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Mine Ch. 04

By: *Eve*



“What are you doing here?” Narissa asked. Jake seemed to be everywhere today.

“I had an appointment. This is a law firm isn’t it?”

“Your lawyer is in this building? Which attorney did you see?” She interrogated.

“You’re awful curious today aren’t you?” He spoke indulgently, almost as if he were speaking to a child.

“Why shouldn’t I be, you keep popping up everywhere. Besides, you never mentioned that your lawyer was in the same building that I worked in.”

“You never asked. Do you need a ride?” He asked giving her a devilish grin.

“No thank you.” She wasn’t about to let him off the hook so easily this time. She didn’t have the patience at the moment to deal with his secretiveness. 

The casual smile fell from his face. “Why not? You’re standing in the middle of the sidewalk with an armload of stuff. You live twenty minutes from here by car, and who knows when the next bus will be by. Stop being so stubborn.” He chided. When put like that, Jake had a point. It was just a ride wasn’t it? When he saw her wavering, he smiled again dazzling her with its brilliance. “I won’t bite.”

Her head said no, but her heart was screaming yes. One last time couldn’t hurt, she decided. “Okay, thank you.” He took her heavy load from her arms and escorted her across the street to a navy blue Cadillac Escalade. “How many cars do you have?” she asked.

“Four.” He answered as he let her into the SUV. “How about lunch?” He asked as he started his car.

“Whatever.” She shrugged casually, with a nonchalance that she didn’t feel. Over lunch she would tell him that she wouldn’t be seeing him anymore. It was for the best.

They drove for a while in silence before Narissa began to wonder where they were. She had never seen this area before. “Where are we going?”

“Some place private.” He answered vaguely.

“Where?” Narissa persisted.

“It’s a surprise. We’ll be there in about ten minutes. Sit back and enjoy the view.” He ordered.

Narissa sighed. She was really too tired to argue, so she leaned back in the leather seat and watched as the houses became fewer and far between. Finally Jake made a turn into what Narissa thought were the woods, but there seemed to be a path that Jake was following. Holy shit. Where was he taking her? She was on the verge of panicking when she spotted a house. It wasn’t actually a house, but a mansion. Its beauty took her breath away. The mansion looked like something straight out of Lifestyles of the Rich and the Famous.

‘Do you live here?” Narissa asked in wonder.

“Yes. Do you like it?”

“It’s beautiful Jake.” She answered sincerely.

“I’ll take that as a yes.” He grinned.

“Of course. Anyone would love a place like this.” She remembered that they were suppose to be going to lunch. “Jake, I thought we were going to lunch. As nice as your house is, I have a lot of things to do.”

“We’re having lunch here. We can eat out on the terrace. I’m a great cook.”

“But..”

“No buts. Just enjoy. It’s not like you have work or school to go to.” He had a point, Narissa reckoned.

The inside of the house was just as gorgeous as the outside. It was a dream. “What would you like to eat?” He asked.

“I’m not that hungry really. Something light I guess.” She shrugged feeling distinctly uncomfortable now. Something he had just said was bothering her. 

“Well I guess I can make a couple of sandwiches but you’re missing out on all of my superior culinary skills.”

‘I’m sure you’ll get a chance with someone else.” She said snippily, remembering Jake’s blonde.

Jake gave her a long hard stare before saying anything “Would you like something to drink?”

“Water please.”

“We’re both adult here. I won’t tell anyone if you want something a bit stronger.” He teased.

“I don’t like the taste of alcohol, and when I’m really thirsty, I prefer water.”

“Okay. Why don’t you go out on the terrace and I will be out in a moment. Go through the living room and through the glass door.” He instructed.

While they ate lunch they chatted easily. Jake’s ancient Golden Retriever, Rusty sat at their feet. Narissa began to relax. Jake was at his most charming, making her laugh, and taking her mind off of her troubles. She let her guard down once again. “Would you like the grand tour?”

“Sure.” She agreed easily.

This house was really something else. Jake had an indoor and an outdoor pool, along with his own private screening room, five bedrooms and three and a half baths. Narissa went in and out of each room with delight. “You live here all by yourself?” She asked in amazement.

“In this house yes, but there is a little house on the estate where the housekeeper and her husband live. Olga and Sergei keep the house and the grounds pristine.”

“They have their work cut out for them, this place is huge.”

“I’m pretty self sufficient and for the most part, I clean up after myself. I have a cook that comes in twice a week to cook meals for me or when I entertain. Olga usually hires extra help when I have parties.”

“Do you entertain a lot?” Narissa was fascinated.

“Quite a bit actually. I have to in my line of work. I’m sure you’ll be at one of my parties.”

“I couldn’t really Jake. Actually there’s something I wanted to tell you. I don’t think it’s a good idea----” She was cut off.

“Something has been distressing you. Is it about your job?”

“Yes. Wait a minute! Earlier you mentioned me not having a job and school. How did you know?” She asked suspiciously.

“You told me of course. You also told me what your roommates did to you. Have you already forgotten?” He asked smoothly not batting an eye.

“I don’t remember telling you.” She said firmly, but the way he looked at her, made her uncertain. She was upset, maybe she did tell him without realizing it. He sounded so sure. How else would he know?

“You did my dear. Anyway, as you can see, I have lots of room here. You can stay with me as long as you want and I’m not expecting any rent either.” He offered.

“That’s really nice of you to offer but I don’t think so Jake. Actually I wanted to tell you that I think we should go our separate ways. You’ve been so nice to me but this is just too weird.”

“What do you mean?”

“What do you want from me? You’re rich and good-looking and I’m an unemployed nobody. Not only that; you never answer a straight question. I’ve been asked what you do for a living and you keep avoiding the question. Are you a drug lord or something?” She demanded.

“I didn’t know you felt that way. The truth is, some people are a little uneasy about what I do, but I guarantee, that it’s perfectly legal.” He assured.

“Uneasy about what. Please tell me.”

“Okay. You’re an adult. You should be able to handle it. Do you remember when, practically everyone in the dot come business was a millionaire?”

“Sure. Is that how you made your money? That’s nothing to be ashamed of.”

“I never said that I was ashamed of it. I said that what I do makes some people a little uneasy, but let me finish. Of course, you know what happened to all the dot coms. Just before the big crash, my partner and I argued over the direction of our website. I wanted to take on a more adult edge, and his ideas didn’t exactly coincide with mine so we went our separate ways. He bought out my shares and I sold all my stock. I became a very wealthy man. I then invested my money in a company that made specialty items. I opened up a few specialty shops selling their items, as well as launching another website selling them worldwide. I also have a mail order catalogue. It’s wildly successful.”

“Really?” Narissa asked impressed. “What’s it called?”

“Bound.”

“I’ve never heard of it. What kind of products for you sell?”

‘Adult toys.” He answered trying to read her expression.

“Oh.” Narissa said, too embarrassed to pursue the conversation any further. 

“Would you like me to show you to your room?” He asked slickly.

“I never said that I would stay here with you Jake.”

“But you will won’t you?” He asked softly, taking her face between his hands and dropping a kiss on her lips. Her knees went weak. How was it that this man could do this to her?

“ I saw you at the Wicked Burrito with someone else. Is that your girlfriend?” She blurted out wanting to know the answer to the question that had been on her mind since yesterday.

“That was Sonny. She does some modeling for the catalogue occasionally. It was a business lunch.”

“But she was all over you. It may have been a business lunch to you, but I think that she had other ideas.” Narissa observed.

“She’s like that with every man. Put her from your mind.”

Damn, she was a fool but something about this man turned her brain to mush. “Jake are you sure it’s okay for me to stay here. Just until I can find another place?” She asked tentatively.

“Take your time. There’s no rush. As a matter of fact, I would like you to stay for a while. I get lonely sometimes.” He smiled at her with a lost little boy look.

“Why Jake? I can’t imagine someone like you ever being lonely. You could have anyone you want.” She pointed out honestly. She felt her face grow hot at her admission.

“As flattering as that statement is, I have to disagree. You’re quite lovely and I want you. Haven’t you guessed that yet?”

“Me?”

“Yes you. Shall I show you? Should I show you how I’ve wanted you since I first saw you?”

“When you first saw me, I was black and blue.” She laughed unbelievingly. 

“I saw through that. Shut up so I can kiss you.” He said before lowering his lips to hers.

He pulled her close as he deepened the kiss slipping his tongue between her lips. His hand stroked her back as his other hand cupped the back of her head while taking a light grip of her hair. His tongue explored her mouth slowly savoring the taste of her. Narissa’s tongue tentatively moved forward to meet his and she grasped in surprise as his teeth nipped its tip. The grip he had on her hair tightened and Jake pulled her head back even further.

Narissa tried to pull away because the kiss was becoming more intense that anything she had ever experienced, but the hand on the back of her head held her firmly.

His pelvis grounded into hers and she came up against his hardness. His hand on her back moved lower to cup her well-rounded bottom, squeezing tightly. Narissa twisted her head to the side. “Jake please!” She begged, not sure if she was begging him to stop or continue.

“Don’t you want me too?” He asked seductively, not letting go of her hair, but trailing kisses along her jaw and the side of her neck. Narissa could feel her pussy throb. She had never felt like this before and it scared her. There were so many unanswered questions that she was still uneasy about but her body was burning up with wanting this man. She felt her head yanked back painfully. “Don’t you want me too?” He asked again.

“Yes!” She gasped. Tears welled up in her eyes at the pain he inflicted but her body would not allow her to deny him. His mouth covered hers once more. Without removing his mouth from hers, Jake scooped her up in his arms. By this time, Narissa was firmly under his spell.

Jake carried her upstairs and took her into one of the bedrooms. He laid her on the bed and covered her body with his. Jake’s teeth tugged at her lower lip biting down. “Ouch!” Narissa cried out but Jake gripped her faced and sucked on Narissa’s injured lip. His hands slipped in between their bodies and Narissa heard a loud rip. Jake trailed kisses along the side of her face and throat. The loud rip was her blouse that Jake tore asunder with his bare hands. In the next instant her bra befell the same fate. He hadn’t even bothered with the fastenings. With her bare chest exposed, he moved downward, kissing and licking her chest until he came to the valley of her small, pert breasts. He placed kisses around one breast before taking a hard nub between his lips, sucking ferociously.

Narissa squirmed beneath him. She was so hot between her legs that she couldn’t keep still. Never really a vocal person, she gasped, moaned and whimpered with pleasure at each new sensation. Her body was on fire. “Do you like that Narissa?” he asked lapping at her nipple with broad strokes of his tongue. Narissa could only moan. He bit on her nipple this time making her gasp with pain. “Do you like this?” He demanded this time making eye contact with her. He had an unreadable expression in his eyes, which made a very dark shade of green.

“Yes.” She answered more in fear. The bite had really hurt. Maybe he didn’t realize how rough he was being, but that bite was like a bucket of cold water thrown over her. “No more Jake.” She tried to push his body off of her. Jake’s hard body would not budge. 

“Don’t pull away from me.” He ordered in a voice that chilled her to her very soul.

“You’re scaring me Jake.” She whispered. He stilled looking into her wide brown eyes filled with fear. He leaned over and placed a kiss on her cheek.

“I’m sorry angel. I got carried away. Let me make it up to you.” And with that he began to plant kisses on her mouth and all over her face. He made a path of kisses from her neck to her navel. Narissa’s body began to tremble once more. Jake was a very skilled lover and he pulled no punches. He unbuckled her pants, and quickly disposed of them along with her panties. When Narissa was completely nude, Jake parted her thighs. 

‘Jake what are you doing?” Narissa tried to sit up but Jake’s strong hand pushed her back on the bed. Narissa wasn’t a terribly hairy person but she had never shaved or groomed her pubic hair, thinking that it wasn’t something that nice girls did. She was now embarrassed by her natural state although Jake didn’t seem to mind. She gasped as he placed his nose between her legs and took a strong whiff. “You smell delicious. I will enjoy tasting your pussy, angel.” He grinned at her.

Narissa shivered in anticipation. It was as if her body had a mind of its own. Jake’s fingers parted her labia before taking a long lick. His tongue caressed her clit in circular motions, slowly driving Narissa insane. He took the aching bud into his mouth and sucked hungrily, until Narissa was moaning loudly. Jake pulled back to look up at her. Narissa’s head was moving from side to side on the pillow. His fingers began to rub the outside of her dripping wet slit. He slipped a finger inside her juicy hole. Narissa’s body instinctively bucked against his finger.

“Tell me you want me.” He commanded. Narissa moaned. Her throat was dry and her body was calling out for all of him. “Tell me you want me or I’ll stop right now.”

Narissa didn’t want him to stop. “No. Please don’t stop.” She pleaded. Jake smiled wickedly. He was still fully clothed but he didn’t undress. He simply unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants. He pulled out a very erect penis. It was a monster. Narissa had only glimpsed at a couple on television since her former roommates were big fans of porn, but Jake’s cock was a lot larger than the ones that she had seen. If she were guessing, his cock was close to a foot.

Narissa knew that it would hurt like hell, but she was so fucking hot that she needed his cock inside of her to relieve the ache she felt. Jake placed the tip of his dick at the entrance of her tunnel.

“When I take you, there will be no going back angel. Is this what you want?” He asked. Narissa nodded. Her body could no longer take the wait. He leaned over and kissed her as he thrust forward forcefully. She ripped her mouth from his to omit a loud scream. The pain was excruciating. “Relax angel. You will get use to it.” 

She didn’t believe him. She wanted him to remove his freakishly large cock from inside of her. She bucked her hips to throw him off but it only served to drive him deeper into her. Tears welled up in her eyes. Jake kissed her tears gently and began to slowly move inside of her.

Although the movement was still painful, she could feel her body responding to the stimulation that Jake’s hands were giving to her nipples. Narissa’s body was torn between pleasure and pain. The amazing things Jake did with his hands made her tingle to the tips of her toes, but the pain of his large pole shoving in and out of her became torturous as it continued.

If she could close her eyes she could focus on the pleasure and not the pain but each time she shut her eyes, he would ram his cock harder into her. “Keep your eyes open angel. I want to see the look in your eyes while I’m inside of you.” He said menacingly while he caressed her body. As he continued to move within her, Narissa began to feel raw. After several minutes Jake shuddered against her and gripped her thighs tightly. “Oh my God. You’re so goddamn tight angel. You feel so good.” He praised as he came inside of her with one last powerful thrust. 

Narissa felt as if he would rip her in two. This no longer felt good, and she had a pretty good idea that he knew it. Why would he bring her body to the heights of pleasure only to hurt her? If this was what sex was like, she didn’t want anymore to do with it. She tried to hold the tears back, but they escaped from the corner of her eyes. She didn’t think she had ever cried so much in her life.

“I know it was painful for your first time angel, but you will get use to my ways. You made my cock harder that it’s ever been. I think we will be very good together.” He murmured as he pressed kiss on her neck.

“Jake, let me up please. I would like to get dressed.” She tried to push him away, but he seemed to have other ideas. He wouldn’t budge.

