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  Instead of waiting for the bidding to begin, I called Madame Rose and told her to get my property off the stage immediately. Then, I offered her enough money to make it worth her while to do as I’d said. I had enough money to make just about anyone do my bidding, and I got off on it. When it came to me, you had two choices. You could accept my generosity, or I would use my considerable wealth to make you regret your insolence. It wasn’t exactly fair, but no one was ever promised fair.

  Thirty seconds later, two bodyguards were ushering the girl, Tessa, off the stage. That pleased me, but what did not please me was the rough way they handled my property. At least she was off the stage. I didn’t want anyone else looking at her but me. I felt possessive of her in a way that was nearly startling. I owned her body entirely for as long as I saw fit, but it wasn’t enough. There was a burning need in me for more. I would fight for her. It made absolutely no sense, and I recognized that any kind of emotional need for my property was dangerous. But, I’d already paid for her, I reasoned. I knew that I could control myself.

  I called down to my driver and went to my limo. There was no time to waste. We were going to get Tessa right away. My body buzzed with anticipation at the prospect of picking up my new toy. I felt like a kid on Christmas morning, and very little made me feel that alive anymore.

  The ride to The Stables wasn’t long, but it felt like it took forever. I could almost feel my new pet in the seat next to me, but I didn’t want her in my imagination. I wanted her there with me so that I could run my hands all over her virgin body. It had been too long since I’d tasted virgin pussy. My mouth practically watered at the prospect.

  The limo pulled up in front of the club, and I had my driver call in and tell them I was ready for my purchase. Seconds later, a bodyguard dragged Tessa out and shoved her through the open door of my limo.

  I was furious. My new toy was a delicate flower and she was to be handled as such by everyone but me. I could do with her what I pleased, but the rest of the world would show her respect and care.

  “What the fuck?” she whispered as she dusted herself off.

  I understood why she was frazzled, but that type of behavior had to be nipped in the bud. It didn’t necessarily please me to have to give her such a rough introduction, but I knew I’d do Tessa no favors by coddling her. So, I reached out and grabbed her by the throat.

  Her eyes went wide, and she tried to back away from me. There wasn’t anywhere for her to go. She bumped up against the limo door and froze.

  “Listen to me, my pet,” I said. “The first rule is that you don’t speak unless you are properly addressed. I certainly don’t want to hear language like that coming from your pretty mouth,” I said and ran the thumb from my other hand over her bottom lip.

  “I’m sorry,” she sputtered.

  I shook my head from side to side. I took no delight in it, but I still slapped her across her silky, beautiful cheek. “What did I just say?” I asked. “I told you a rule and you immediately broke it. That, my pet, is unacceptable. Please don’t force my hand again, Tessa. I do not like being made to act ungentlemanly by my toys.”

  She cast her eyes down and gave me a slight nod. I smiled.

  “Very good. That’s much better,” I said. “Now, wait here.”

  I got out of the limo and walked into the club. Madame Rose appeared almost instantly.

  “Mr. Delacroix, was there a problem with your purchase?” Her voice betrayed a hint of anxiety.

  “There was, in fact. The man who delivered her to me treated my property as if he were taking out the garbage.”

  “I’m very sorry,” she said. “I can have it handled right away.”

  “It’s okay,” I said and put up my hand to stop her from apologizing further. Apologies meant nothing to me. It was actions that mattered. “I’m not an unreasonable man. I’d like ten minutes with the man in the alley.”

  “I’m not sure…” she began.

  I held up my hand again to stop her. “I’m a good client, Madame. I’m the kind of client you don’t want to upset.”

  She thought about it for a split second before giving me a nod. “As you wish, Mr. Delacroix,” she said and turned to another guard. “Take Muncy and Mr. Delacroix out back. See that our client gets his ten minutes of satisfaction.”

  “Yes, Madame,” the guard said and signaled for me to follow.

  “Thank you,” I said.

  “Anything for a dear friend such as yourself,” she replied.

  I liked Madame Rose. She was a shrewd businesswoman and ran a tight ship. Even though she was in her early forties, Madame was beautiful enough to rival many of her girls. She would have made a good wife for someone like me. If only she liked men.

  We walked past the man, Muncy, who’d brought Tessa out to the limo. The guard leading me tapped him on the shoulder and signaled for him to follow. The dumb shit smiled at me. He probably thought I was going to give him a tip or something.

  Or something was right. The guard tasked with babysitting me while I dealt with Muncy led us out into the back alley and then blocked the door into the club with his considerable size.

  “What’s this about?” Muncy asked.

  “I brought you out here to give you a tip,” I said.

  “Oh, really? That’s awesome,” he said and stuck out his hand.

  “The tip is to watch how you handle what belongs to another man,” I said right before driving my fist into his gut.

  Muncy spun around and tried to retreat, but the other guard blocked the door. “Kurt, what are you doing? Let me back inside.”

  The asshole didn’t want to fight because I was a client, but he didn’t have a choice. I grabbed him by the shoulder and spun him around. My fist made contact with his nose right before I stomped on his foot.

  “Madame said this gentleman has ten minutes with you,” Kurt said.

