s words, she felt exposed. At the same time as the clothes helped to hide her, being without their confines liberated her in the most amazing way.

Kneeling before him was the right thing to do. He stroked her hair. The action made her moan from the acceptance of his touch.

“Look at me, Prudence.”

She lifted her gaze to his.

“Do you want this?” he asked, moving his arm around the room. “Being your Master is a lot more than being me.”

He knew. James knew about the change inside him.

“I always intended to be your sub. We never got around to discussing it,” she said.

James went down on one knee before her. “I love you.”

“I love you.”

He kissed her lips. “I want you in the bedroom.”

She smiled. “Not here?”

“Soon
, but not yet. I need you first. We’ve got all the time in the world to come back here.” James led her out of the room.

Prue wanted one night with him before they delved into a Master and sub relationship. He walked up one flight of stairs and went to the door at the end of the hall.

The door led into a luxurious master bedroom. “I need to be inside you,” he said.

“Please, I need you.”

She watched as he tore at his clothing. His movements were hurried, and she loved watching him undress. His body was pure perfection. James took great care to work out and keep healthy. She loved him for more than his hot body.

He reached out
, taking hold of her hand to pull her close. Their bodies slapped together. The sound echoed around the room making her giggle.

James reached around and slapped her ass.

She ran her fingers down his back and sank them into the flesh of his ass possessing him in the same way he possessed her.

He growled walking her back until she met the wall. “I can’t wait.”

“I’m dripping wet, James. You won’t hurt me.”

Within seconds he lifted her in his arms and thrust inside her. His cock eased into her pussy stretching her to accommodate his wide
girth.

She moaned as he pressed to the hilt.

“It has been too fucking long,” he said, pulling out and then slamming inside.

Holding onto him as tight as she could,
Prue opened her body to his commanding thrusts. After being without him for these past months, having James inside her was the best feeling in the world.

She closed her eyes only to enjoy the feel of him scraping her walls with his thrusts.

“This is going to be hard and fast, baby. I can’t hold on much longer.”

“Fuck me, James.”

He gripped her hips pushing inside her with all of his might. She cried out as his cock thrust to the hilt hitting her cervix. The pleasure combined with the pain was intense.

Holding onto his back she fought the need to beg him for more.

James plunged in and out of her. His thrusts came faster than she’d ever known. She didn’t know how he managed to keep hold of her and fuck her against the wall.

He sucked her
fingertips and then pressed her wet fingers between her thighs. “Make yourself come. I need to feel your hot little cunt around my cock.”

She fingered her clit. After the six orgasms he’d given her she didn’t think it was possible to reach clima
x a seventh time.

James knew her body better than she did. With the thrusting of his cock
and the touch of her finger to her clit, Prue splintered apart screaming.

“Fucking tight!” James slammed inside her twice more. His cock jerked as his seed pulsed.

Before they fell in a heap on the floor, James carried her over to the bed. They collapsed together. His cock was still inside her as he stroked her hair.

“You feel amazing,” he said.

She stared at the ceiling feeling at peace for the first time in her life.

“I’m not going to stroke your ego more.”

“Why not?” he asked, staring up at her.

“You’ve had your ego stroked enough over the years.”
He thrust his pelvis against her making her gasp at the sweet pressure. Even flaccid he turned her into a mass of nerves.

“I’ve earned my ego.”

Prue ran her hand down his side, cupped his ass in her palm. She stared in his eyes, raised her palm, and slapped his ass. James yelped. As she raised her palm to bring down another blow to his ass, James caught her. He lifted her hand over her head. “I think that’s enough from you.”

“What’s the matter, Boss? Too scared you’ll like being spanked by your sub?” she asked, teasing.

He laughed. “I’ll pay you back for that,” he said.

“Do you promise?” She loved this playful side of him. The urge to make him smile and to please him filled every part of her. Prue felt connected to him far more deeply than simply his cock inside her.

“I promise to make every single wish of yours come true and even the ones you didn’t know you had.”

“That’s a pretty big promise.”

“I’m man enough to keep my promises.”

“And I’m woman enough
to live through them.” She smiled. Her pussy tightened around his hardening cock. He’d started to get hard as they were talking.

He leaned down brushing her lips with his. “I want you again.”

She moaned as his tongue plunged inside. His cock pulsed as he lay deep inside her. James left her arms to run his fingers down the side of her body. James pulled out of her body only to slam back inside.

Within minutes their lovemaking became fierce. Prue scored
her nails down his back holding on as he made love to her. The passion built inside her to a fever pitch. James held her as she reached climax. His cock jerked as his release pulsed through him.

“I wanted that one to last longer,” he said.

“We’re making up for lost time.”

James cupped her cheek
, his gaze on hers as if he was penetrating more than her pussy. “I love you, Prudence.”

The words were not a reassurance but a statement of fact. They felt different to her.

“I love you.” Her feelings were no longer a question. When it came to James her feelings were never in question. She loved this possessive, dominating man more than she loved anyone else.

James left Prudence to sleep the following morning. He walked down the stairs to his playroom. Once he grabbed the blindfold he moved toward the kitchen to start some breakfast. Bacon and eggs were always popular
, but he settled on making her pancakes. He liked the thought of the syrup dripping on her breast so he could lick the plump flesh free of the sticky goo.

Making the batter was simple
, and within minutes he was dolloping out the batter mix onto the non-stick frying pan. When the pancakes were cooking, James quickly diced some fruit to add in a bowl then place it on the tray.

After thirty minutes in the kitchen, he grabbed the tray and made his way up to the bedroom. Prudence was coming out of the bathroom as he walked into the room.

“Morning,” he said.

“Morning.” She rubbed the sleep from her eyes. “I wondered where you’d gone.”

“I’ve been preparing your breakfast. Get back in bed.”

He waited for her to get back inside. “Don’t put any clothes on,” he said as she reached for a t-shirt.

She dropped the shirt then climbed into bed. He placed a pillow over her lap then rested the tray on the pillow.

“Enjoy.”

James sat opposite her. He cut a piece of pancake then fed her from the fork he held. She took the food smiling at him.

“You’re spoiling me,” she said.

“This is how it should be.”

He gave her the fork then sipped his coffee while watching her eat.
Watching her mouth open to take the food and the appreciation on her face sent pleasure coursing through his body at the sight. His lust spiked to new levels.

Keeping himself in check, James was content to simply watch.

“This is divine,” she said.

James smiled.

She gasped as some warm syrup dripped onto her breast. “Crap, I need a cloth.”

“Nonsense.” James closed the distance licking the syrup from her breast in one quick swipe of his tongue.

“What are you doing to me?” she asked, gasping again.

“Cleaning you.” Leaning over the tray was awkward
, but seeing the pleasure on her face made the experience totally worth it.

He watched as several drips of syrup landed on her breast. James wanted to go and grab the whole tub just for an excuse to lick her.

James grabbed a strawberry instead and ate the ripe fruit.

When she’d finished breakfast he took the blindfold off the tray. He took the tray leaving it on the bed. “Come here,” he said.

She stood without hesitation. James loved the fact she wasn’t ashamed of her body. She didn’t try to hide those full, luscious curves from his view. With how glorious her body was to look at he didn’t know if he’d ever be able to do a scene with her inside the dungeon at Ravage. He didn’t like the thought of anyone looking at his woman with lust in their eyes.

“What’s the matter?” she asked, staring at the blindfold.

“Turn around.”

Prue presented him with her back. James swallowed at the sight of her fleshy ass. He couldn’t wait to spank the delicate flesh and to see her blushing red from his prints.

The interlocking black tattoo along the base of her back turned him on.