“What exactly do you propose to wear? Your shirt and bra are no longer useful.”

“Why did you do that? Why did you rip my clothes like that?”

“I couldn’t help myself. I’ve waited a long time for you Narissa.” He said in an odd sort of voice.

‘Jake, let me up right now. If you can lend me a shirt I would appreciate it. I want to leave.” She persisted. There was no way she could stay with him after this. She was seeing a side of him that was perhaps there all along but she was too dumb to acknowledge it.

A malevolent look came across Jake’s face and before Narissa knew it, her face was clenched roughly in his hands. “You don’t seem to get it Narissa,” he sneered “You are not going anywhere. Ever. When you gave yourself to me, you became mine. You are mine!” Jake hissed the words through clenched teeth.

Narissa thought she had been scared before, but now she knew what true fear was. 

To be continued…

Mine! Ch. 04



*You guys, yes you hate me for making you wait, yes this entry is short, yes there is no excuse, but I started a new series and I'm finishing Tame the Untamable. So sue me lol. Thanks again to my editor, your awesome hun, she added some things to the story hope you guys like.!!!!<3

Ta ta for now,

Chyna Marie*

*

Years before...

"Blake and Michael I swear I will kick both of your asses to kingdom come if you do not give that back to me NOW!" I screamed at them as they threw my favorite stuffed teddy bear my boyfriend had won for me at the fair last night. God, it was an everyday thing with those two, they were Always taking things from me that Any boy that seemed as if they liked me gave to me!!! First, it was my pink fuzzy handcuffs from my room, then the riding crop, now my bear!!I was so sick of them and their antics of destroying my gifts from admirers-they are such Haters, yet womanizers in their own right!!!

"Little one, it's so much fun to see you flustered and angry because of our love for you and desire to keep you from the clutches of men that mean to do you harm while trying to get into your pants; with all of their sweet gestures of gifts and what nots'. We know them to be what they are-games to get your gem." Michael teased as he caught the bear. I literally felt as if I was going to charge him and tackle him to the ground and kick his teeth out. Though Michael was bigger than me, stronger than me, and much taller than me, I honestly believed I had a chance of causing some damage, not much but some which would give me a sense of satisfaction that I had knocked him off of his high horse for a change.

"What kind of stuff does this boy have in store for you we wonder?" Blake asked as he sat down on my bed, playing with the fuzzy handcuffs he had previously placed in his back pocket. I shook my head, blushing as I thought about the sweet and naughty things that had been whispered to me nightly over the phone and promised at the fair last night. I didn't want to answer. The admission would lead me to a lifetime of ridicule from these two that I couldn't stand to bear on top of everything else.

"None of your fucking business." I snapped as I snatched my hand cuffs away from him. His eyes narrowed, his nose flaring as he let out a deep breath.

"What part of, 'you are mine' did you not understand, Bailey? I made it perfectly clear at graduation, did you allow your boyfriend to take the precious gift that we both know you are saving for me? If so, I will kill him, maybe I'll let you watch." He said with disgust. I gasped as I felt what he said down to my toes, knowing that he was Very serious about me being his and his alone! Though he felt that he could date and sleep with women as much as he wanted to and I was not allowed to say anything to him about this part of his screwed up thinking.

"Blake, that was too much." Michael muttered as he ran a hand through his hair roughly as he began to get embarrassed for me. Blake's eyes were on mine, daring me, challenging me and all I could feel was nausea and sweat began to pour off of me as I looked at the man that I had dreamed of for years. Threats in both of our families were not taken lightly. Once it was said, there was too much pride to take it back and all of us knew Blake was deadly serious.

"Blake, it's none of your business what Matt and I do behind closed doors and how dare you threaten him! Do you see me threatening to kill your current girlfriend Rafi? No,you don't because I do not claim what I don't have and Blake you will never have me you pompous jerk!" Blake abruptly stood up, gripped my arm and pulled me close. His free hand gripped my chin, positioning it to the point I had no choice, but to look at him.

"Blake!" Michael shouted, but was quickly silenced with a look from Blake. Once his attention was trained on me again, I could barely hide the cringe. He was pissed!

"L'ha fatto o lei non ha lasciato quel ragazzo la fotte?" He yelled at me, as he moved towards me until his lips were just an inch from mine.

"No, I did not let him fuck me, are you happy now?" I screamed back at him, struggling to get away from him. His gripped tightened causing me to whimper from the pain that he was causing me, yet he did not seem to care.

"Yes, I am happy, Bailey, but know this, let that prick touch you in the ways you dream of me touching you and his death will be on your hands. Try me, Bailey." And with that he jerked away from me and was out the door, Michael on his tail, as he looked back at me with a look of pity on his face and mouthed the words, "I'm Sorry Bailey" to me.

I couldn't breathe, I couldn't think. I found myself falling to the floor and crying uncontrollably, knowing that even though I loved Blake with a passion, I could never be his due to the fact he would never remain faithful, and his double standards would be the death of me or I would be the death of him-physically.

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PRESENT

"Why are you so obsessed with Bailey? Ever since we were kids, you always claimed her even when you had someone else?" I heard Michael yell over me. I found myself in his arms as I came too, but I also knew Blake was there as well. So, as nosy as I am I pretended to be unconscious still.

"Because she is Mine! I love her and she knows that." Michael let out a humorless laugh.

"That's why you are married to someone else, right? You've been married for three years and now that you find her and she's in trouble, you want to be this controlling, possessive brute. What is wrong with you? Why must you put her through this shit? She moved away because of you, can't you see she doesn't want you anymore?"

"Watch it brother." Blake warned, as his heart jumped at the thought of Bailey not wanting to be with him anymore.

"No, I'm tired of being the brother who keeps his fucking mouth shut around you and the family when you are wrong. My best friend had to leave for three years because of my brother. She's my sister, Blake and I protect my family. Keep hurting her and I'll make sure you will never be able to find her."

"Is that a threat little brother?"

"No, it's a fucking promise. You try to break her little by little every time she sees you, but you don't notice these things because you automatically think she'll fall at your knees and wait for your commands. She's not a fucking dog and I will not sit here and allow you to do this to her." Things were getting a little too heated for my taste, time for me to wake up. My eyes fluttered open and I couldn't help, but gasp. I hadn't realized how close the brother's were to me, Blake's chest was just a hair away from touching my cheek.

"Michael? What's going on?" I asked, clearing my throat at the husky sound that passed through my lips. Michael looked down at me and smiled a really sad smile at me. My heart hurt seeing the genuine care he had for me. It made me sad that he was the one who was defending my honor because it wasn't his job. I didn't want to come between the two of them, but somehow I always do.

I wiggled in his arms waiting to get free, but Michael wouldn't budge. He didn't want to let me go, his thoughts were of me falling back into the trap of Bailey and Blake running routine circles around each other, me away from him, him running after me. I couldn't blame him, glancing a look at Blake who had the same sad look on his face, if he would have let me down I would have wrapped my arms around Blake to comfort him, when in reality I was the one who needed comfort.

"Bailey I-" Blake began, but my glare silenced him for once in his life.

"Do not talk to me! You're married, you biased fucker! How dare you come to France and find me, only to find out that you're already a taken man, but how am I not surprised. You always had someone Blake, and I was always the one who didn't care. Oh how naïve of me!"

"Bailey please I-" He started to say to me again.

"No, there is nothing for you to say to me. I don't fuck with married men, I don't fuck with men who have girlfriends either. So, Blake just fuck off!" I buried my head in Michael's chest, wishing Blake would just leave, but knowing Blake, having the last word was the annoying factor about him.

"I'll leave now, Bailey, but trust me I'll be back. The next time you'll see me I'll be divorced and no one, I mean no one, not even my brother will be able to keep me from you." I jumped as the door slammed. I wondered how long it would take Blake to come back to me, while secretly hoping that it wasn't that long. Loving him and being in love with him seemed to be the ticking time bomb towards my death, if I did not learn to love without him and love myself I might just fall to pieces...literally.



Mine Ch. 05



Narissa had fainted. Again. Fainting was becoming a regular occurrence for her. Jake finally got off of Narissa. He stood over the bed admiring her motionless body. She was beautiful. Her virgin pussy had been so tight that he nearly came inside of her the minute he entered her. Blood and seamen oozed down the inside of her thighs. The site of his essence on her body made his cock stir once more. 

He knew that he had inflicted pain on her, but that couldn’t be helped. He wanted her so damn badly, besides, she would grow accustom to him and his size. He would be gentle the next time, he decided: but only if she behaved herself. He smirked to himself at the thought of what lay ahead.

He crossed the bedroom to the dresser and pulled out two pair of padded handcuffs. Jake secured one of Narissa’s wrist to the bedpost with one cuff and then he repeated the action with her other wrist so that her arms were stretched out above her head. Jake stood back to admire her dark body, which was glistening with sweat. The look she had in those chocolate brown eyes as he fucked her was more that he had hoped for. Her eyes were filled with desire, pain, and fear. The fear was especially important. It would keep her bound to him. It seemed as if he had been waiting for her for a very long time. Narissa was his. She was his to use and fuck however he chose. 

Jacob Phillip Daniels, was thirty-nine years old, worth millions, and had the looks that any Hollywood leading man would kill for. The ladies loved him from a very early age. He was initiated into he mysteries of sex at the early age of twelve by his seventeen-year-old babysitter. Heather Denton was her name. Jake remembered looking forward to his parents’ outings because he knew that he and Heather would screw for hours. She had been a cute girl, with red hair and freckles all over her body. Jake had once tried to kiss every single one. It was only after his parents had come home early one night that things ended. Jake’s mother had caught them in the act. Mrs. Daniels had thrown a hysterical fit. Jake’s mother had always been extremely uptight, which was why Mr. Daniels constantly strayed. 

Jake took after his father Bill. Boys would be boys. Mary Daniels had wanted Heather thrown in jail for corrupting her ‘poor innocent baby”, but as Heather was still a minor there wasn’t a lot they could do. About a month after the incident, Heather was sent down south to live with an aunt.

After Heather, Marcia came along. Marcia was a bit of a geek. She was very plain and dressed conservatively, which was the reason Mary entrusted Marcia with her precious son. Within a few weeks, Marcia was in Jake’s bed. Marcia was little tough to crack in the beginning, but using the tricks that Heather taught him, Marcia was putty in his young hands. She especially loved having her pussy eaten. She was pretty wild for such a mouse. The fact that he grew too old for babysitters did not end his supply of ready pussy.

It was around his junior year in college when he met Lacey. She was a party girl. She had the most unbelievable body with the hugest set of knockers he had ever laid eyes on. Her long honey blonde hair that she wore loose hung down to her slim waist. There wasn’t a man on campus who didn’t want to fuck her senseless, and being the slut that she was, several of the guys got a shot. Jake took her out on a couple of dates, and other things, only to be told by Lacey that they weren’t sexually compatible. He was stunned by the revelation having been told all his life what a good lover he was. 

It was only after finding out through a mutual friend that Lacey enjoyed the bondage thing, Jake understood. He had tied up a couple of girls before but it was never really a big deal. It had always been just another form of foreplay to him. He wanted another shot at Lacey, if only to prove to her that he was good in bed. 

He began to do some research on the BDSM lifestyle. The more he read about it, the more he liked it. Soon, anything he could get his hands on about it such as books, magazines, and movies, he collected. It came to a point where he was obsessed with it. It wasn’t just the sex that appealed to him, it was the power of control of another human being. The thought of control was like an aphrodisiac to him. 

He would visit clubs that catered to people who enjoyed the BDSM lifestyle. He met several women who were eager to teach him how to be a sub and how to be a Master. He learned that you couldn’t be a successful Master if you didn’t understand the dynamics of being a Master. Although being a sub wasn’t his favorite thing, he was a quick study. It wasn’t long before he had subs of his own, who fulfilled his every sexual whim.

It took nearly a year since their parting, but he eventually coaxed Lacey back into his bed. Lacey was the perfect sub, obedient and easily aroused. For a year they experienced a Master, sub relationship but Jake soon learned that he enjoyed control outside of the bedroom just as much. Lacey was only a slut behind closed doors. They soon parted ways, but there were several women who followed. He met women who liked to be dominated in bed, and some of them even enjoyed being dominated outside of bed but not to the degree that he fantasized about. 

Several years later after quitting a dead-end job, he went into business with his friend Tim to take advantage of the dot com boom. They created a specialty shop online that sold novelty items. From the beginning they fought over the direction of where the site should go. Jake wanted to sell items that specialized in the BDSM lifestyle but Tim was adamant against it. After a year of butting heads, Jake sold out to his partner. He walked away a very wealthy man.

He immediately cashed in his stocks to get the immediate capital that he needed to begin his business the way he saw fit. Jake started out small, working with a distributor who made the products. He created a catalogue that sold the items, and though his several contacts, he built his clientele. Soon he was designing his own products and getting several patents. His business took several years to build, but it exceeded his wildest dreams. He had one of the largest adult themed companies in the world. 

When he got his business to where he wanted it to be, he took a backseat in the running of the company, relying on his trusted staff to take care of things for him. He rarely went into the office anymore. The main thing he did now in regards for his business was designing new toys to distribute. Tim now ran the operating part of the business and Jake kept in contact with him once a week to make sure there were no snags in the business. It was ironic how Tim had to humble himself for a job, after the big dot com crash. Lucky for Tim, that Jake didn’t hold a grudge. 

With his wealth, Jake bought his parents a ten-acre estate in Florida, mainly to keep his mother out of his hair. He saw them only on holidays. Thank goodness. He bought himself a house where there wasn’t a neighbor for miles away. He had the house, the cars and the women, but yet, he wasn’t happy. 

He was getting older and increasingly discontent with how easy these women fell in his lap. He met different women through parties or through his business, and usually they were women who shared the same sexual fetishes that he did. They enjoyed his domination and he enjoyed controlling them, but soon that wasn’t enough. He tried to have a steady woman in his life, but he would soon lose interest. He tried women of all different shapes, and ethnicities, but they all ended up the same.

One day on his way to his attorney to discuss a business matter, he saw a girl pushing a mail cart and stopped in his tracks. Jake didn’t know what it was about this particular girl, since he had been with women who were far more beautiful. She was still attractive nonetheless. She stopped to talk to the receptionist long enough to drop off the mail. She flashed the receptionist a shy smile showing off the most adorable dimples he had ever seen. 

His stomach fluttered all of a sudden like a kid in the middle of his first crush. As if the mystery girl knew she was being watched, she looked in his direction but he turned away quickly before she could get a good look at him. Later that night as he was breaking in a new sub, a saucy brunette, he thought about the mystery girl. What was her name? He sent the brunette home later that night, unable to concentrate fully on what he was doing, which was not a usual occurrence for him. After that night he didn’t contact her again. 

All he could think about was his mystery girl. He tried to divert his distraction by working on a new product for work, when that didn’t work he looked for new partners, but still, she remained on his mind. He exclusively tried black women thinking that perhaps he had become partial to them, but like the others, they all fell by the way side. In the end, he admitted to himself that he had to find out more about his mystery girl. 