  Muncy groaned right before my uppercut caught him in the jaw. He howled in pain before turning to spit blood on the concrete. I kicked straight out in front of my body and made contact with his kneecap. I heard a crack before he screamed and went down.

  Once he was on the ground, I kicked him a few times in the stomach and ribs. I didn’t want to kill him, but a few broken ribs would teach him the kind of lesson I was trying to deliver.

  “How long have I got?” I asked Kurt.

  “Four minutes, sir.”

  “I don’t think this asshole will survive four more minutes with me,” I said.

  “I agree, sir.”

  “Thank you, Kurt. That will be all then.”

  “As you wish, sir.”

  He opened the door for me, and once we were back inside, I tipped him a thousand dollars. Kurt thanked me profusely, and I made a mental note. Good employees were hard to find, and the next time I needed to do any hiring, I’d be calling on him.

  I walked back out to my limo where my driver was waiting to open the door for me. When I climbed into the back, Tessa was sniffling as if she’d been crying.

  “This is going to be a difficult transition for you, pet. What you need to understand right now is that you’re my slave now. I won’t let you act as though you are the master. You are to be submissive and obedient at all times, pretty pet, or you will be punished harshly.”

  She was beautiful when she was terrified. It only served to wet my appetite.

  “Take off the dress,” I instructed.

  She sniffled again but lifted her butt off the seat and pulled the dress up over her head. The black lace lingerie she wore underneath was beautiful, but it wasn’t what interested me.

  “Take off the bra, Tessa,” I said. “I want to see what I paid for.” She hesitated for a moment and I snapped my fingers. “Now,” I barked.

  Tessa started to cry again in earnest, but she reached behind her back and unhooked her bra. Her big tits were still perky even without the support, and I was pleased. What didn’t please me was how she kept herself covered with her arms.

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��Drop your arms, pet. Drop them right now or you’ll spend a week with them tied behind your back.”

  She sobbed and dropped her arms to her side. Tessa was the most beautiful disaster I’d ever seen. Tears ran down her cheeks and spilled onto her chest. Her tits heaved with every sob, and yet, her little pink nipples were completely erect. I knew it wasn’t the temperature. The limo was nice and warm.

  I let her sit there like that for a few minutes and just watched her breasts bounce while she sobbed. When I thought she’d had enough humiliation, I decided to put a stop to the torment for the time being.

  3

  Tessa

  I couldn’t believe what I had gotten myself into, and I was terrified because there was nothing I could do. The man had bought me, and who knows what he would have done to me if I tried to escape. He could probably have me killed and no one would know or care. Ruining my life would have been easy.

  He just left me there sitting in the seat crying and completely exposed. His smile frightened me, and I watched his erection press against the fabric of his perfectly tailored pants. He loved what he was doing to me.

  But, to my surprise, he eventually pulled me into his arms and kissed my tears away. I felt myself start to relax just a little. He pushed a button on the door.

  “Drive around for a little while. I want to have some fun.”

  “Yes, sir,” a voice came through a speaker.

  I didn’t know what to do. Was he going to take my virginity right then and there in the limo? The thought terrified me and turned me on at the same time. I wasn’t ready, but would I ever be?

  I instinctively tried to back away from him again. He laughed and grabbed me by the wrists before pulling me over his lap.

  “You just can’t behave, can you?” he asked before pulling my panties down and exposing my buttocks.

  He pinned my hands out in front of me with my palms pressed down into the leather of the seat. I could feel his cock pressing against my belly. It was bigger than I imagined. Much bigger, and soon he’d be thrusting it inside of me. My tears started again.

  “Come now, my pet,” he cooed. “I haven’t even begun the punishment yet.”

  I felt his hand slide softly over my skin. My face burned with shame as his finger skimmed over my asshole and then slid over my pussy. He dipped a finger into my opening, and I felt my muscles contract at the intrusion. Having his cock inside of me was going to be difficult.

  “You’re so wet for me,” he whispered. “Your mind might need some training, but at least your body is ready.”

  For the briefest of seconds, I thought he was going to let me go. I’d thought he was satisfied that my treacherous body was turned on. I was wrong.

  The first blow echoed through the back of the limo and I yelped as his palm made contact with my buttocks. “You’re going to have a hard time sitting for a while, Tessa. I want you to remember this night.”

  His hand came down again and I felt the burning sting as it made contact. At first it wasn’t so bad, but each slap stung more than the one before it. I could feel my skin beginning to swell, and I wanted to beg him to stop. But, I was afraid that if I spoke, the punishment would be worse.

  I was choking on my sobs and a pool of tears had formed on the seat by the time he stopped. It felt as though I was seconds away from screaming when it was finally over. My bottom lip bled a little from how hard I’d bitten it to keep quiet.

  He’d taken me to the very edge of what my flesh and my sanity could handle, and then it was suddenly over.

  “Now,” he said without releasing my wrists, “Let’s see if you’re still wet.”

  His fingers dipped down over my clit, and I felt my whole body convulse. He laughed and rubbed my nub between two of his fingers. I’d touched myself before, but it had never felt as good as the way he did it. It was as if he could play my body like an instrument.

