Book 1: Chapter 10
Amelia remained blindfolded for the remainder of dinner. Even as Damlen fed her the oysters, she wasn’t allowed to see him. She was only allowed to taste and listen to all of his commands, and each time she made a mess, she felt his cock grow inside his pants. She never mentioned it, however. She assumed it would only displease him.
She was taking her last bite of dessert when Damien removed the makeshift blindfold around her eyes and tucked it into his pocket. As she adjusted to the low lights in the room, he cleaned her mouth with a linen napkin and grunted when she took the piece of cloth from him to do it herself.
She blushed. Are you upset?
Not enough to punish you, he answered. He took the napkin from her hand and wiped her chin with it. The aftercare is the best part, and now you know not to take that away from me.
Amelia wanted to make a comment until their waitress appeared by their table with the check and a card reader. Are you ready for the check?
Damien answered with a nod and accepted the itemized check that she handed to him. Without looking at it, he reached into his inner jacket pocket and presented her with a card.
After a few short moments, the waitress handed the card reader to him to confirm the details of his transaction. He entered a custom tip and then removed his card when he was prompted to. He was quick to collect the printed receipt and placed it into his pocket with the card.
you?
Thank you for joining us this evening, the waitress said. Is there anything else that I can do for
We’re alright, thank you, Damien responded. There was a smile on his face, but it wasn’t the waitress who had put it there. He was smiling at Amelia who hadn’t stopped glaring at his pocket.
Then on behalf of Red Robyn’s, I sincerely hope you found pleasure in your experience, she said before turning to leave the table.
Damien stood up, taking Amelia with him, and then retrieved her jacket. He assisted in putting it on and then secured the straps. He pulled her in at the waist, and with her by his side, he walked to the doors they had entered through. The Cave was still populated with other diners, but Amelia was no longer intrigued by them. Her eyes were settled on the floor instead, watching their shuffling feet as they exited the room.
Where are we going now? she asked him once they were outside the restaurant.
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Damien handed the valet his ticket and then turned to Amella. He was impassive, showing her no emotions. I’m not pleased that you took off your collar and defied me during dinner. You have yet to be punished for that.
She chewed on her bottom lip and gazed up at him innocently. What are you going to do to me?
His lips gently curled into a soft smile. He wanted to explain in great detail all of the things he could think of to punish her, but the valet had returned with his car. When the valet handed the keys to Damien, he opened the passenger door and gestured for Amelia to enter. Then he said, You’ll find out soon enough, sweet girl.
She swallowed hard and ducked Into her seat. She watched him through the glass as he shut the door and then walked to the driver side. He appeared deep in thought as he pulled away from the restaurant, and as much as Amelia wanted to get inside his head to see exactly what he had in store, the unknown was far too exhilarating.
Silence filled the space as Damien drove to their destination. Neither one of them initiated a conversation, but Damien decided it was better that way. He couldn’t stand the quietness though. So, he connected his phone to the stereo and turned on a random playlist. He glanced at Amelia to gauge her reaction to the music, but she was gazing out the window, watching the scenery pass them by as they entered the highway.
She couldn’t count how many trees with fallen leaves they had passed or the number of exits she had seen and silently wondered if it was theirs. Four songs had played during the drive, and the fifth one was only beginning when Damien finally exited.
After passing through a few intersections, Damien pulled onto a residential road. It was only a quarter to nine, but the neighborhood seemed quiet and still. There wasn’t another moving vehicle in sight, and she began to wonder if he had taken her to an abandoned community until he pulled into the driveway of a two story craftsman–style house. The exterior was painted a dark shade of blue with a gray brick skirt that lined the front of the home. Upon sensing the vehicle, the lawn lights switched on, illuminating the path to the front door.
Damien turned off the car and exited the vehicle. He was walking around to her side when she stepped out and removed her jacket. His eyes narrowed, glaring at the hands she had used to open her own door.
You should have waited for me, he told her through a deep and guttural tone.
She shamefully looked down at the ground as he took her jacket and abandoned it in the passenger seat before shutting the door. I’m sorry, Damien.
You will be he murmured taking her hy the hand
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He led her down the lit path and walked her up the porch. They stopped in front of the door where he entered a security code on a keypad for access to the home, and upon successful entry, the light in the foyer turned on, filling the space with a bright and orange tint.
Amelia was gazing up at the chandeller hanging from the highest point of the ceiling when he walked her into the living room. The large mounted screen Immediately caught her eye. It shuffled through short clips of a small boy and girl and featured a few videos with an older woman who looked almost identical to them. The couch was decorated with throw pillows on opposite ends and a neatly folded blanket draped over the armrest. The pool table positioned behind the couch was the only thing that separated the room from the open kitchen, and in the corner of the room, an open sliding door revealed Damien’s office space.
Upon noticing the wall of bookcases, she felt compelled to enter. When she realized that her feet were moving on their own accord, she abruptly stopped in her tracks and turned to Damien with a sheepish smile.
