Book 1: Chapter 9
Damien found himself outside Amelia’s office earlier than he had anticipated. To his surprise, she was already sitting on the bench outside, awaiting his arrival. She was reading a book when he pulled up along the curb and exited the vehicle. She didn’t notice him until he cleared his throat.
Amelia looked up from her book and quickly shut it when she saw him. He stood over her with an extended hand, which she took to pull herself up.
Damien, she greeted.
She was still wearing the same jacket and knitted top from this morning that was partially tucked into her black skirt, but there was a noticeable difference. When he realized that a particular piece of jewelry was missing, he scowled and crossed his arms over his chest.
Where’s your collar? he demanded to know.
Amelia touched her bare neck and quietly gasped when she realized her mistake. She had forgotten to put her necklace on before leaving her office.
It’s here, she told him as she returned to the bench for her purse. She blindly dug inside and winced when she felt a diamond nick her finger. She tried to hide the pain as she removed it from her bag and presented it to him.
With a grunt, he took it from her and secured it around her neck. I told you to keep it on. You’ll be punished later for disobeying.
She swallowed hard. She didn’t know how his gruff and husky voice could make her panties. damp. I’m sorry, Damien.
He didn’t react to her meek apology. Instead, he took her hand in his and examined the small cut in her finger. It was bleeding. Maybe I should get you a collar that won’t hurt you.
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She shook her head, despite the heavy stones around her neck. I like this one.
He smirked. My sweet girl likes diamonds?
She didn’t expect to blush. Embarrassed by her reaction, she bowed her head to hide her face, but Damien lifted it as he retrieved the pocket square from his breast pocket.
A good dom always takes care of his sub, he explained as he wiped her finger with the small piece. of fabric. If he wants to keep you, he’ll spoil you with gifts, his time, and his attention. He’ll take care of
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A good dom always takes care of his sub, he explained as he wiped her finger with the small piece of fabric. If he wants to keep you, he’ll spoil you with gifts, his time, and his attention. He’ll take care of
you.
He kissed her finger and met her dark eyes. She immediately felt weak in the knees, and if his arm hadn’t circled around her waist at that exact moment, she would have collapsed. As she held onto his arms for support, he tucked the pocket square away then and bowed his head, pressing his lips to her
ear.
Are you ready for your lesson now, Amelia?
She shivered. He had said her name on multiple occasions, but feeling it vibrate against her skin made her react differently. Yes, Damien.
Satisfied with her response, he walked her over to the vehicle and opened the passenger door for her. Once she was inside, she placed her bag in the backseat as he made his way to the driver side and then entered. He glanced at her and sat for a moment, waiting for regret to set in with her. But it didn’t, so he pulled off.
Their destination wasn’t far. Damien had already taken Amelia there before, so the route felt familiar to her as they navigated the busy city traffic. After a few quiet minutes on the road, he pulled up to Red Robyn’s and parked the car in front of the restaurant.
Amelia tried to open the door, but Damien hastily reached over and pulled it shut. Aren’t we going
Inside?
You shouldn’t be opening your own doors, he said, clicking his tongue. That’s not unique to subs. That’s just for you to know.
He didn’t wait for a response before exiting the vehicle. He walked around to her side and held a hand up to the valet to prevent him from approaching. Then he opened the passenger door and inhaled sharply when Amelia gazed up at him from over her lashes. He felt as though he was seeing her for the first time again, and he wanted to capture the image of her face and innocent smile in his memory forever.
But he couldn’t, so he shook his head at himself, as if doing so would clear his mind from such a thought, and then offered her his hand. He was gentle with her small and delicate hand as he helped her out of the car. He was still holding it when he shut the door and then handed his keys to the valet.
After retrieving a ticket, he walked Amelia into the restaurant, but they didn’t make it very far because they stopped in front of the man guarding the private dining room only a few feet from the
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He was completely impassive even when the woman awaiting entry stood on her toes and whispered seductively into his ear. Without reacting to her, he handed her a red ribbon and gestured for her to enter the room. Once she disappeared Inside, he turned his attention to Damien and Amelia.
Welcome back, he said to the pair. Will you be observing or participating tonight?
Participating, Damlen answered.
www.yes
widened, but she didn’t say anything as she accepted a piece of red ribbon from the man. She stared at it blankly. She knew where it belonged, but she wasn’t sure she could tie it around herself with confidence when Damien had secured his ribbon in a matter of seconds.
Sensing this, he took the ribbon from her and tied it around her wrist. You’ll never get what you want if you don’t ask for it.
Amelia nodded, as if to tell him that she understood. When he released her, she began fidgeting
W the ribbon, twisting it around her wrist. This made Damien lightly chuckle to himself as they
entered the room together.
Immediately, Amelia was faced with a couple sharing dessert while the male partner thrusted into the woman sitting atop the table. Despite the graphic nature of their act, she couldn’t stop watching even when Damien placed his hand on the small of her back and guided her further into the room.
ear.
The Cave sometimes hosts participants who get a little too carried away, he said quietly into her
She looked down at the floor once the couple was out of sight. Is that what this place is called
the Cave?
even
He nodded. As you can tell, it’s pretty popular.
Amelia looked around. Nearly every table was occupied by participants or observers. She was
surprised to find a large party dining together while two women laid on top of their table, pleasuring themselves. Upon further inspection, she realized that none of the patrons had a ribbon around their wrists. They were simply eating.