  The heat pooled in my core, and I felt a frenzy rising inside of me. He stroked me until I was just about to go over the edge.

  And then he stopped. “You’ll come when I want you to come,” he said and smacked my enflamed ass again.

  The pain of the blow was an intense contrast to the pleasure I’d just received. What was worse was the frustration. I was so close to coming. It felt like my body was overwound, and I wanted to beg him to please let me come. I didn’t dare speak.

  As soon as I began to settle down, his hand found my clit again. This time he rubbed and pinched my clit until the quaking orgasm began to overtake me, but as soon as the release started, he pulled his hand back and spanked my pussy hard. The jolt was enough to stop my climax, and I cried out in frustration.

  My protest was met with another round of blows to my already chastised behind. He spanked me until my sobs were choking me again, and then immediately began to play with my pussy again.

  “Will you be good for me, sweet Tessa?” he asked as I neared climax again.”

  I shook my head yes, and my reward was another slap.

  “I asked you a question, pet. You may answer.”

  “Yes,” I gasped.

  Another smack. “Yes, what?” he asked and then brought his hand down and slapped my clit. It was almost enough to push me over the edge, but as soon as he drew his hand back, I felt the frustration constrict in my chest again.

  “Yes, master.”

  “Very good.” His fingers found my clit and he rubbed fast and hard until my whole body shook uncontrollably.

  It was the most intense thing I’d ever felt. For a second, I thought that I might pass out. The pain had made the pleasure deeper. So deep that it felt like falling.

  When it was over, and my body calmed, he shoved me off of his lap onto the floor. I was between his knees, and I watched wide-eyed as he undid his pants and pulled out his massive erection.

  “Are you waiting for an invitation, Tessa?” he hissed.

  I wasn’t sure what to do, but I sat up on my knees and wrapped my hand around the base of his cock. He smiled wickedly as I began to run my hand slowly up and down the length.

  “That’s nice, pet, but it’s not what I want,” he said. “Use your mouth.”

  His hand grabbed a fistful of my hair and he pulled my face in close to him. There was a drop of precum at the opening, and I let my tongue dart out of my mouth and taste the salty sweetness.

  “That’s better,” he said and loosened his grip on my hair a bit. “Now suck it good, little pet, or I’ll cram it down your throat.”

  I took a deep breath and ran my tongue around the edge of his cockhead. He let out a low moan, and I knew I’d done well. The sound of his pleasure ignited a fire between my legs. I couldn’t believe how turned on I was by pleasing him.

  When I sucked the tip into my mouth, his hips thrust up and he moaned again. I took as much of him between my lips as I could and used my hand to stroke what I couldn’t reach.

  “So good, Tessa,” he said and released my hair. He began to stroke my head. “Suck me harder, baby girl.”

  I sucked until my cheeks hollowed out and ran my tongue around his cock in swirls. I’d never gone down on a man before, but I paid attention to his moans. I figured out what he liked the most and did it more.

  My hand squeezed his cock harder, and I reached up to run my fingers lightly over his sac. I felt his balls draw up at my touch, and I knew I had him close.

  “You’re going to swallow every drop,” he panted out, and I responded by sucking harder. “Fuck, Tessa.”

  He called out my name, and I felt hot spurts of sticky cum hit the back of my throat. I did my best to keep sucking and swallowing while he released into me. My jaw ached a little, but I didn’t stop until he put a hand on my shoulder and told me to.

  “So good, baby girl,” he said and pulled me into his lap.

  Even though the fabric of his suit was butter soft, I still winced as it brushed against my sore buttocks. He’d said he was going to make it hard for me to sit, and master had made good on that promis
e.

  I didn’t care. I reveled in the feeling of being held in his arms. He kissed my forehead appreciatively, and I felt needed and cared for at the same time.

  “Take us home,” he said to the driver.

  “Yes, sir.”

  I snuggled against him and felt myself drifting off. The experience had been intense, but I felt like there was hope for my future after all. I had no idea what was in store for me.

  4

  Will

  I hated to wake her, but we were home. After shaking her awake gently, I helped Tessa back into her bra and dress. I didn’t want anyone else looking at her body and that included my staff.

  “What’s your name?” she asked sleepily.

  “There’s a reason you don’t know that, pet. You may call me Sir or Master, and it’s better for you if you just think of me that way,” I said and helped her out of the car. “I’ll let it go this once that you spoke without permission because you were sleepy. I won’t let it go again. You need to learn to control yourself, Tessa.”

  Tessa stood there for a moment with her mouth hanging open as she looked up at my home. I knew she wanted to ask me about it, but she didn’t speak. I took her hand and pulled her gently toward the front door.

  “Come now, dear, it’s beautiful on the inside as well.”

  My mansion was one of the first estates on the land. The giant stone façade was reminiscent of a European palace. The inside had been restored to its original glory. The only modern upgrades were appliances, electronics, and a state-of-the-art security system.

  I led Tessa into the grand entryway and up the double staircase to the second floor where her suite was located. The door to her room was at the end of the hallway of the south wing. I opened the door and let her in. Tessa stood in the middle of the room with the same awestruck look on her face.