Page 98 of Volatile Waters

Carrying her across the room, I growled, “My dick won’t, but everything else in this room will.”

Little arms squeezed my neck. “Please. I’m so sorry. I won’t love Link anymore.”

I stopped. “Look at me.” Wet, red eyes met mine. “Then tell me I can bring him here.” Fire looked away, closing her eyes, and choked on a sob. I started walking again. “That is what I thought.” I set her butt on the edge of a table that reached my stomach. I pushed her upper body back, forcing her to lie down. Raising her hands above her head, I wrapped her fingers around wooden handles. “Hold on and don’t let go, or I will torture you in ways you cannot fathom.”

Crying, her hands gripped tight. She was barely audible. “Why are you doing this?”

Leaning over her, I roared, “Because you are to choose me!”

“B-But I’m here, Master—”

“That is not my name!”

“O-Okay, Yury—”

“That is not my name!”

She recoiled in fear but never let go of the pegs. “I don’t know what you want me to do.”

I grabbed a small dildo from a nearby table. “Knees to your chest.” Gasping for air through her hysterics, she did as I asked, her core stretching and opening for me. I swallowed my pleased groan at the delicious sight. “Let your legs fall open.” They were tense but opened for me. Turning the dildo on, a low hum entered the cold room. After I held it to the top of her mound for a bit, Fire started to moan forcefully through her tears. I could feel my lips turn into a wicked grin. She is no longer thinking of Link, only what pleasure I am bringing her.

Tears faded…

With her juices flowing, I inserted the tip of the sex toy inside her. Her body was so aroused, it was soon after that I was able to slide the full length of the dildo in. Green eyes vanished behind heavily seduced lids. Since she couldn’t see me, my free hand prepared a surprise sensation. As her legs began to tremble, so close to her climax, I snuck a small, lubed butt plug into her tight hole. Fire’s eyes popped open, but there was no time to ask what I had done. A life-changing orgasm blew through her whole body. Her erotic screams told me so.

Little did I know, I had just witnessed the last orgasm that I would ever see from her.

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My father had left to be with my uncle again. He took his minions and left me with my regular staff. Kirill kept training slaves while still devoted to Valerie. He never requested little girls again. He had found the only one he truly wanted. I wondered if I had found the same as I tortured Fire for weeks on end. I brought Fake Whit immense pleasure in my bed while Fire slept on the slave pillow on the floor, but my pet wouldn’t surrender to me. I offered Fake Whit fruit and watched Fire drool… yet, no surrender. Not until I took Fake Whit out for dinner.

Fake Whit had become so entranced in me that she failed to see I was using her. She didn’t even realize that me taking her to dinner was to anger Fire and show off my foolish redhead to an interested client. He didn’t believe I could get a true slave to behave in public. He wanted a beautiful one he could torture at home yet have on his arm at business dinners, and even offer her to very important clients. Nope, after dinner, and accepting payment for the privilege, Fake Whit waltzed back into my bedroom as if she were the most important Elite in my home.

Fire was literally spitting with rage. I moaned in pleasure, seeing my spunky pet had returned to me. I even told her so as she disobediently stormed into my bathroom, but she still wouldn’t even kiss me. The rejection was too similar to Wolf’s, especially when she said my actions made her hate me. I couldn’t take it, so I punished harder. While Fire was in the shower, I took the leash she had left on the bathroom counter, in its special bowl, and went back into the bedroom. Fire treasured that leash and the protection it offered. That’s why I knew placing it on Fake Whit’s collar would be my best card to finally win the game.

Naked and dripping wet, Fire was so livid she practically seared everything around her, including me. And it felt magnificent. In order to get that leash back to its proper owner, Fire made an offer she knew I would never refuse; she would finally allow me inside her, willingly.

I truly believed sex with her would cure my ache for Wolf, rid me of guilt from Crash, and have me feeling more important than Link.

None of that happened.

After I had a handler retrieve Fake Whit, explaining she was to be prepared for her delivery, Fire attacked me. Her rage was not because I had abducted her or abused her; it was because those actions made her into something she despised, someone just like me.

I was confident she couldn’t physically hurt me, so I let her shove me backward toward a chair. I was wrong. I had played with the wrath of this woman for the last time.

“Take off your clothes,” she demanded.

As I stripped, I watched a storm like no other brew inside those seafoam eyes. That is when it hit me. I was about to fuck the daughter of the woman who had been forced to take my virginity. I blinked. “Fire—”

“The time for your begging to mean a damn to me is over.” She shoved my naked body into the chair that Crash, as a child, huddled in to stay clear of me. The leather almost burnt my skin as guilt scorched my insides. That’s why I was too distracted to avoid Fire’s venomous actions. Her soft palm slammed into the side of my face. Stunned, I failed to react like her Master before she snagged my penis in a vicious vice-like grip. My hands pushed off the arms of the chair to better raise my hips and follow her hand, as she lifted, literally having full control over me. “Understood?” She was repeating vile things I had said to her over the months I’d forced her to be my degraded slave.

It was pitiful, and she had every right to her own revenge. So, I made the decision to let her have it, no matter what it cost me. I winced in pain. “Understood.”

“Spread your legs.” When I didn’t follow her directions fast enough, a tug had me quickly obeying, widening the gap between my thighs. I watched as she lowered herself to her knees. “Have you ever imagined what it would feel like for me to suck your dick?”

I had—many times. So, I nodded.

“Touch me, and I will bite it off.”