Eating together is an intimate act, Damien explained as he watched her curiously study the group.
She bit her lip. What purpose do those women serve?
Entertainment, he replied. They enjoy being watched, and those diners enjoy watching, but don’t worry, sweet girl. We won’t be doing any of that tonight. We’re just here to eat.
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That’s a shame, she murmured.
He laughed and then cupped a hand over her ass, squeezing it. The unexpected contact made her gasp, but it quickly turned to a quiet moan when he pinned her to his front and pressed his erect cock between her cheeks. I’d rather have you for dinner, but we haven’t reached that part of your training yet.
She didn’t have time to think of a clever response before he could release her. He smiled victoriously at the blush he had put on her cheeks and then took her hand, pulling her toward an unoccupied table. He untied the string around her waist and removed her jacket before hanging it
behind a chair.
Sit in my lap, he demanded as he seated himself first. He could sense her hesitation, so he pulled her in at the waist and forced her into his lap. As cute as you are when you’re nervous, you’ll have to get used to taking orders from your dom.
Welcome, a woman said, appearing by the table. She was wearing a white button down top and a short pleated skirt, and her name tag read Servant, much to Amelia’s surprise. She didn’t look at the pair as she poured water from a glass pitcher into the flutes on the table. Tonight, participants are served bruschetta to start. You can choose between a bottle of the house wine or the Albariño to pair with the oysters as the main course and your choice of dessert. Will you require any substitutions?
Damien looked to Amelia who shook her head. No, and we’ll take the Albariño. Thank you.
I’ll be back with your appetizer shortly, the waitress said before turning to leave.
Once they were alone again, Damien placed both hands on Amelia’s waist and adjusted her position on his lap. Immediately, his cock responded to her round ass grinding against him, but he
ignored it.
Have you ever been fed before? he asked.
She shook her head to answer.
you
Good, he said. This will be a new experience for you, and I want you to enjoy it. So, if are uncomfortable at any point, you must tell me.
Do we need a safe word? I’ve always assumed you needed one.
Best practice is to establish that with your dom early on, he told her. He apologetically smiled when she shamefully looked down. I failed to mention that. I’m sorry, sweet girl. What would you like to use for our safe word?
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I’d stop, he answered. He studied her face, but she was expressionless. You never have to feel like you can’t say that word to me. You hold all the power, Amelia.
She furrowed her brows, confused. I do?
All submissives do, he said, nodding. Your dominant can command you, but he can never force you to do anything you aren’t comfortable with.
But what if I didn’t mean it?
He smiled but not mockingly or teasingly. That’s usually the reason for establishing a safe word. But with me, anything that equates the word no means no.
She nodded, accepting his answer. I’m not sure what I’d choose.
That’s okay, he assured her. For now, we don’t need a word, but you have to speak up.
Okay, she said.
Despite agreeing, she still looked concerned. So, Damien cupped the back of her neck and pulled her in, pressing his forehead against hers, as if to offer her a moment of comfort. He breathed her in and quietly groaned when her subtle vanilla scent filled his lungs. He was completely intoxicated by her, and he would have thoughtlessly kissed away the worried look on her face if it weren’t for the waitress returning to their table.
Your bruschetta and Albariño, the woman said as she arranged the table to fit the dish and bottle of wine. She set two wine glasses on the table and poured from the bottle. Enjoy.
Damien thanked the waitress and waited for her to leave before removing the tie around his neck. Amelia watched him curiously and grazed her fingers along the soft material when he presented it to
her.
I’d like to blindfold you, he told her. It heightens the rest of your senses. Is that okay with you?
She nodded. She didn’t want to admit that she found the idea thrilling, but he assumed so when she eagerly picked up his tie and placed it over her eyes. He lightly chuckled as he secured the fabric and then picked up a piece of the bruschetta.
He held it to her lips, enticing her with the aroma of fresh basil and garlic. When you taste this, I don’t want you worrying about a mess. That’s the last thing I care about.
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Amelia felt her pussy clech upon hearing those words and opened her mouth. She moaned as she bit into her food and tried to wipe the corner of her mouth when she felt something stick to her.
He swatted her hand away and clicked his tongue in dismay. What did I just say?
He roughly grabbed her chin and turned her to him, although she couldn’t see through the tie. Other doms wouldn’t show as much mercy. Now, let’s try again.
She opened her mouth again to accept the food. This time, when she felt pieces of the toppings. fall, she didn’t react to it. This seemed to please Damien because he rewarded her by licking the droppings off her lips, catching her off guard.
I wonder if this tastes as good as you, he said before taking a bite of the food. Then he shook his head, displeased. As expected, it doesn’t.
She bit into her lip. She wanted to respond, but he had already put her glass to her lips, encouraging her to sip from it. The wine was dry and bitter on her tongue, making her grimace.
Spit it out, he ordered.
Amelia swallowed the liquid, ignoring his command.
Naughty girl, he said, grunting. He coiled her hair around his hand and pulled her head back. Open your mouth.
She did as she was told and pried her lips apart. Unexpectedly, cold water filled her mouth, washing away the bitterness of the wine, but she held it in her mouth this time.
That’s the second time you disobeyed, he told her. He tugged on her hair, forcing a low moan out of her. That wine might not be the only thing you swallow tonight.
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