He made an appointment with his attorney on the pretext if business when all he really wanted was to find out about his mystery girl. He hoped that he would catch a glimpse of her, making sure that his appointment was around the exact time, he thought she would be making the mail rounds. Unfortunately, he didn’t see her but he did decide to pump the receptionist for the information he needed.

He approached the receptionist after his appointment giving her his most winning smile. She smiled back with an awful buck toothed grin. “Hello, Stephanie.” He said reading her nameplate.

“Good afternoon Mr. Daniels, is there something that I can help you with?”

“There’s a young lady who works in the mailroom, I believe. She looks really familiar. Do you know her name by any chance?”

Stephanie frowned. “Well, there are a few women in the mailroom sir, but if you could give me a description, I can try to help you.”

“Black girl, youngish, around medium height.”

“Oh, that’s Narissa Lewis. You think you know her?” The receptionist asked incredulously.

Jake gave her such a cold stare that Stephanie blushed in embarrassment realizing her faux pas. Jake was an important client and it wouldn’t do, to upset him. “I’m sorry sir, I meant no offense. It’s just that she’s so quiet. She doesn’t really socialize much, but she’s really nice.” She tagged on quickly.

“Hmm, I suppose it was my mistake. I thought I knew her, but I guess not.” He smiled again before leaving. 

As Jake left the office building, Stephanie shook her head. That man was way to good looking for his own good. 

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Narissa Lewis. He liked the exotic sound of her name. It fit her well for some reason. On impulse, he waited in his car that day as it was close to five, just to get a glimpse of her leaving the office. Sure enough, his waiting paid off. She came out of the building, and she was just as he remembered her, the big eyes, the nice body, and something he had noticed but hadn’t taken a really good look at, was her ass. Her ass would have made J-Lo green with envy. It wasn’t overly big or sloppy, it was just, perfect. The thought of screwing her from behind held a certain appeal. 

Any woman that he was interested in, he usually approached and asked out, but there was something that held him back with this one. The whole thing was strange, because she wasn’t his normal type. She seemed more like the shy librarian type, but yet, he wanted to know everything about her. 

Jake hired a private detective to get anything and everything on Narissa Lewis. The detective provided more information than Jake had hoped for. He found out her social security number, vital statistics, where she was raised and about her family. He learned that she did not keep in touch with her sister, and that she and her roommates weren’t particularly close. Her personality seemed to embody his original assessment of her as the skittish church mouse, yet he could sense her spirit. She carried herself with a quiet dignity. Instead of it being a turn off, it actually excited him. He discovered from his and the detective’s observations, that she didn’t date. That was good. The more he found out about her, the more proprietary he became. 

Jake soon began to think of her as his exclusive property. He wanted to be the one to initiate her in the art of sex and domination. He wanted to fuck her, control her, and own her. He wanted Narissa Lewis more than he had wanted any other woman, and when he had her, he would keep her. She would probably resist in the beginning, but when she learned that there was no escaping him, she would grow to realize that she belonged to him.

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He devised a plan to meet her. Approaching her was not good enough. She was the type to run the other way. He needed to create a scenario where she would have to accept his presence. Jake paid a guy begging on a street corner to frighten her a bit. The plan was for the homeless man to grab her, and maybe shake her, but basically she was to be left unharmed. That was Jake’s one mistake. 

The guy was a little rough and ended up hurting Narissa, so when Jake rushed over to intervene like he had planned all along, he was not acting furious, he really was. How dare this miscreant touch his angel in such a way, never mind that it was his idea for the man to scare Narissa in the first place. 

Jake ended up beating the nameless man to a pulp, pummeling the man with his fists. The poor guy could only put his hands up to defend himself. The man finally got the strength to push Jake off and run away. Jake would have chased him, had Narissa not been lying behind the bushes.

Jake went to her then. She was unconscious. He cradled her in his arms and placed soft kisses on her brow. She felt so right in his arms. He knew now, what it was he was missing in his life. 

From that point on, his slow courtship began. He took things slowly until he had her complete trust. In the meantime, his detective was still keeping a close surveillance on her. It soon came to his attention that she was spending way too much time with a gentleman at work. This pissed him off. He hadn’t gone through all that work just to lose her. After several weeks of courting her, Jake could tell that she still didn’t completely trust him. Well fuck it, he thought. He would try a different approach, his dick could wait no longer. 

He was such a big client at the law firm he gave his business to that it was easy for him to put in a word to his attorney about the rude girl from the mailroom that he had had a run in with. The unsaid threat of removing his business elsewhere was all that was needed to put an end to her job there. Her greedy roommates were even easier. He paid them off with a couple thousand a piece in order for them to get rid of Narissa. They were only too happy to take his money to find another roommate, especially the fat one. 

As for school, paying off a couple of students to set Narissa up as a cheat was the hardest. The guys involved were basically honest, but Jake’s detective had found some pretty interesting details about them both. They opted for the money. He couldn’t have planned it better. Everything took place within a couple of days of each other. He did these things to ensured that no one would be curious of her whereabouts when she went missing. 

Perversely, he found out where she was going for lunch the day before and decided to see her with the fellow she was hanging out with. It pleased him that she looked upset that he had someone with him. He rationalized to himself that he was doing the right thing.

It was unfortunate that their first time together had to be so painful for her, but he had wanted to hurt her a little for making him so jealous with that other guy. She would soon learn the way of things. He would never let her go. He would be the one to clothe her. She would only eat food that he provided. She would only live under his roof. She wouldn’t look at other men unless he said she could. She would fuck him and only him unless he said otherwise.

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Jake sighed getting off the bed. He ran a finger over her still tight nipples before leaving the room. He took one last look at her before leaving the room. Life would certainly be interesting now.

To be continued…



Mine! Ch. 05



Three months later...

I sat on my bed, heels in hand, sexy dress on, hair and nails done, my make up was flawless-as always, but why couldn't I move? Why couldn't I put my heels on, grab my purse, and go to the night club to have a good time with random strangers who just want to get drunk and have sex just like me? Oh, I know why, Michael just had to come over earlier today to hand me a copy of Blake's finalized divorced papers, as if I really gave a damn at this point in my life-or do I really care and that is why I am second guessing my plans for tonight-DAMN HIM AGAIN!!!

Why would he do such a thing? I asked myself this question over and over again, but subconsciously I knew the answer. I knew the answer the moment when the first diamond bracelet landed underneath my pillow the night after I kicked Blake out of my life. I knew he wouldn't get the message. Nothing would get through to Blake. The constant calls, the times he would show up at my parents house unannounced to talk 'business' when actually he kept me in his line of sight the whole entire time, my father even helped the poor bastard to manipulate me. 

Now this, the divorce after all of this time, I began to question his motives now. Who was this woman Blake married in the first place? I know he loved the woman, I knew of his bachelor status, but who the hell could get Blake Mitanni to marry and the big question is, why did he marry her only to divorce her now? I know I could of course, but this woman, what did she have that I did not; yes that's right, Blake up until now?

I left as the flashbacks of Michael and I going downtown to the club she owned, actually her daddy owned, and watched her awkwardly sway to some techno music. She was a pale thing, almost vampire like; her hair was a perfect platinum blond, which did nothing to help her non-figure. Blake was a breast man and this girl's chest reminded me of a twelve year old and her ass, oh let me just say it was flatter than Kansas and non-existent as was my love for Blake now. 

This had to be some sort of set-up or a joke that everyone forgot to tell me to laugh about, of this I was convinced; until I saw Blake stride in with all his glory and kiss the woman with all the passion in the world. It had me second guessing, about the way he had kissed me which was a major problem. 

I cried a lot back then, even cried this morning when Michael handed me those bloody papers, but I found myself slowly getting over it. Actually my pace matched a snail, but that's very debatable as I left to go out and have a good time. 

As I got into the car I noticed Blake's car blocking my way out of my driveway. He was on the phone chatting away in Italian as he got out. I inwardly groaned as his gorgeous face slowly came into view. God I would always have a weakness for this man, even if I was married with a liter of kids, he would always be the man I once loved. 

I kept my head down as I walked to my car, scrabbling for my keys in my purse, trying to ignore his presence, but his cologne was seriously engulfing me with arousal, to the point that my thong was already soaked and he hadn't even said one word to me verbally, yet his eyes and presence was already wreaking havoc on my damn body-damn hussy is what she is for him. 

As I found my keys, I couldn't help but to look at my freshly cut lawn mournfully, knowing I was about to run it over, in order for me to get around Blake. I opened my door only to have it slammed shut by Blake's massive hand. I rolled my eyes trying to swing the door open once again, but nothing moved this man. I sighed dramatically, still not able to meet his eyes and turned back around to go back into my house. Blake was obviously here to tell me something and I damn sure wasn't leaving until he told me what he wanted this time around. 

No words had been exchanged between us, but this banter was somewhat usual for us. I opened my door, heading straight for my liquor cabinet, poured a shot of Vodka and tossed it back rather quickly while Blake finished his conversation. 

"What do you want Blake?" I asked annoyed as I finally met his narrowed gaze. He was pissed! I could tell by the way his lip was slightly slanted and his stance as he crossed his arms across his broad chest. Damn that man can fill out a pair of faded jeans and a t-shirt and let's not talk about some silk boxers- damn, slow down girl before you start something that you definitely Know that he would love to finish.

"You, of course," he sneered. I refused to react to the tone in his voice. He was trying to get me mad, he was trying to make me furious to the point my fist would be hitting him, he'll grab me, and he'll fuck me against something. That scenario was not going to play out, not tonight, never again with him anyway. Oh, he had another thing coming.

"Blake, there is no reason for you to be here. I told you I do not want you and by you finalizing your divorce papers doesn't mean shit to me now. You shouldn't have married her in the first place, but who am I to tell you what to do with your life? I was once the love of your life and you were once the great love of mine, but I'm finally starting to move on, something you do not understand and won't let the thought process through that thick skull of yours. I am no longer in love with you and DO NOT WANT YOU ANYMORE!!!"

"I honestly thought you would be past this point. I gave you three months to get your shit together Bailey." My eyes widened.

"Three months? You were always there. Not a day had gone by in the three months that I have not seen you. You didn't even let me have time to grieve what could have been. Do you know how long I have suffered with the thought you would or could prayerfully change into a better man?" Before he had the chance to answer, I beat him to the punch. "Since I was seven, Blake, at seven years old I had to watch as you protected me from everything and anything, I had to watch as my feelings for you grew even though I didn't even know what was happening to me."

"Bailey, can I talk?" He asked, his stance loosing as the guilt pressed upon his false angry exterior. I shook my head.

"No, Blake. You cannot talk. You will never know the heartache I have felt over the years, as I watched you bring girl after girl into your house knowing exactly what was going on. I've cried in Michael's arms, my dad's arms, my mother's arms. I hate you Blake. I hate you for everyday, every minute I spent thinking that you were the dream guy for me. Sorry if I sound like a whiny bitch, but it's about time I started showing some fucking backbone and calling you on your shit and actually mean it."

"Are you done?" He sighed.

"No, I'm not. I'm only beginning you bastard. Why couldn't I fall in love with Michael? Why couldn't I let him be the man who stole my heart, who stole my very breath every time I saw him? He's the one who actually deserves me, not you. You will never be able to deserve me, Blake."

"Why does Michael, Bailey? Yeah, he has been there, but what about me? I've been there for you. Anytime you needed me I was fucking there." He shouted at me stepping forwards.

"You were never there!" I screamed at him. "You were only there if a guy was giving me a hard time and that was it. Michael was there for me. He watched every corny movie with me, baked with me even though he dreaded the idea, shopped with me, even though he hovered over the front entrance making sure none of his friends saw him in the mall shopping. He suffered with me through the fucking pain you put me through. He even suffered with me when I had my miscarriage a few years back." I gasped as the last of the words spilled from my mouth. I covered my mouth as I instantly wrapped my arm around my stomach.

"What was that?" Blake whispered. My eyes shot towards his and the hurt that was forming along the planes of his face made me cringe inside. 

"Bailey, what was that?" he repeated again, this time his voice was a little hoarse as if he was holding back tears. I blinked rapidly to bring back the tears I swore that wouldn't fall if this situation ever came up again.

I cleared my throat as I looked him in the eye. "That night we were together, you didn't use a condom and I wasn't on birth control at the time. It was in the heat in the moment, which I blame the pregnancy on. I was stressed and the big move.... I lost the baby, who by the way would have been a girl. I lost her when I was three months along, stupidly not heeding the doctors' warnings to take it easy and rest." It was a long silence after that. Blake stuttered on a few words before he sat down; actually fell down on the couch. He had buried his face into his hands and muttered the apologetic words I craved to hear so long ago, but in his native tongue.

I felt the need to comfort him, but how could I? I was scared to death about everything that was happening. What with the death of my daughter, hiding away from him, while allowing France to be a form of comfort for me at that devastating time in my life. I couldn't move to help him grieve, because I had already mourned the daughter he never knew about. 

"What would you have named her?" He said tearfully, his head never leaving his hands. I smiled slightly as I absently rubbed my stomach. 

"Luna De Mitanni," I whispered. 

"Would you have ever told me about her? If she were still alive would have had the gall to tell me?" He asked harshly as he roughly wiped his face. I winced slightly as he stood up abruptly and made his way towards me. 

"Yes, I would have told you. I'm not cruel, Blake. I would have told you after I had gotten everything settled. I would have given you the opportunity to be a father to her." 

"You expect me to believe that after everything? After you left me in the middle of the night, packed away all of your things and moved across the world without so much as a breath towards me? Did you even think about me after you left? Think about what you were doing to me?" He accused me as my back hit the wall. His hands came up by my head sharply, blocking any and every exit that I could have escaped from. Fine, if he wanted to play this game, than let's play damn it.

"Did I think about you, Blake? Every damn day, but guess what? I had to move on and away from you. I was just another girl to fuck, that night meant nothing to you and probably never will. I stopped thinking about your welfare the moment I found out I was pregnant. I hated you the moment I lost her. Stress Blake, fucking stress killed our baby."

"Stress you think I caused you?"

"Yes," I yelled balling my fist at my sides. "I had to worry every damn day at the thought that you would find me, a person who didn't want to be found and dragged back to a bed with the owner who just wanted pussy from me and nothing more!" 

"Why do you say such things, Bailey? Why do you think so low of me?" He said through gritted teeth. I narrowed my eyes as I began to beat on his chest.

"Because you treated me like shit. Like complete and utter shit and I hate you Blake, I FUCKING HATE YOU! I would be a mother right now if I didn't have to worry about being used, fucked around with, and treated like a fucking toy. Luna would be alive if I didn't have to worry about you never loving me the way I loved you, worrying that you would never ever accept me, and that I would always be second best."

"I am not the cause of our daughter death!" He roars grabbing my shoulders to shake me roughly a few times. The fist pounding against his chest never wavered. I felt the tears of pent up angry finally being released as the thoughts that held me captive for so long were finally given life as I spoke them to the owner of my hatred, desire and love.