Make yourself comfortable, he encouraged her. You’re free to go wherever you please here.
With his permission, she crossed the living room and entered the office. She randomly chose a book from the shelf and studied the cover. It was bent at the corners, and the spine was worn out and partially torn.
That is my favorite, he said, appearing beside her. I’ve been meaning to replace it, but it holds too much sentimental value.
She grazed the embossed letters with her fingertips and smiled. I have a hard time letting go of books too.
You must enjoy reading.
Very much, she told him. Her smile faltered, but she quickly bowed her head before he noticed the change in her demeanor. I was the quiet kid whose friends were books. My mom got so mad at me for missing my senior prom that she burned my entire collection.
Damien frowned. That’s an overreaction to missing a high school dance.
My mom overreacts to everything, she said, laughing, although he could tell that she hadn’t done so out of humor.
He could sense that she was uncomfortable, and as much as he wanted to hear more about her mother, he decided not to dig into that wound. Instead, he asked What were you reading before l
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mother, ne decided not to dig into that wound. Instead, ne asked what were you reading berore i picked you up?
He already knew the answer to that question. He had seen the book enough times in law school to recognize it from a mile away, but he wanted to distract her from a memory that obviously still affected her.
It’s a book of legal terms and definitions, she answered. Vaughn insists that I memorize it.
He raised a brow. Is that required for your role?
I’m his legal assistant, she said, shrugging. It comes in handy for some daily tasks.
Some?
He’s been asking me to take on a few administrative tasks outside my scope of work, she explained. She could tell this made Damien unhappy because he deeply frowned. I’ve learned a lot.
I’m sure you had to, he remarked. I’ve known Vaughn a long time, and I’d hate to think he was taking advantage of you.
He isn’t the best employer, but he was the only person willing to take a chance on a newly graduated pre–law student and offer a livable wage.
Damien hummed, unconvinced by her testimony. There are far better opportunities with better
employers.
She placed the book on the shelf and picked up a new one. She was immediately taken aback by the image on the cover, but she didn’t react. It featured a woman’s head between her partner’s thighs, licking her unshaven pussy as she gazed up at her unpictured face. Amelia chewed on her lip and crossed one leg over the other, clenching her thighs until she felt the pressure on her clit.
Dinner with the Servant was written by Evelyn Monroe, he explained to her. He took the book from her hands and sat in the chair at his desk, abandoning the book by his open laptop. She enacted every intimate scene for accuracy, and when she was rejected by a major publishing house, she decided to self publish.
He gestured for her to join him at his desk. When she approached, he slid both hands underneath her skirt and hiked it around her waist, exposing the red and pink lace panties underneath. She held her breath as he kissed her over the fabric and dragged her hands over the protruding muscles in his
back.
I taught Evelyn everything she needed to know about being a sub, he told Amelia. She gasped when he pressed a finger against her clit and began moving it in circular motions. I can teach you too.
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moner, ne decided not to dig into that wound, instead, he asked what were you reading before i picked you up?
He already knew the answer to that question. He had seen the book enough times in law school to recognize it from a mile away, but he wanted to distract her from a memory that obviously still affected her.
It’s a book of legal terms and definitions, she answered. Vaughn Insists that I memorize it.
He raised a brow. Is that required for your role?
I’m his legal assistant, she said, shrugging. It comes in handy for some daily tasks.
Some?
He’s been asking me to take on a few administrative tasks outside my scope of work, she explained. She could tell this made Damien unhappy because he deeply frowned. I’ve learned a lot.
I’m sure you had to, he remarked. I’ve known Vaughn a long time, and I’d hate to think he was taking advantage of you.
He isn’t the best employer, but he was the only person willing to take a chance on a newly graduated pre–law student and offer a livable wage.
Damien hummed, unconvinced by her testimony. There are far better opportunities with better employers.
She placed the book on the shelf and picked up a new one. She was immediately taken aback by the image on the cover, but she didn’t react. It featured a woman’s head between her partner’s thighs, licking her unshaven pussy as she gazed up at her unpictured face. Amelia chewed on her lip and crossed one leg over the other, clenching her thighs until she felt the pressure on her clit..
Dinner with the Servant was written by Evelyn Monroe, he explained to her. He took the book from her hands and sat in the chair at his desk, abandoning the book by his open laptop. She enacted every intimate scene for accuracy, and when she was rejected by a major publishing house, she decided to self publish.
He gestured for her to join him at his desk. When she approached, he slid both hands underneath her skirt and hiked it around her waist, exposing the red and pink lace panties underneath. She held her breath as he kissed her over the fabric and dragged her hands over the protruding muscles in his
back.
I taught Evelyn everything she needed to know about being a sub, he told Amelia. She gasped when he pressed a finger against her clit and began moving it in circular motions. I can teach you too.
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Do you still play with her? she asked through uneven breaths.
Damien gazed up at her and smirked. Would it bother you If I said yes?