"Yes, you are, we both our. We both killed our daughter and for what? Blake, you will never love me, you will never accept me, and you will never understand where the fuck I'm coming from. I want you to leave! I want you to leave me alone, never to see me again. I want you to go fuck yourself and pretend I never exist. You did it while we were growing up and I know for a fact you can do it again." He shook his head as he grabbed my fist, yanking my arms above my head and against the wall. He kicked my legs open with his foot and put his knee between my legs, hiking my dress up, also lifting my feet off the ground.

"Listen to me, Bailey and listen carefully." He demanded as he moved his face closer to mine. He placed both of my hands into one of his and let his free hand grip my chin, forcing me to look at him. His eyes were cold, but yet hurt smiled at me underneath it, causing me to hurt the more, as more tears slipped from my eyes he began to talk. 

"You will never, and I mean never, speak to me like this again. I love you Bailey, I love you more than my fucking life. I'm sorry, truly sorry for the lost of our daughter, but you have to understand I did not realize what I was putting you through and I will probably never understand. Bailey, you must realize that I will never leave you again, and that I will never hurt you again? I will always be there for you, for us." He vowed. I rolled my eyes at the cheesiness of his words.

"Those are just words, Blake." I snapped. 

"They are words I will prove to you day by day, night by night. I will never let you leave me Bailey, because you are mine and will always be mine. I'm not promising I won't hurt you again, because I do not know what the future holds, but I promise you I will be there for you, for whatever you need. I should have never married her, it was a mistake, but can you really fault me after you left me like that?" 

"No," I admitted, because the truth was I couldn't. I left him, giving him free reign to do anything. I cannot be mad if he chose that path while I chose a different one. 

"Thank you. Give me another chance Bailey? Please let me prove myself to you." He begged as he rained light kisses down the side of my face, his soft lips brushing softly against me, working their way down towards the weak spot of my neck. I moaned as he latched on hungrily at the spot between where my neck and shoulder met. His teeth buried in roughly causing my back to arch in pleasure. 

"Blake..." I moaned as my toes began to curl, his free hand leaving my chin to make its way down to my weeping core. I screamed as his hand furiously made its way through the silk barrier only to pinch my clit roughly. Not even two minutes of foreplay, I was cumming as a river flows.

In the haze of the powerful orgasm that had just occurred, I could have sworn I had heard someone clear their throat, but clearly I had to be imagining it. Though I blamed it on my imagination I forced myself to open my eyes. I gasped as I looked into eyes of amusement and anger. 

"Are we interrupting something?" My cousin Cady teased. Blake mumbled something before releasing my hands and fixing my clothes. I was still coming down from my pleasurable high, my legs barely held me as Blake slowly moved away. I grasped his arm to stabilize myself, before I responded to my cousin.

"Not really, you just stopped a mistake from happening." I admitted taking my hand away from Blake's now flexing bicep. 

"Really, Il mio amore?" Blake hissed in my ear. I tried brushing him off, but he quickly wrapped his arm around my waist bringing me closer to him. Michael was clearly not happy about this by the look on his face. 

"Attendere fino a questa sera," he vowed before roughly releasing me. 'Wait until tonight'? I wanted to laugh. Tonight I would use the excuse of my cousin. Thank God for surprise visits.

I walked over to my cousin and Michael as Blake made a bee line to the kitchen. I embraced Cady while Michael gave me the 'Michael glare' that made me feel like a disappointed child. I didn't want to let go of my cousin, but Michael yanked me out of her arms and dragged me upstairs. I heard Cady laughing as she followed close behind. Michael, gently but roughly, threw me into my bedroom while Cady silently closed the door.

"Siete fuori della vostra mente?" He yelled at me. I let out a humorless laugh, as I contemplated Michael's question. Was I out of my mind or was I finally getting it back?

"No, Michael. I told him how I really felt, I even told him about Luna." Michael's mouth snapped shut as his eyes widened. My cousin gasped from the doorway.

"You did B?" She whispered in amazement. I looked at my cousin with a small smile. God we were twins, everything was the exact same, but she was a little bit lighter with blonde highlights and blue green eyes. Talking to her was basically like talking to myself.

"Yeah, it kind of slipped out, but now everyone who needs to know now knows. I feel relieved, but I told him I didn't want to be with him anymore, but you know how Mitanni men are. Their women are their women. Once they stake a claim, they mean it. Isn't that right Michael?" I asked trying to change the topic. Michael narrowed his eyes at me in warning while my cousin giggled.

"Mikey have you already staked your claim on any willing victim?" She asked playfully, but I could hear the hope and weariness in her voice. I grinned as Michael became uneasy and started rocking back and forth.

"Anyway, why is he here Bailey? I thought we were all through with the Bailey and Blake drama?" Michael questioned avoiding Cady. I sighed as I moved over to my bed and sat down. 

"I thought I was too, but he showed up today and everything spilled out. I honestly think he may understand somewhat of the pain he caused me, and he seems genuine in fixing the problems, but I don't think I can give him another chance. He'll try and force me too, but I don't know anymore. Maybe I should just move away for good, you know under the radar, not tell anyone where I'm going, and not even You guys."

"You're going to run away again? Really? You're going to leave us and put us through this shit again? You almost got killed Bailey, what part of that do you not understand?" I shrugged as I lay down on my bed.

"I suspect the woman he married, but that could be the jealous side of me. Maybe it's over now, maybe it's not. If I die, I die. I'll be with Luna." I hadn't realized what I was saying, but the small sound of a tearful hiccup caught me off guard. I sat up and looked at Michael comforting Cady. 

Shit! One rule between Michael stated to me as he started pursuing my cousin was to never, ever, ever make Cady cry. Michael would be pissed and seriously cut me out of his life for like six months at a time, but this time I didn't do it intentionally which I hope he noticed.

"How could you talk about your life like that, Bailey? I love you like you were my own sister; I wish you were my sister. If something happened to you...even when Luna died I thought...God don't talk like that Bailey." She cried as Michael wrapped his arms around her waist from behind. I watched as she naturally leaned into him. Aww, my cousin was hooked unknowingly.

I gave Michael an apologetic look before getting up to hug my cousin, sandwiching her in the middle. Michael laughed lightly as I apologized over and over and over again.  

"It's fine, Bailey. I've realized depressed Bailey has come to town, but that train is about to leave, because Michael is taking us out for a night on the town and you are coming even if we have to drag you out." I laughed. 

"Let me change," I said as I turned around.

"Change your underwear too. I love you and all, but that scent is a little inappropriate, especially with Michael around." She warned. I blushed, but brushed it off as I gave Michael a wink. Cady was being protective of Michael. She was the one claiming her territory while Michael was standing around waiting for her permission.

Oh, what lies ahead for Michael and Cady no one knows but them.




Mine! Ch. 05



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Sorry for the super long wait. No excuse! I'm working on Tame, I swear so I should have it done soon. Hope you guys like and thanks once again to my amazing editor. I think she thought I had died since I hadn't talked to her since my last story came out lol.

Well ta ta for now,

Chyna Marie



Mine Ch. 06



Narissa came to with the room in complete darkness. When she tried to move her arms, she couldn't. They felt as if they were chained to the bedpost. She yanked with all her might, but to no avail. She twisted and fought to be free but only ending up making her wrists sore. How could Jake do this to her? What kind of monster was he, and how could she have been so stupid to fall for this man?

Her grandmother was right after all; men were heartless and only wanted only one thing. Hadn't Jake just proved that to her? "Help me, please. Somebody help me!" She called out knowing it was fruitless since Jake lived alone but perhaps his housekeeper would hear. Surely she would get some help from that avenue. She screamed at the top of her lungs, and continued to scream until her throat was raw. 

The room felt cold all of a sudden. She was not wearing a stitch of clothing, and the stickiness between her legs was irritating. The room seemed to get colder by the minute, which prompted her to scream louder. If she didn't find some way out of her restraints, she would surely freeze to death. Narissa wondered of Jake had brought her here to kill her. So many questions ran through her mind. Narissa didn't want to die this way.

"Please someone help me." The room got colder yet, her teeth began to chatter and in her heart, she felt that she was about to die. Tears rolled down her cheeks. Why me, she thought to herself woefully. Her body became numb from the cold.

"Jake! Please let me go Jake!" She made one last effort. The lights were then flicked on. Jake walked in the room, wearing only a pair of jeans, showing off his well-muscled torso. 

"Are you finished screaming yet angel?" He asked softly. His intense green eyes surveyed her admiringly. The look of possessiveness in his eyes made her cringe.

"Jake let me go. I promise I won't tell anyone about this. Please don't kill me." Narissa pleaded although the last thing she wanted was to beg this bastard for anything.

"Now why would you think that I would want to kill you? That's the last thing I want to do to you." He looked at her licking his lips.

"Then what else do you want from me? You've already had sex with me. Why do you have me cuffed to the bed?"

"You're wrong my dear, I haven't had nearly enough of you. Surely you know that once wasn't enough. Besides, it really isn't your place to question me, but you will learn your place soon enough. Now go back to sleep. You will need your rest. If you're quiet, I will adjust the temperature. This room's thermostat can go as low as zero. I had it specially made. Do you like it?" Narissa glared without answering. Jake chuckled at her flash of spirit. "Like I was saying, if you behave yourself, I will adjust the temperature, so you can be a little more comfortable. By the way, this room is very special indeed. I can hear and see your every move, so stop trying to break free of your restraints. You'll only end up hurting yourself."

Narissa had no choice really. She had to believe him or freeze to death. She didn't know why, but somehow she believed that he wouldn't kill her, or at least not yet. She leaned back on her pillow turning away from the sight of him. She felt sick to her stomach.

"Goodnight angel, sleep tight." He flipped the lights out once more leaving Narissa in darkness.

She laid in the darkness as quietly as she could. Even as she cried she tried to keep it down. Eventually, the room warmed up again, and she drifted off to sleep.

* * * * * * * * * 

Narissa woke up the next morning with a damp feeling between her legs. She looked down to find her legs cuffed at the ankles to the other two bedposts, and a strange woman was cleaning her thighs and vagina with a wet washcloth. She tried to flinch away but the woman clutched Narissa's thigh to still her. The woman looked to be in her early to mid-forties, with blue-black hair pulled tightly in a bun. She had the palest skin that Narissa had ever seen. The woman would have been quite beautiful if she didn't have such a severe expression on her face.

"Who are you?" Narissa croaked. Her throat was raw and dry.

"Mr. Daniels is out right now, but he will be back shortly. Are you hungry?" The woman asked in heavily accented English. Narissa couldn't quite place the accent but she noted that the woman didn't answer her question.

"Please help me. I am being held here against my will. Please help me out of these cuffs." Narissa cajoled. The woman didn't reply. She got up to leave. "I have been kidnapped. Don't leave me here like this." Narissa persisted.

"You are a very lucky girl. You would be wise not to make Mr. Daniels angry. I will bring you back something to eat." Then she left. Who the hell was that? Jake had claimed that he lived alone so why was that woman here?

Her arms ached from having them hanging for so long. She felt like crying but her well was dry. Somehow Jake was behind all of her mishaps, she was sure of it, and the thought made her want to throw up especially when she thought of all the things she allowed him to do to her. It filled her with disgust that she had responded to him like a whore.

The woman returned shortly with a plate of sandwiches. "I will unlock one of your cuffs so that you can eat." The strange woman explained doing just that.

Narissa's arm felt as if it would fall out of its socket. It was so stiff from hanging all night. The woman, seeing this began to massage Narissa's shoulder and arm.

"Does that feel better?" The woman asked.

"Yes thank you. Could you please undo the other one?"

"No. Mr. Daniels left strict orders. Now be a good girl and eat. You are a little on the thin side but, I think the others will like you also."

"What are you talking about? What others?" 

"You'll see. I am Olga, and I am the housekeeper here. I run the house for Mr. Daniels. My husband Sergei and I will see to all your need." Olga explained.

Narissa thought quickly. "Well, I have to go to the bathroom."

"Okay. I must call Sergei first."

Narissa panicked at the thought of some strange man seeing her in her undressed state chained to the bed as she was. "I don't want anyone to see me like this." She whined.

He won't. I just need him to stand guard at the door to make sure you don't get away." Olga explained, leaving the room.

Narissa reached for the plate of sandwiches on the nightstand and flung it across the room in a fit of temper. The plate shattered against the wall. Olga came rushing back into the room. "What has happened here?" She demanded.

Narissa stared at Olga defiantly not bothering to answer. Olga's lips tightened at the sight of the sandwiches and the smashed plate. "That was a very expensive plate miss. I hope for your sake, that you will soon realize that Mr. Daniels does not tolerate such behavior."

"I don't care what he will or will not tolerate. I want you to let me go. Give me some clothes and I will be on my way. I promise I won't go to the police."

"Surely you know that I can't do that?" Olga said gently as if she were speaking to a five year old.

"You are assisting in this kidnapping. That's a crime!"

"Now you are being over dramatic, child. Now give Olga your wrist so that I can cuff it. No more outbursts from you missy. You'll make it easier on yourself if you comply." Olga made a grab for Narissa's wrist. Narissa tried to pull it away and Olga caught the wrist in a bone-crushing grip. "Don't try anything with me. I grew up on a farm in Russia and I'm much stronger than I look. Don't make me call Sergei, he is not as lenient as I." Olga warned. 

Once she was re-cuffed, and left alone, Narissa sank miserably back on to her pillow. She wondered what kind of people Olga and Sergei were. When Jake had mentioned the couple who kept the house up for him, she had pictured a kindly elderly couple. She shuddered to think what Sergei was like, as Olga seemed to enjoy the predicament that Narissa was in. Narissa lay on he bed thinking of ways to escape. She wasn't sure how long she lay there in contemplation until the door came crashing open.

Jake stormed through the door and over to the bed. He didn't say a word, but the expression on his face said it all. He remained silent as he unlocked her cuffs. Before she could say a word, Narissa was hauled off the bed and was thrown roughly over Jake's shoulder like a sack of potatoes. The wind was knocked out of her from his rough treatment as he strode downstairs. When Narissa tried to wiggle out of his grasp, he smacked her hard across her naked ass. The smack was so hard that it brought tears to her eyes. She was very still after that. He continued through the house opening a door and going down another flight of stairs. Jake stopped to flick on a light. The room was dim and icy cold. What was it with this house and cold rooms? In the middle of the room was a leather table that might have been used in a doctor's office or perhaps by a masseuse, but Narissa instinctively knew that no good could come from this table.

The table had built in cuffs at the top and the bottom of it. Jake dumped Narissa unceremoniously on the table face down. He then proceeded to place her wrists in the restraints and then did the same with her ankles. He bent down and pulled out a metal leash connected to a smaller chain that was soldered to the table. He grabbed a handful a Narissa's hair, lifting her head up with one hand while he placed the collar around her neck with the other.

Since the chain was connected to the bottom of the table, when she tried to lift her head, it would go no father than a few inches. She could only turn her head but so much. She was frightened, especially as the walls in the room was decorated with all kinds of devices of torture, such as whips and chains, and every sex toy imaginable. 

"Let me go Jake. Please don't hurt me." Jake didn't say a word. He was looking at the wall as if to contemplate what he was going to use on her, which was exactly what he was doing. Every second Jake stood there looking at his wall if instruments, Narissa could feel the pound of her heat beating. Jake took down what looked like a whip but Narissa wasn't quite sure what it was.

"Do you know what this is angel?" He asked in a normal tone. His voice was calm. Almost too calm. Narissa didn't answer, but she did scream when she felt the sting of his whip against her naked rear end. Jake had been so quick that she didn't see it coming. "One thing I really hate is when I ask a question and I don't get an answer. It makes me angry. Let's try this again shall we. Do you know what this is I'm holding?" He asked in that chillingly calm tone of his again.

"No." She answered quickly this time not wanting to feel the sting of the whip again, but to her surprise she felt its lash once more. This time the sting was much greater. Narissa tried to raise her head up to question why he had hit her again but the chain around her neck would not allow her to. Tears streamed heedlessly down her cheeks.

"I must apologize, my angel, for not laying down the ground rules in the beginning. The first rule is that you will address me as Master when you are being punished. You may only address me as Jake when you are not restrained. Do you understand rule number one?" He asked.

Narissa was too stunned to speak. What was wrong with this man? She merely nodded which earned her another swift lash. She howled in agony. Her ass was on fire despite the iciness of the dim room. 

"Do you understand rule number one Narissa?" He asked running the tips of the whip against her exposed pussy.

"Yes...Master." She answered. She literally wanted to throw up in disgust as she said the hated word.

"Don't worry about it my sweet. It will become second nature soon enough. Rule number two: You will treat my staff with respect and they will respect you in turn. Rule number three: You will not throw a tantrum like you did earlier. Number four: You will learn to obey my every command, and in turn you shall have everything you've ever dreamed of. I'm not a cruel man, angel, but I will not tolerate the shrewish behavior you displayed for my housekeeper, and that's what you are being punished for right now. This is your first time so I'll go easy on you. This instrument that I'm holding is called the cat o' nine tails." He paused briefly holding the tool in front of Narissa's face so that she could get a better look, before continuing. It's lash is stinging, but it gets the point across I think. Now how many lashes do you think you deserve?" He asked silkily.

"None...Master." Narissa answered as disobediently as she dared.

Instead of the lashing she expected, Jake threw back his head and let out a loud chuckle. "I like your spirit angel, but it will get you into trouble." And with that he began to bring the whip against her bottom and the back of her thighs and legs. Narissa screamed until she was hoarse. 

"Please!" She screamed.

"Please what Narissa?"

"Please stop."

"Who do you think you're talking to?" He demanded.

"Master!" She screamed.

"That's better." He stopped long enough to look at his handy-work. Dark purple welts and bruises marred her skin. He knew just how to hit without drawing blood, while providing the maximum sting. 

He took the handle of the instrument and ran it over the crack of Narissa's ass, to the slit of her tunnel. Without warning he rammed the handle of the whip in and out of her cunt. Narissa screamed in pain. She was still sore from the night before. Jake seemed to get off on her screams. When he felt satisfied, Jake pulled the handle out of her and licked her juices off. "Mmm. Delicious." He grinned. The taste of her was heady. His balls ached with need but now wasn't the time for another fuck.

Narissa was in too much pain to notice that Jake replaced the whip back on the wall, so she flinched when she felt his hand on her shoulder. He stroked her back as a Master might stroke his favorite pet.

"You've been punished long enough for now. That was your first set of rules. Soon, you will learn to please me and I promise I will please you as well." He whispered in her ear before kissing her on the cheek. "You will stay down here until Olga comes to get you and I want you on your best behavior or you will receive far worse that you just did." He threatened before taking his leave.

Narissa began to cry. He was a monster. She had to find a way to escape.

* * * * * * * * 

Jake listened from behind the door to his beautiful Narissa cry her eyes out. She would soon learn. He hadn't wanted to punish her so soon after he brought her here but she needed to know how things were going to be from now on. He wished that he could unbind her and fuck her until she screamed in pleasure, but her pussy was still sore from the night before: one of the downsides of being so well-endowed. He could hardly wait to break her in completely. The first time didn't nearly tip the iceberg. He needed more. Much more. As he stood there and listened to his chocolate angel weep. It took everything in him not to go to her, and wrap his arms around her but she needed to learn. He would make her admit that she belonged to him.

Mine! He thought to himself.

To be continued...



Mine Ch. 07



She must have dozed off, because when Narissa woke up, it took a moment to remember where she was. Not only that, she had to urinate so badly that she felt her bladder would burst any second. She attempted to move her head but it was jerked back by the chain connected to her collar. She suddenly remembered where she was. It wasn’t a nightmare after all. The dungeon like room was ice cold, and she shivered uncontrollably.

The room was pitch black, she was starving, cold, sore, and she had to pee. Just great, she thought to herself. She would be damned if she pissed herself she thought angrily. She did not want to give Jake the satisfaction in case it was something that he got off on. She had heard about perverts like that. 

She lay there in misery wondering why this had happened to her. What was it that she did to catch his eye? Whatever it was, she wished that she could take it back. These crazy things weren’t supposed to happen to girls like her. These things happened to hitchhikers or girls in the movies. Narissa shuddered as she remembered seeing a movie about a girl who was kidnapped, used, beaten and nearly killed. Jake said that he wouldn’t kill her, but Jake was a lying son-of-a-bitch.

The thought of being treated like that girl in the movie sent a chill down her spin. If she was completely honest with herself however, when he touched her between her legs, she got excited. She didn’t like it when he had raped her with the handle of the whip or with his monstrously large dick. Those things hurt too much, but his fingers and mouth were a different story. 

She was jolted out of her thoughts when the light was suddenly came on. She didn’t know whether to be terrified or weep with joy. It was Olga. “I’ve come to let you up, but don’t try anything if you know what’s good for you.”

Narissa didn’t think she could fight back now if she wanted to. She was stiff. She could barely move and her ass and legs ached like hell. She lay perfectly still as Olga unlocked her cuffs and neck chain. When Narissa was helped off the table, her legs gave way. Olga hauled her back to her feet. “I have a robe for you. Put this on. Sergei is standing outside. He will help you upstairs.”

Narissa obediently took the short jade silk robe Olga offered. The robe felt cool against her skin. Narissa tied the robe tight around her waist to ensure that it would not come undone. It was one thing to stand there stark naked in front of Olga, but it was another thing for the mysterious Sergei to see her in the buff. “I have to use the bathroom.” Narissa finally spoke.

“You may go when we take you back upstairs. There is a hot bath waiting for you. Mr. Daniels wants you readied for a special dinner. Sergei!” Olga yelled.

A moment later, a giant of a man walked through the door. This man had to be close to seven feet tall weighing over three hundred pounds, though he was completely solid. He was an unusual looking man. His face was striking but not handsome. His hair was a whitish blond but his eyebrows were a dark brown creating a startling contrast. Sergei didn’t look like the type one would screw with. He walked over to a trembling Narissa and plucked her off of her feet. Narissa had no choice but to hold on to him so she wouldn’t fall. She was too frightened to fight this giant anyway.

Sergei carried Narissa upstairs, while Olga followed behind them. Only when she was back in the room she had occupied earlier, did Sergei put her down. Olga said something to Sergei in what must have been Russian, and the big man left the room, but not before giving Narissa a looked that made her shiver. She had seen that look in Jake’s eyes. The thought of Sergei touching her as Jake had, made her stomach turn.

“You may use the toilet now.” Olga said.

Narissa had never felt more relieved than when she was finally able to pee. Olga peeked into the bathroom, when the toilet flushed. “Now get into the tub. I will wash you.” Olga instructed.

The bath was surprisingly soothing. Olga took a big sponge and squeezed water over Narissa’s shoulders. Narissa leaned back in the tub as Olga repeated this motion several times. It felt so good, so good that she almost forgot where she was. When Olga washed Narissa’s hair she closed her eyes and surrendered to the housekeeper’s ministrations. 

“Stand up.” Olga commanded when she finished washing Narissa’s hair, bringing Narissa out of her daydream state. Narissa stood up reluctantly. Olga continued to wash Narissa’s glistening young black body. “You have a beautiful body, little girl.” Olga commented nonchalantly as she rubbed the sponge over Narissa’s breasts.

“No!” Narissa flinched away. Olga merely chuckled and continued to wash the wet, shivering girl. Olga grasped on dark thigh and rubbed the sponge between Narissa labia making the young girl gasp. Narissa was sure that the finger that had just grazed her clit was no accident. “I can wash myself.” Narissa pulled away, grabbing the sponge from Olga’s hand.

Olga gripped her shoulders roughly, making Narissa wince in pain. “You’ll soon learn missy, that if you’re nice to Sergei and me, things will go much easier for you.” The Russian woman stated. The threat of things going badly for Narissa was left unsaid. Narissa contemplated keeping the sponge, not wanting this woman to touch her again. The lustful look in Olga’s eyes as she washed her, was the same look that Sergei had given her earlier. What the hell? Was everyone in this household crazy? Narissa had never thought of another woman in an intimate way before and to be subject to such scrutiny did not sit well with her.

For her part, Olga wanted to smack this young girl who stood before he dripping wet, just to put the girl in her place, but she wouldn’t cross the boundaries that Mr. Daniels had set for her. Only he was allowed to discipline, besides, this one was different. Mr. Daniels was always a possessive lover, but with this one…..Olga had never seen such a look from her employer as when he looked at this girl. It was such a shame that Mr. Daniels had told her and Sergei, hands, off because she would teach this pup a few things. She took the sponge from Narissa’s tight grip and continued to wash the shaking girl. This girl didn’t realize how lucky she was, Olga thought.

Narissa let her mind wander she didn’t want to let what was happening to her enter her brain. When Olga dried her off, oil was rubbed on her body. Every single inch of her body was administered to, and to Narissa’s shame, she felt a stirring in the pit of her stomach as he flesh was being worked. She didn’t want to react to this horrid woman’s touch. Olga smirked when she noticed Narissa’s nipples grow hard, but remained silent. Olga continued to prepare the girl for her employer. 

As Olga blow-dried and styled her hair, Narissa thought of ways to escape. She wondered if Jake would take her off of his property. She allowed herself to be led back to the room where Olga laid her down. Narissa didn’t realize what Olga was doing until she felt something hot over her pubic area. “What are you doing?” She asked in a panicked voice.

“Cleaning up your kitty my dear. Mr. Daniels likes his pussies nice and neat. Now be still while I finish.” Narissa lay there while Olga waxed her bikini area not saying a word; this was just another weird thing on top of other weird things. When Olga was finished Narissa looked down at herself. There was just a small strip of hair down the center where her bush use to be.

Olga applied makeup to Narissa’s face and handed her a dress to wear. Narissa obediently put the dress on that was extremely tight and short. The black dress was long sleeved but exposed her shoulders. The soft silk material clung so tightly to her curves that it exposed the arc of her vagina. 

“Where is my underwear?” Narissa asked warily fearing the answer.

“You don’t get any, now put on these shoes on. Mr. Daniels is waiting for you.” Narissa obeyed slipping into the strappy heels. As Olga escorted her out of the room, she caught sight of herself in the mirror. She barely recognized herself. She paused as she thought about what she was wearing. These clothes and shoes were obviously things that hadn’t been worn before, yet they fit her perfectly. Jake seemed to know her exact size, and it made her wonder about what else he knew about her.

       * * *  * * * * * 

Jake was waiting downstairs for her in the living room. He was looking through some papers with Rusty at his feet, when she walked in with Olga. When he saw her, he stood up and came towards her with that ferial look in his eyes. “You can leave now, Olga.” He dismissed the housekeeper. When Olga was gone, Jake took Narissa by the arm and slowly began to spin her around for his inspection. When he seemed satisfied, he smiled. “You look beautiful angel. You’re exactly how I imagined you would be.” He ran a hand over her lips and she shivered.

Narissa could not make eye contact with this man, remembering what he had done to her. He firmly gripped her chin to make her look at him. “Don’t look away from me when I’m talking to you. I paid you a compliment. What are you suppose to say when someone pays you a compliment Narissa?” There was a spark in his green eyes.

“Thank you.” She muttered.

Before she knew what happened a sharp smack was administered to her bottom, which was already sore from her earlier spanking. Tears of pain sprang to her eyes.

“Thank you for what?” he demanded. When she hesitated another smack came down on her sore behind. Narissa stood frozen with fear and pain, unable to utter a word. She wasn’t sure what he wanted her to say exactly, and she was too scared to say the wrong thing. “You’re starting to try my patience Narissa.” He warned lifting his hand to give her another smack. She was learning that he only called her by her name when he was angry.

“Thank you for giving me this dress and complimenting me Jake.” She said the only possible thing she could think of to soothe his ego.

Jake lowered his hand and smiled. What a sick bastard, Narissa thought to herself. “Very good angel. I knew you had it in you. I don’t like to be cruel to you, but you must learn, don’t you agree?” He asked.

“Yes. Thank you for teaching me.” She replied softly not wanting to be hit again.

“Do you like the outfit I picked out for you?”

“Yes, it’s very nice.” She said obediently. She really didn’t but she was no dummy.

“Good. Fell what you do to me angel.” He took her hand and placed it firmly over his crotch. She could feel the stiff bulge of his cock and she gulped nervously. She remembered how that monstrosity had felt. She had been sure at the time that it would split her apart. He pulled her close to him and began to kiss her, slipping his tongue between her lips. While he kissed her, he lifted up her dress and began to caress her ass. He slid his fingers in between her ass cheeks down to her pussy, which was getting quite moist.

Narissa couldn’t understand how this man could make her feel this way, especially since she thought he was insane, but her traitorous body began to respond nonetheless. Jake inserted his middle finger between the slick folds of her pussy. She gasped in surprise and pleasure. This felt so good. He lifted his head to look at her, with something hidden in the depths of those green orbs. “Do you like this my angel?”

“Yes, Jake.” She answered truthfully.

‘Would you like my cock to replace my finger?” He asked sliding his finger in and out of her wetness. Her pussy was literally dripping with juices. Narissa stiffened at the thought of Jake’s large dick, and thought she would take her chance with getting smacked. 

She shook her head frantically and braced herself for the hit, but it didn’t come. Jake continued to finger her and then he kissed her gently on the forehead. “It’s okay, angel. You weren’t ready for it the first time. I wanted you too badly, but you’re ready now. Your pussy is wet and ready for me. Unbutton my pants and take out my cock.” He commanded softly, removing his finger from inside of her. Narissa obeyed, shaking like a leaf at the thought of what was to come. She unzipped his pants and set his large member free. Jake cupped Narissa’s ass and lifter her up against him. 