She quietly moaned when he pulled her panties aside and grazed her clit. She was wet, and the evidence was on his fingers.
Well, would it? he asked again. He was watching her, studying the expressions on her face as he pleasured her. Because it’d bother me if you were playing with someone else.
She gasped. She wasn’t sure if she had done so because she was surprised by his statement or if he had struck a sensitive nerve on her clit. She didn’t have time to dwell on it because he was picking her up with one arm to sit her on the edge of his desk. As he continued petting her wet pussy, he wrapped a hand around her decorated neck, choking her.
Tell me, sweet girl. Will you be playing with anyone else while you’re mine?
She whimpered. She wanted to tell him how painful it was to have him press the diamond necklace into her skin, but she found pleasure in his aggression. She answered him with the shake of her head and lifted her leg, propping it over his shoulder.
No, she replied through a quivering breath..
Satisfied with her answer, Damien turned his head to kiss her leg and removed his hand from under her skirt. She gaped at him with wide, panicking eyes, but he only smiled at her and pulled her sweater over her head before discarding it on the floor. She wore only a matching red bralette underneath. It hardly supported her round breasts that spilled out of her undergarment, but he found comfort in the softness when he laid his head on her chest and lowered the fabric, exposing a protruding nipple.
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kneaded her in his hand and took a nipple into his mouth, licking and sucking it until she was writhing with pleasure. She wanted to feel his tongue on her clit instead, so she cupped the back of his head and pushed him down.
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Damien fell to his knees. He didn’t know why he did it. All he knew was that he wanted a taste of pussy, and he wouldn’t deny himself of such delicacy.
As he uncovered his meal by pulling her panties past her legs, his teeth sank into the back of her knee, nibbling and sucking on her skin. Amelia inhaled sharply, surprised to find that the area was so sensitive and responsive to his touch.
Damien, she whispered, cupping the back of his head.
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He clicked his tongue in dismay and reached for her hands. As he retrieved his tie from his pocket, he pushed her hands above her head and bound them together with the soft fabric, restraining her. No touching.
She released a quivering breath and tried to look at him, but his face was completely hidden barn her thighs. His mouth watered as he watched the pulsing of her entrance and the pink skin of
her aching pussy stretch as he dragged his finger along her lips. Eager for a taste, he lowered his mouth to her clit and kissed it.
The gentle touch made Amelia arch her back off the desk, but he laid a hand on her navel, pushing her down as he flicked her clit with his tongue. She responded with a low moan and tried to bring her hands down when he started to fuck her clit with long and torturously slow strokes. She was immediately reprimanded with a spank on her ass. This forced her knees together, but Damien roughly pried them apart again and teased her entrance with a finger.
The juices of her pussy and the saliva from his mouth stained the mahogany underneath her, but he couldn’t be bothered with the mess, not when he wanted to drown in her sweet nectar. So, he pushed a finger inside her and fucked her slowly.
The sounds from her mouth sounded like a choir. From the breathless moans to the low notes being sung into the air, Damien was completely and utterly enamored. Wanting to hear more of her, he curled his finger, pressing hard against her wall as he repeatedly thrusted into her until the moans turned to pleading cries.
She was close to her release. He could feel it in the way she clenched around him, but he couldn’t let her cum, not when she hadn’t earned it. Just as she managed to free herself from his tie, he roughly pulled his hand away and separated his mouth from her clit.
Damien! she cried. She watched in disbelief as he stood up and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. What are you doing?
He didn’t respond as he forced his finger into her mouth. Amelia reluctantly tasted herself and tried not to gag when he shoved his finger down her throat. Pleased with her obedience, he smiled and rewarded her with a kiss on the cheek.
Good girl, he whispered. He dragged his lips to her ear and quietly breathed into it. Let’s get you cleaned up. dup
She pulled her skirt down to cover herself and sat up, but Damien clicked his tongue at her and pulled her skirt off, tossing it aside.
I didn’t finish, she told him with a frown.
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turned to pleading cries.
She was close to her release. He could feel it in the way she clenched around him, but he couldn’t let her cum, not when she hadn’t earned it. Just as she managed to free herself from his tie, he roughly pulled his hand away and separated his mouth from her clit.
Damien! she cried. She watched in disbelief as he stood up and wiped his mouth with the back of
his hand. What are you doing?
He didn’t respond as he forced his finger into her mouth. Amelia reluctantly tasted herself and tried not to gag when he shoved his finger down her throat. Pleased with her obedience, he smiled and rewarded her with a kiss on the cheek.
Good girl, he whispered. He dragged his lips to her ear and quietly breathed into it. Let’s get you cleaned up.
She pulled her skirt down to cover herself and sat up, but Damien clicked his tongue at her and pulled her skirt off, tossing it aside.
I didn’t finish, she told him with a frown.
I know, he said nonchalantly. Suddenly, a smirk appeared on his face as he cupped her solemn face in his hands, caressing it. And now you know what happens when you don’t behave.
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