”Wrap your leg around my waist.” He whispered hoarsely. He was on the brink of losing control. He needed to be inside her cunt now! Narissa wrapped her legs around his waist and wrapped her arms around his neck. Jake fixed her over his cock and slid easily into her. She let out a loud moan. 

This time the intense pain of before was no longer there. Although it hurt a little from the sheer size of him, the pleasure outweighed the pain. When she was comfortably fitted over his cock, he began to fuck her, developing a fast but steady rhythm. “Scream my name.” He ordered.

“Jake! Oh Jake!” She complied not really needing to be told. 

“Do you like the way my cock feels inside of you? Do you like the way this makes you cunt feel?”

“Yes!”

“Tell me to fuck you. Beg me for it.”

“Please fuck me Jake.” She begged.

“Say, fuck me harder Jake.”

“Please fuck me harder Jake.”

He began to drive into her harder and faster until she felt a build up from the tips of her toes that shot through her entire body. The feeling was so intense that she screamed, as she shuddered violently against him. After she came, she went limp in his arms like a rag doll. He still held her against him as he came shortly after. She felt a warm flood of liquid shoot up her pussy.

“That my angel, was your first orgasm.” He said kissing her neck.

He placed her back on her feet. Her knees felt so weak that if his arms weren’t still around her, she would collapse to the floor.

“Now, shall we go?” He asked fixing her dress back to the way it was before.

“Yes, Jake, but shouldn’t I clean up a bit first?” She asked.

Jake turned angry eyes on her, putting Narissa in fear mode once more. His moods were so mercurial that she didn’t know what to expect. 

“Narissa, you are still learning the rules so I will make some allowances for you. You will not question the decisions that I make. I said let’s go, besides, I like the fact that you cunt is oozing with my come, and my scent is clinging to you. You are mine and I want everyone to know it.” He said fiercely.

To be continued………



Mine Ch. 08



She was truly a prisoner in this house. Days turned to weeks. Weeks turned into months until, she was there at Jake's mansion for three months. Narissa had become Jake's whore. While she feared him she couldn't get enough of his cock. She craved it, wanting it in every hole. She was tormented and growing slowly insane from thoughts of it. While Jake was away on business he would keep her locked in her room. Olga and Sergei guarded her closely.

Jake kept her clothed in the clothes that he wanted her to wear, which was usually something tight and revealing. He had her every move watched. If she wanted to get a little exercise in the pool or his private gym, either he or Olga and Sergei would be there to watch her. She could only take a walk around the grounds, when Jake was in attendance.

When Jake took her out to dine, she was not allowed to make eye contact with any man in the facility. Jake would always keep her very close to him when they went out in case she thought of fleeing.

If she took one step out of line, it was reported back to Jake, and she was thoroughly punished. She bore marks on her back and her ass quite often, but Jake was careful never to hurt her enough to leave permanent scars. His punishments ranged from whipping her with one of his various whips, keeping her chained in a dark room for long periods of time, or he would withhold her from her pleasure. He would fuck her and then deny her body its release just as she was about to reach her peak. That particular punishment was always the worse. Once, he had made her masturbate herself in front of Olga and Sergei. In the beginning, she cried, not wanting to have Jake's staff looking in on her punishment, but as her fingers slid in and out of her cunt she got hotter and hotter, and the fact that she had three pairs of eyes watching her made her wetter than ever.

When she had time to think, Narissa found it disconcerting how cock hungry she had become. After a few short months, she could not get enough of him, and it scared her. She knew she had to get away soon or she would never be able to escape, her body wouldn't allow it.

* * * * * * * * * * *

Narissa stood still as Olga prepared her for an evening out with Jake. As always, the outfit she wore was extremely daring. This particular outfit was a tight red spaghetti strap satin dress. Jake loved dressing her up in silks and satins. The dress dipped demurely in the front, but dipped so low in the back that it revealed the crack of her ass. The skirt of her dress was short like most of her dresses, and it clung lovingly to her voluptuous bottom. She wore no bra or panties. Sometimes, Jake allowed her a pair of crotchless panties, but not tonight. Tonight was special, he had told her.

Jake came into the room to inspect her when Olga was finished readying her. He motioned her to turn around. He placed a ruby chocker around her neck and a pair of ruby droplets in her ears. Jake showered her with expensive jewelry. In the beginning, Narissa was flabbergasted by his extravagance and generosity, but she soon saw the gifts for what they really were: another way to establish ownership of her. 

"You look very lovely tonight, angel."

"Thank you Jake." She replied on autopilot. 

"Show me how much you appreciate your gift." He commanded softly.

Narissa knew what to do. She knelt down before him and undid his pants to free his dick. Jake had taught her how she should show her appreciation to him. Narissa gave a broad lick to the head of his shaft making sure to pay extra attention to this part as this was where Jake was his most sensitive. At first it had taken her several tries to get even half of his cock into her mouth without gagging but Jake made her suck him for hours before she got it just to his satisfaction. 

She licked, nibbled and sucked on the tip before taking his rod into her mouth. She was almost able to get his cock all the way into her mouth using the deep throat technique he had taught her. Jake stood there silently looking down at her. He didn't move a muscle. The only indication that he was turned on was the hardness of his cock. He then began to breath heavily as she sucked her mouth up and down on his rigid pole. When he gripped her hair tightly, Narissa knew he was about to come. She braced herself as she felt a burst of salty liquid fill her mouth. She was careful to swallow every drop of his semen, otherwise she knew she would be punished later. 

The truth of the matter was, that she had actually come to enjoy the taste of him. God what slut I am, she thought to herself.

"That was very good angel. You may get up now. Put him away." He instructed referring to his dick. To her chagrin, she felt the urge to get him hard again so that he could fuck her. He pussy was pulsing with need. Not realizing what she was doing, she looked at him imploringly. Her lips were fixed in a pretty pout.

Jake laughed rubbing her head. "You're greedy for it tonight aren't you?" She nodded her head frantically. "You know the rules angel, but tonight, I have something special planned for you. You will like it." He said pulling her up. He gave her a long deep kiss. "Now be a good girl, and let's go."

Jake took her to new restaurant, and it seemed like it would turn out like any other night until he announced, "We're going to a party tonight." Jake spooned a forkful of soufflé into Narissa's mouth, while he watched her reaction. She hated when he fed her because she knew people were staring, but this was just another way of showing his ownership. 'What do you think about that?" He asked when she didn't respond.

"A party sounds nice. I would like it very much." She replied carefully. The cogs in her brain began to spin. If she went to this party, she might be able to recruit help in order to escape. The sexual hold that he had over her was making her crazy. As much as she had come to crave his cock and the things that he did to her body, she knew that the longer she stayed with him he would own her so completely that she would not want to escape. Narissa couldn't let that happen. 

As if he read her mind, he reached over to grasp her hand roughly, green eyes flashing, "Don't try anything tonight. You will behave or you will regret it. Do you understand me?"

"Yes, I understand Jake." She said with her mouth, but her mind thought of a completely different answer. Jake had never let her around other people before. When he had people over, her would keep her locked in her room, daring her to scream. It didn't count when he took her out for a meal since he didn't allow her to look at anyone but him, but a party was different. Surely he would have to let her talk to someone. Her pulse began to race.

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When they pulled up to a large Georgian mansion that was almost as large as Jake's, Narissa felt hope. Surely one of the occupants of this grand home would be able to help her. Jake escorted her to the front door, with his arm tightly around her waist. A very large blonde who wore a tight leather corset and an equally tight pair of leather pants opened the door. The woman was wearing so much make-up that she almost looked as if she were wearing a mask. "Jake! Long time no see." The blonde greeted with a very thick southern accent.

"I thought I'd swing by for a minute or two." Jake smiled warmly at the woman.

"Well I hope you stay for more than a minute or two. Who's your little friend?" The woman eyed Narissa curiously, motioning them inside the house.

" Narissa this is my friend Sally Dupree. Sal, this is Narissa. She lives with me." Jake introduced.

"How do you do Narissa?" Sally greeted shaking the younger woman's hand. "I think you will fit right in. Herb like black girls."

Narissa's jaw dropped. Who the hell was Herb and what was this woman talking about?

"Not tonight Sal, we're just going to watch tonight. This is Narissa's first party." Jake explained.

"Just watching? Oh come on Jake, if she's living with you, she should be use to this by now." Sally pouted stroking Jake's arm flirtatiously.

Jake shook her head gently. "Just here to mingle my dear, but I will make it up to you." He winked at Sally.

"Oh well, if you should change your mind..." She trailed off licking her lips suggestively.

'Yes, I know." He said giving Sally's large behind a playful pat.

"Well lover, you know your way around. Everyone is in the living room. Enjoy yourself, and Narissa," Sally said turning to the baffled girl in front of her, "It will be our pleasure getting to know you." Sally grinned before walking off.

Narissa had no idea what that exchange was about but she had a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach. Jake led her to the living room, where six other couples were gathered, casually conversing amongst themselves. She noticed that most of the people here were dressed similarly to Sally. "Don't be so tense. These people are harmless." Jake whispered in her ear.

"What kind of party is this?"

"What kind of party do you think it is?" He asked with a wink. She hated it when he answered a question with a question.

"I don't know. Why is everyone dressed like this?"

"That's how they feel the most comfortable. Let's just say that they all lead alternative lifestyles. Now be a good girl and let me introduce you around." 

After the introductions were made, Narissa decided to make her move. "Can I go to the bathroom Jake?" She was gambling on the fact that with the other partygoers distracting him, she might be able to slip from his attention. 

"Okay, I'll take you." He answered.

Damn, he wasn't going to budge.

"Jake you simply must tell us where you found this darling girl." A tall redhead approached. She could have been a model with her all American good looks. 

"Around. How are you Sonny?" He asked casually.

The name Sonny brought Narissa's head up. She looked closely at Sonny. This was the same woman from the Wicked Burrito, but her hair was now red instead of blonde.

'I've been well. You haven't been around lately." Sonny pouted.

'I've been busy lately." Jake said as if Sonny was boring him.

"Hmm, well, when you're ready to play again, give me a call, and you can bring your friend too. She can watch." Sonny smirked walking off, swaying her hips seductively. 

Narissa shook her head in wonder; the party seemed to get weirder by the moment.

"Jake, we've tried the new product. Sally loves it. Where the hell have you been lately?" A man asked approaching Jake and Narissa.

"I'm a busy man." Was Jake's reply.

"Who's this pretty young thing?" The tall thin man asked. The man looked to be in his mid-fifties.

"This is Narissa. Narissa, this is Herb Dupree. He and Sally live here. They are two of my biggest clients. They own a few shops of their own, and I am one of their suppliers." Jake explained.

"Oh." Narissa smiled politely. 

"So are you going to share tonight or what? Sally gave me to bull story about you just wanting to observe." Herb asked the question of Jake but his eyes never left Narissa's body. She felt like cringing away from his leer, but she knew that if she offended this man it would be her hide. 

"Not tonight."

"I can certainly see why, but don't keep her to yourself so long will ya?"

"I may share occasionally but she will always be mine." Jake said it in such a way that Herb was silent for several moments. 

Herb shrugged the comment off. " I'm glad to see you here anyway. I wanted to ask you about that last shipment I put in a couple of weeks ago, and a few other business matters."

"Sure." Jake shrugged.

"Let go into the study real quick before the entertainment begins."

Narissa used Jake's momentary distraction to assert herself once more. "Jake I really have to use the bathroom."

"Oh, the bathroom is down the hall, third door on the left." Herb said helpfully.

Before Jake realized her intentions, Narissa wiggled out of his arms. 'I'm going to the bathroom." She announced. To her surprise he didn't follow her, but when she looked back she saw him staring at her with angry eyes. If she didn't get away from him now, she was in for it. 

Narissa rushed into the bathroom without knocking, and walked in on the redhead that she met earlier. "I'm so sorry." Narissa apologized quickly before turning to leave. She needed to find another escape route and fast.

"Don't rush off darling. I was just doing my make-up." Sonny smiled insincerely at Narissa.

"It's okay."

"Do stay. I wanted to have a little chat with you anyway."

"Me? Why?"

"Let's just say, I'm curious. You're not Jake's usual type."

"Really? Then what is Jake's type?" Narissa asked deciding she didn't like this woman.

"Me. But I guess that's neither here nor there. This just doesn't seem like your scene and I know what a demanding lover Jake is. He needs a woman to satisfy him, not a little girl."

Narissa was not going to let this woman intimidate her. "Maybe Jake is tired of used goods." Narissa countered.

Sonny turned from the mirror to glare at her and for a second, she looked as if she would attack but instead she threw back her head and let out a throaty laugh. "So the kitten has claws. How did a little girl like you get mixed up with the big bad wolf?" Sonny asked curiously.

Narissa had a split second decision to make. "Look, I have to tell you something. Jake has kidnapped me and I need your help to get away." Narissa explained desperately.

Sonny looked at her for a second as if Narissa had spouted two heads then she let out another loud laugh. "You are too much kiddo."

"I'm serious. He keeps me locked in a room and he has me watched all the time by these two awful people. They're Russian, and they help him punish me if I get out of line." Narissa grabbed Sonny's arm.

"Darling I don't know how much you've had to drink tonight but I think you should be cut off for the night. Now don't go telling anymore tales my dear or you'll lose that prime hunk or man, and I'll be waiting." The redhead warned shaking Narissa's hand off her arm before walking out of the bathroom.

Narissa panicked. What if Sonny told Jake what she said? Narissa looked around the bathroom. She whispered a silent prayer when she saw a window by the toilet. If she could open the screen she could get outside.

Just as she was halfway out of the window, she heard the door handle jiggle. She was glad that she had the foresight to lock it. Lucky for her, the bathroom was on the first floor, she thought as her feet touched the ground outside.

"Getting some fresh air Narissa?" Jake was leaning casually against the house. How did he know? Narissa shot into motion. She started running like a track star. She fully expected Jake to chase her, but to her surprise he didn't. Maybe he was going to let her go after all. As she began to run on this strange estate she didn't know where she was going until she spotted some woods. She decided that she would hide in the woods. While running towards them, she ran past some tall hedges.

Ten minutes later she was still running around the same hedges realizing that this was a maze! Jake must have known, which was why he hadn't chased her. Narissa knew she had to find a way out or he would find her. She backtracked and chose a different path only to find herself back in the same spot where she began, and to her horror Jake stood there with an amused look on his face. Despite his calm expression, she could feel the rage emanating from him.

"Tired yet?" He asked. He walked towards her and she took a hasty step back ready to flee again. His hand snaked out so fast that she didn't see it coming. He caught her arm in a tight grip. She tried to pull away only to be turned around and smacked on her ass. "Are you going to walk or do I have to carry you?" He inquired softly. She hated when he used that quiet tone with her. It meant that she was really in for it. That calm before the storm was what frightened her the most.

"I've already said our goodbyes to our hosts. They were disappointed that you wanted to leave so early, so I've invited them over for dinner next week. Come on."

He practically dragged her to the car. As they were driving back to Jack's, Narissa could no longer hold her tongue. 

"I hate you!" She spat at him before bursting into angry tears or fear and frustration.

"I'm sorry you feel that way Narissa. You will however, eventually learn to love me."

To be continued... 



Mine Ch. 09



Her one chance of escape was blown, unless Sonny went to the police, which Narissa knew was highly unlikely. She sat in the car looking sadly out of the window. If she had the opportunity, she would have thrown herself out of the car while it was in motion but Jake had child locks on the side of the passenger door. The door could only be opened from the outside. Jake made a call on his cell phone on the way to their destination but Narissa wasn’t paying attention to what was being said. Her stomach was too tied up in knots to listen. When they arrived back to Jake’s house, (she refused to call it her home), Sergei and Olga were waiting at the door. 

Jake dragged Narissa from the car and practically threw her at the waiting couple. “Take her downstairs and get her ready.” He instructed the Russian couple before disappearing into the house. Narissa made an effort to wiggle out of Sergei’s grasp, but the giant of a man held her firmly against him. He hoisted her up by the waist and proceeded to carry her through the house. Narissa kicked and clawed at his arms and legs, which only served to tighten his hold on her.

“Be still you fool. You will only make it worse for yourself. What were you thinking to pull such a stunt anyway?” Olga hissed at Narissa as she followed closely behind her husband.

Sergei took her downstairs and Narissa expected them to put her in the usual room where she received her punishment, but he bypassed the room and took her through a door that she had never been through. When they were in this new room, Sergei dropped Narissa to the cold concrete floor. Narissa looked up to see the Russian couple standing menacingly above her, wondering what they were going to do. Instinctively she knew that her punishment was going be unlike any she had ever experienced. 

Narissa noticed chains hanging from the ceiling. Her heart began to pound in fear. Olga knelt down beside her and undid the chocker from around Narissa’s neck, and then removed the girl’s earrings. “Stand up.” Olga ordered. Narissa shook her head. Olga shot a meaningful look to her husband. Sergei stalked over to them and grabbed Narissa’s arm so hard that she felt that it was being wrenched out of its socket.

She was pulled up roughly. He lifted her higher still. Olga pulled a chair from the corner of the room and pulled it to over where Sergei stood. Olga climbed up on the chair and grabbed Narissa’s wrist and locked it in one of the hanging cuffs and then repeated the motion with Narissa’s other wrist. Narissa found herself dangling a foot off the ground.

From somewhere else in the room, Olga produced a black bag. From the bag, she pulled out a gag and stepped up on the chair once more to fasten it around Narissa’s mouth only to be meet with the sharp nip of Narissa’s teeth. Olga let out a stream of angry Russian words. Curse words most probably. Stunned at being bitten by this insolent girl, Olga did what she had been itching to do for weeks; her open handed palm connected with Narissa’s check.

Sergei spoke sharply to his wife in their language, to which Olga answered back angrily. Olga tried again to put the gag on Narissa. She was met with little resistance this time. With that accomplished she stepped down from the chair glaring at Narissa who glared back. Sergei then pulled out a knife from his back pocket and Narissa’s eyes widened like saucers. She wanted to scream but due to the gag, any sound she made came out as a muffled groan.

She closed her eyes not wanting to watch him stick the knife into her body, but when no pain came she opened her eyes to see him using the knife to slice her dress right off. When her clothes fell away he lifted a piece of her dress and rubbed it between her legs. Narissa tensed. Sergei lifted the cloth to his nose to inhale deeply of her scent. Narissa turned her head away in disgust.

She had no idea where Jake found these two, but they were just as crazy as he was. She didn’t notice Olga pull another item from the black bag until she felt the Russian woman fastening something on her nipples. Whatever it was, the clamps were so tight that she felt her nipples would fall off from lack of blood circulation. A chain connected the nipple clamps, that when pulled, it would increase the tension on her already tortured nipples. Olga pulled out another clamp from the bag, and spread Narissa’s thighs apart and fastened the clamp on Narissa’s clit. 

Once again, Narissa’s traitorous body let her down. She was becoming aroused. Olga smirked as beads of moisture formed along Narissa’s swollen labia. Narissa hung there naked and ashamed while Olga and Sergei watched her squirm. Her arms were beginning to hurt. After several minutes of watching Narissa hang from the ceiling, they abruptly left. Upon their exit, one of them flipped off the light switch. She hated the dark and her arms hurt. She didn’t know how long she would be left in this painful position. She began to cry in frustration. She cried until her head drooped and she nodded off.

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While she slept, Jake came into the room. He turned the light on and took the chair to sit in front of an unsuspecting Narissa. No other woman had ever made him feel quite this way. In the beginning, it was just a game. Women were a dime a dozen to him. He could easily let Narissa go so that he could find her replacement on that very same day if he so desired. The thought of letting her go however, made him physically ache. She looked so beautiful hanging there. Her chocolate body was just waiting to be ravished. He had only to look at her and he wanted her.

Jake still didn’t know what it was about her that had driven him such an extreme lust, that he would hold her here against her will, but he no longer cared. Every other woman that he had been with had been free to come and go as they pleased. He didn’t even mind them sleeping with other men. Sonny for example, had been his lover for a few months. She was by far one of the most beautiful and experienced women he had ever had. She loved S and M, she gave great head, and there wasn’t anything she wouldn’t try at least once, and yet Sonny couldn’t hold a candle to his Narissa.

The situation was laughable because in the beginning Narissa had been so innocent and inexperienced in the world of sex. Now, she was exceeding his wildest expectations and the explosive lust he felt for her was so obsessive that he knew he would rather kill her than let her go. She was his! One day she would admit it to him and to herself. She would have to realize that he would never let her go. In the meantime, she needed to learn who was in charge.       

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Narissa woke up aware of a presence inside the room. Her eyes adjusted to the light. Jake was sitting in a chair in front of her, staring at her with a dark, brooding look. Her arms ached like a son of a bitch and she had to pee so badly that she could barely stand it. It felt as if she had been here for days, although she would find out later that she was only there for three hours. 

Jake sat there staring in silence. She closed her eyes against his scrutiny only opening them when she heard him move to get up. He walked out of the room and she breathed a heavy sigh of relief. Her relief was short lived. He returned with a bullwhip in one hand and a riding crop in the other. He had never used either item on her before. Her body began to shake in fear. It wasn’t so much from the instruments that he carried, but the quiet menace in which he was moving. 

She had seen Jake angry before, but she had never seen him quite like this. He walked behind her. He rubbed the riding crop against her ass cheeks before he slashed it against her tender flesh. She moaned loudly through the gag. Jesus this hurt! Not giving her much of a chance to react to the first lash, another came down on the backs of her thighs. She let out a howl. He continued to slash the crop down on her butt and thighs. Never had she experience pain on this level, and she realized that her previous punishments were nothing compared to this.

By the time he finished whipping her with the riding crop she had urine running down her legs and tears running down her face. She was sobbing loudly in pain. She let out a muffled, “Please stop!” From behind the gag.

He finally put down the riding crop only to pick up the bullwhip. The riding crop had not prepared her for this. It was so painful that when he brought the whip down on her back, she passed out after the first two strokes. Jake finally relented when he saw her body go limp. He looked at her dispassionately before taking his leave of the room. This was only part of her punishment.

Narissa regained consciousness later on to find herself back in her bed, naked and facedown. Olga was applying some salve to her back, thighs and buttocks. Jake was a maniac, she thought to herself. The pain was unbearable. Narissa would have gladly welcomed death at that moment. Mercifully, she passed out once more.

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Narissa was kept in her room for the rest of the week. Olga would come in to tend to Narissa’s backside and leave her food. Jake would periodically check in on her but he would not speak. One night Olga informed Narissa that there would be a party that night and she would have to attend.

A nice warm bath was run for her. Olga sat by the tub lathering her hair and Narissa was sitting in the tub listlessly when Jake walked into the bathroom. “Have her ready in an hour.” He said to Olga while he looked at Narissa’s flushed face. She didn’t look up at him. She didn’t dare. As quickly as he entered, he departed.

An hour later, she was still naked but Olga had perfumed her, oiled her body, and fixed her hair and make-up. Jake came back to the room exactly one hour from his last appearance. Narissa was sitting in front of the vanity mirror.

“Stand up.” He ordered. These were the first words he had spoken to her since the car ride home from the party. As usual he slipped some jewelry around her neck. Her quick glance in the mirror showed her that this was no ordinary piece of jewelry.

It was a rhinestone dog collar. She looked up at him with a question in her eyes but knew better than to ask it out loud. When the collar was tightened around her neck to the point where she thought she might choke, he attached a leash to the collar. Appalled, her first thought was to pull away but one look from Jake quelled any rebellion that she may have felt. 

He tugged the leash indicating that she should follow him. When they reached the foot of the stairs, he turned to her. “Get down on your hands and knees.” He instructed. Narissa got down on all fours without hesitation. He tugged the leash once more and she followed him on her hands and knees. He was treating her like a dog. He led her to the dinning room. To Narissa’s dismay, there were people seated at the table!

“Oh my goodness Jake, you are too much!” exclaimed Sally, one of the people from the party.

“Jake, what happened to your other dog?” Asked a snide voice that Narissa recognized as the hateful Sonny’s. 

The rest of the people sitting around the table acted as if there was nothing out of the ordinary. Jake took his seat at the head of the table tugging Narissa to his side. Her humiliation was complete. This was far worse than the whipping she had experienced earlier. While Jake sat, Narissa remained on her hand and knees at his side. 

Anyone observing the people at the table would have thought that everything was normal: if you didn’t take into account the naked girl wearing a dog collar and leash. Tears of shame welled up in Narissa’s eyes. She wished that the floor would swallow her up. Nothing that Jake had ever done to her had prepared her for this.

When a dinner of Lobster tail and Filet Mignon was served to the guests, a dog dish was with her name was placed in front of Narissa. Narissa’s face burned with humiliation. “Eat up.” Jake said softly. She knew it wasn’t a request. She leaned over the bowl and began to pick the pieces of cut up meat with her hand only to get it smacked. Her eyes flew to Jake wondering what she had just done wrong. “Is that how dogs eat?” Jake asked.

“No Master.”

“Well eat up and do it right.” He said, in a jovial tone. The people around the table looked upon them with amused interest but didn’t say anything. They all acted as if this sort of thing was normal.

Narissa leaned over face over the bowl to take a bite of her beef. She was relieved to discover that the meat was cut up filet mignon. When she had first seen the bowl, she had feared that it was dog food. She could barely taste her food anyway because she was too conscious of the situation. To make matters worse. Rusty moseyed out of the kitchen and stuck his face right in her food. She was not going to continue eating with this dog’s face stuck in her food, but when she heard Jake telling her to finish it, she had no choice. She wanted to gag. A tear slid down her face as she shared her food with Rusty. As she ate, Jake’s hand began to stroke her ass. 

She felt his hand slide into the crack of her cheeks and to her chagrin, her body responded to his touch. Jake grasped her hips to pull her closer to him, but Narissa didn’t dare lift her face from the bowl. Rusty growled at the sudden movement, not liking his dinner interrupted. Jake’s fingers continued their light caress. He stroked his middle and forefinger from her neither hole to her now damp slit. He did this while not missing a beat in the dinner conversation with his guests. 

“Jake when are you going to let us play with your doggie.” The odious Herb spoke up. 

“Feel free to play with Rusty anytime. He likes the attention.” Jake answered smoothly.

Herb was not amused. “You know what I meant damn it.”

“Do I?” Jake seemed in a devilish mood.

“Oh come on man. Quit playing games. You know I’ve wanted a piece of that action the moment I saw her.” Herb eyed a now quivering Narissa who was so caught up in Jake’s fingers now sliding in and out of her that she didn’t realize that they were talking about her. 

“Hmm, I’ll think about it.” Jake smirked.

“You never used to be so possessive.” Sonny observed jealously wishing that it were her receiving Jake’s attention at this moment.

“I’ve never had such a prize before.” Jake answered smoothly. Sonny’s face turned beet red.

“That put you in your place, didn’t it honey?” Sally chortled at the indignant redhead.

“Shut up you old cow!” Sonny hissed.

“Come on ladies, there’s no need to be catty.” Spoke an unidentifiable voice at the table. Narissa didn’t care who was talking. Rusty was long gone, sauntering back to the kitchen when the food was gone and Jake’s fingers were buried so deep in her cunt, that she was literally oozing juices. Narissa moved her hips back and forth over his fingers.

“At least let me get a whiff of that sweet pussy.” Herb whined.

Jake feeling indulgent withdrew his soaking wet fingers from Narissa’s pussy. She whimpered in protest at the withdrawal. Jake picked up a napkin and wiped the moisture from his finger and then tossed it to an eager Herb.

Herb inhaled the scent of the cloth taking delight in the sweet, and tangy scent of Narissa’s channel. He thought that his cock with burst right then and there. “I can see why you don’t want to share her, but you did say you would be game tonight.” Herb pointed out.

“And so I did. There will be stipulations though.” Jake said thoughtfully. Narissa wasn’t sure if she liked the sound of that.

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After dinner while the guests were having dessert, Olga reappeared and took Narissa’s chain. She was lead to the living room where she was laid out on a table similar to the one in her punishment room. Her legs were spread out as far they would go. Each leg was tied down to the legs of the table. Olga handcuffed Narissa’s wrists together and hooked them to post above Narissa’s head. 

Narissa was bewildered when Olga began to remove her own clothes. Olga’s body was milky white. Her small firm breasts were crowned up large red nipples. Olga’s pussy was clean-shaven and she had nicely rounded hips with long shapely legs. The sight on Olga’s body should have repulsed Narissa as she had never entertained the thought of being with another woman, but she couldn’t tear her eyes away from the other woman’s body.

Olga ran a hand across Narissa’s taunt breasts causing the younger woman to shiver. Narissa wished her body wasn’t so responsive to touch. “Do you like that little girl?” Olga asked with a smug look on her face.

Narissa nodded. She arched her back as Olga pinched her nipples. Narissa moaned softly as Olga continued to stimulate her by playing with her breasts. During this, the other guests entered the living room in several states of undress. By now, Narissa didn’t care, she was so turned on that she didn’t care who fucked her now. This was what she had been trying to escape all along. She was no longer a Jake’s prisoner. She was a prisoner of her own body.

To be continued…………



Mine Ch. 10



The rest of the guests entered the room in various states of undress. Narissa had a sinking feeling that she knew what was about to happen. Jake walked into the room with hands in pocket. He casually leaned against the wall while the guests eyed her naked body. "Touch what you want, except the pussy. That belongs to me. No kissing her mouth either." Jake instructed.

Before Narissa realized what was happening, hands were all over her body. She cringed, turning her head away only to meet with the icy stare of Jake's eyes. While some participants were finding amusement with the bound female in the center of the room, others began to make out with each other. This was an orgy! Oh dear lord, she thought to herself. Just when she thought that Jake could not be more depraved he sunk a little lower. She looked around the room. A couple was rubbing each other's bodies, while two women next to them were kissing. 

Something that struck her as odd was a man standing in the corner of the room looking a little uncomfortable with the goings on around him. He looked at her with....what? He looked a lot like he felt sorry for her and Narissa turned away from that look, feeling embarrassed. The lustful glances she could stand, but the pity she could not. She felt ashamed enough as it was.

Narissa desperately wished that her body wasn't so responsive. The revolting Herb was sucking roughly on one of her nipples, while Olga was playing with her ass. Sally Depree sucked hungrily on Sergei's long rigid dick. Narissa closed her eyes as another participant, a female, began to suck on her other nipple. The attention that he body was receiving was heady.

Olga slipped a finger into Narissa's ass causing her to gasp. Jake often stimulated her asshole and she found it quite enjoyable. While Olga worked her finger in an out of Narissa's ass, a cock was being rubbed against Narissa's body. Her pussy was dripping wet and she so badly wanted to be fucked. 

She looked over to see Jake still standing against the wall. His cock was hanging out of his pants and Sonny was working her mouth up and down on it. Narissa's heart plummeted. In some weird sense she felt betrayed. Why was Jake letting that woman do that to him? Although Jake's dick was hard, he seemed to be bored. As Sonny continued to fuck Jake's cock with her mouth, Jake watched Narissa, and she watched him right back. Narissa was so busy watching him, that she didn't realize that Olga had removed her finger. The finger was replaced by something much thicker and longer. Her anus was so wet from her cunt juices that Sergei's cock slid right in. 

"Oh" she sighed. Sergei's cock was large, but not as large as Jake's. No one could fill her ass or pussy the way Jake could. "Fuck my ass please." She begged. She wished that her hands were not cuffed so that she could play with her clit. She wished that Jake hadn't made her pussy off limits. She wished.....that it was Jake inside of her. Sergei began to pump furiously into Narissa's ass. 

Narissa was so hot that she felt that she would burst at any moment. Her tits were super sensitive from all of the licking and sucking. When Sergei's seed was shot up her ass, he was quickly replaced by Herb who had been eagerly waiting his turn. Herb was not large at all. He was actually on the small side but he pumped away at her ass with an intensity that made up for his lack of size.

When Herb hit her spot, she bit her lip roughly to stifle a scream. Narissa glanced over to where Jake stood. He had such a stormy look on his face that all pleasure that she felt was gone in an instant. Sonny was still working on Jake's cock, but Narissa could see the angry rise and fall of his chest. His nostrils were flaring and the look in those green eyes could kill. Narissa wasn't aware of it, but her bottom lip quivered in a pout. 

Jake seemed to lose it at that moment. He shoved the unsuspecting Sonny away none too gently. He stalked over to the table and told Herb in no uncertain terms to get off. Jake then turned to Sergei and Olga who were screwing wildly on one side of the room. He spoke to them sharply and Olga rushed over and unlocked Narissa's restraints. When she was free, Jake picked Narissa up and strode out of the room with her.

"I wasn't finished!" Herb whined.

"What's gotten into him?" One man asked. 

Sonny who had literally fallen on her behind glared angrily at Sally who was laughing at her in glee.

"Missed out again, honey?" Sally teased.

"Shut up you fat bitch!" Screeched Sonny.

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Upstairs Jake took Narissa to his bedroom. He dropped her on the bed and fell on top of her. His mouth crushed hers. "You're mine." He growled fiercely as his tongue dove into the dark caverns of her mouth. Narissa was hot all over, even more so than she had been downstairs. Only Jake could make her feel this way.

"Please fuck me Jake." She pleaded, spreading her legs apart for him.

"Oh, I'm going to fuck you alright." He answered, while ripping his clothes off, needing to feel her naked skin against his. When he was also naked he flipped her over and she instinctively went to her knees. Doggy style was one of their favorite positions. He rammed his cock into he wet box.

"Oh Jake!" She squealed in delight. His balls slapped against her round black ass. Jake fucked her like a man possessed. He grabbed a handful of her hair and with each thrust, he drove himself harder and harder into her cunt.

Narissa knew that her pussy would be sore in the morning, but she didn't care. "Fuck me harder." She begged, needing to feel him deeper inside of her. Only he could bring her to this height and in that moment she knew that she would never be free of him and she was no longer sure that she wanted to be. 

"I'm coming!" He yelled, gripping her hips as he came inside of her. He turned her around so that he could pull her on top of him. 'I was so jealous watching them touch you angel." He said after catching his breath. He gently stroked her hair. Green eyes locked with brown. "You must know that I can't let you go." He said softly.

"I know." She leaned over and kissed his lips. "I don't want you to let me go." "You belong to me, don't you angel?"

"Yes." She answered snuggling into his warmth before drifting off to sleep.

* * * * * * * * *

Jake should have been ecstatic. Narissa was his and she had finally admitted it, so why did he feel so empty inside? The satisfying feeling that he thought he would have was missing. He left Narissa sleeping soundly so that he could make his lunch appointment with Tim. He left instructions with Olga and Sergei that Narissa could have free reign of the house. Narissa had been punished enough. A wave of guilt suddenly washed through him, but he quickly shook it off.

This led Jake to his next line of thought. Olga and Sergei. They were becoming a bit of a problem. He knew that the both of them overstepped their bounds at time, but he was getting fed up with them, especially in their handling of Narissa. That hand mark that had been on Narissa's face the night after the party had not come from him. He would never strike his angel in the face. 

Tim had warned him about hiring those two, but at time, they had suited his needs. When he was looking to hire people to run his house, they were ideal. The background check revealed that the Chekovs defected from Russia due to unsavory business practices that got them in trouble with the KGB. When they came to America, they changed their names from Vladimir and Natalya Bolshoy to Olga and Sergei Chekov. Jake's detective was very thorough. They had been perfect. They would turn a blind eye to his practices and they shared a lifestyle similar to his. Now Jake wondered if he should fire them. It really wasn't their fault. They were who they were and he had known that from the beginning. It was just that they seemed to take more and more for granted the longer they worked for him

Tim was waiting for Jake when he arrived at the restaurant. The two men got down to business as usual. Tim gave the rundown and Jake listened half-heartedly. Jake didn't seem to notice the edge to Tim's usually easy going voice. "Jake are you okay?" Tim asked noticing his friend's distracted expression.

"I've got a lot on my mind I guess." Jake shrugged.

"Oh yea? Are you thinking up new ways to torture your sex slave some more?"

Jake threw his friend an icy glare. "Don't talk about Narissa like that."

"I meant no offense to her. Besides, I wasn't the one dragging her around with a leash. Do you know how degrading that looked? Is that your new thing now?" Tim asked. Tim had known Jake since college and the ladies had always flocked to his friend. They would do anything Jake asked them to do. Tim had never quite embraced Jake's lifestyle although he did occasionally attend a few of Jake's parties. He was a man after all, and after his divorce, Jake's parties were a way for him to get some action with no strings attached. Tim knew he owed his friend a lot. It was through Jake that he made such a comfortable living, but after seeing that naked girl in a dog collar and leash, Tim wondered if Jake had gone too far this time.

"She loved it." Jake finally answered.

"What the hell are you talking about? That girl looked miserable."

"Did she look miserable when she was being pawed and screwed in front of everyone?" Jake asked through narrowed eyes. Tim was such a pain in the ass, he thought.

'Yes. As a matter of fact she did."

"Oh? And you would say that someone begging to be fucked in the ass is miserable?" Jake sneered.

"Jake, what the hell is wrong with you? You never use to be like this. Yes, I saw her begging for it, but there was this look in her eyes. She looked so sad. I don't know where you found that girl but she's not like the other girls you've had before."

'I know and that's why I want her and she wants me too. Just last night she was telling me that she didn't want me to let her go." Jake bragged. 

"Maybe so Jake, but did you have to humiliate that poor girl the way you did? The girl was eating from a goddamn dog dish and you let that flea-ridden mutt of yours eat from the same dish. The poor girl was crying for Christ sake."

Jake gave Tim a long hard look before he spoke. "Rusty is neither flea-ridden or a mutt."

"You are an asshole Jake Daniels. Have you no shame for what you're doing to this poor girl?

"That poor girl is living in the lap of luxury. She has jewels, furs, and she gets wined and dined in the finest restaurants. I would hardly call her a 'poor girl'"

Tim shook his head. Could this cold stranger sitting before him be the same man that Tim had thought was his best friend? "Jake," Tim began uneasily, "Sonny told me that Narissa told her about some strange kidnapping plot. Now, I know Sonny is not known for her truthfulness, but when I saw that girl last night.....What have you done Jake?"

"Tim, I don't pay you to probe into my life."

"Don't you dare grandstand with me you cocksucker. I'm also your friend. Is it true?"

"Is what true?"

"Don't play games with me Jake, I'm not one of your women. Is it true?" Tim demanded.

"It's not kidnapping if she wants to be there." Jake finally responded.

"That's not what I asked. Did you take that young woman against her will?"

"Will you go to the police?"

"No." Tim sighed heavily, not liking what he was hearing. "I wouldn't do that to you, but surely you must know that you have to let her go."

"Like hell I will. She is mine!"

"Do you hear yourself? She's a human being, not a toy. You may be rich but you can't have everything you want."

"She wants to be with me." Jake countered.

"Jake, we've known each other for over twenty years. Now as your friend, I am asking you to do the right thing. You have to let her go. Her body may respond to you but I saw the look in her eyes and the wounds on her back. You once told me that you never left marks. Why should she be any different when out of all the women you've been with, she's probably the least deserving of that treatment." Jake didn't answer. He stared sullenly ahead. 'Jake are you listening to me?"

'What do you know about it? This is the first time you've even seen her."

"I have eyes."

"She's mine.", was Jake's answer.

"I see. Well I guess this is it then."

Jake finally made eye contact with his friend. "What are you talking about?"

"You've finally crossed the threshold of insanity. You know, when you became interested in this lifestyle, I didn't think it was such a big deal. But when you acquired your wealth, you developed a God complex. At times you've treated me like I should kiss your ass every second of the day because you gave me this job. I am grateful and I show my appreciation to you by doing a damn good job. I'm tired of it Jake and on top of that, you've been using and discarding women since I've known you but now it's become much worse. I've kept quiet over the years out of respect for our friendship but this time you've gone too far. You've destroyed that girl. What's going to happen to her when you get tired of her? I've known you for a long time Jake, but I'm not going to sit back and watch your downward spiral into hell. You disgust me. Fuck you, and fuck your job. I quit." And with that Tim stormed off leaving Jake to pick up the tab.

Jake watched as his friend of over twenty years walked out of the restaurant and out of his life. Tim didn't know what he was talking about. How could he let his angel go when she belonged to him?

* * * * * * * * * * * 

Narissa was worried. Jake had been gone for three days. She hadn't seen him since the night of his party. Olga and Sergei weren't much company. Every time they came near her, she would blush in embarrassment remembering what that had done to her at the party. 

Her heart was torn. She wandered aimlessly around the house missing Jake but on the other hand she wondered how she could feel this way about him after all that he had done to her. Stockholm Syndrome perhaps? She had read about it once. Maybe that was it, but she didn't care. Her body craved his. Since he had been gone, she would toss and turn in the middle of the night rubbing her clit to relieve the ache. Where was Jake? She received the answer to her question the next morning.

Narissa woke up to find Jake sitting on the side of her bed. "Jake!" She exclaimed in excitement, scrambling to her knees and hugging him tightly. "I've missed you." She showered kissed all over his face.

He grabbed her and returned her kiss hungrily. His tongue explored the sweetness of her mouth. She tasted so good. "Good morning angel." He pulled away from her.

"Jake what's wrong?" She asked noticing his appearance for the first time. He was usually immaculate in his appearance, but this morning he looked haggard. He had four days worth of stubble and his beautiful green eyes were bloodshot. Jake caressed Narissa's cheek. She looked so beautiful, he thought in awe.

"Angel, I've done you a disservice."

"What are you talking about?" Narissa's heart sped up. She knew whatever he was about to say, she wouldn't like.

"I'm letting you go." He said softly.

"No!"

To be continued...



Mine Ch. 11



As Narissa browsed casually through the clothes rack, she had the strangest feeling that she was being watched. "Narissa, is that you?" A voice asked from behind her.

"Malik!" She exclaimed in delight, throwing her arms around him.

"You look great girl. What have you been doing with yourself this past year?" he asked, eyeing her up and down.

"Oh a little of this and that." She answered coyly.

"Damn, you look good. I know I just said it, but you really do."

"Thanks. You don't look to bad yourself." She flirted lightly. The Narissa from a year ago didn't know the meaning of the word flirt. "What are you doing here Malik? This is a woman's clothing boutique." Narissa pointed out.

Malik grinned sheepishly. "I'm with my girlfriend. She's been dragging me to every store with a sale today." 

"Where is she now." She asked noticing that he was alone.

"She's in the dressing room. She'll be a while but as I was waiting I thought I saw you so I came over to make sure. I'm glad I did."

"Well, I'm glad you did too. It's so nice seeing you again Malik. Are you still at the law firm?"

"Hell no! Shortly after you left I started looking for another job, because of that shit they pulled on you. My buddy got me a job at the accounting firm that he works at. This job is much better than my last. I told old man Turner to kiss my black ass."

Narissa laughed at the image that popped in her mind. "I would have loved to have seen that. So what else is going on? I seem to remember that you were almost finished with your Bachelor's degree."

"Yes, I finished and now I'm in grad school working on my MBA. The company I'm with is paying my tuition as an incentive for me to stay with them. I just might. They're a good company."

"Wow. That's a nice benefit."

"Yeah, it is. How about you? You never did contact me when you left so I assume things worked out for you. What are you doing with yourself now?"

"I work at an apartment complex for a property management company. I make sure the rent is paid. I make sure the repairs get done. I organize social functions. I get a huge discount on my apartment since I live in one of the apartments. I love it." She smiled proudly.

"That's awesome. I have to say it again girl, you look great, and it's not just your looks. I mean, there's something different about you. You seem more confident. It's really sexy." He looked at her in awe. 

Narissa had changed. She was not the same girl she use to be. "A lot of things have happened Malik, but I think I've learned many life lessons." She said softly.

"Ahem!" Someone behind them tried to get their attention.

Malik looked guiltily at the girl who now stood behind him. "Narissa this is my girlfriend Tia. Tia, this is Narissa. Narissa and I use to work together."

Tia who could have passed for a young Janet Jackson eyed Narissa suspiciously before taking the hand that was offered. "Nice to meet you." She said. Narissa could tell that the girl obviously didn't mean it. Tia turned to her boyfriend. "Malik, let's go. There's nothing here that I want." She said petulantly.

"Okay. Let me say goodbye to Narissa first." 

Tia huffed at Malik's response and then stormed off.

"I hope you're not in trouble with her." Narissa said.

"She's a bit of a brat at times, but once you get to know her she's really cool."

"Are you happy with her?"

"Yes, but I wish you would have kept in touch with me. Maybe we----"

"Don't say it Malik. Just be happy. It was good seeing you again." She said giving him another hug.

* * * * * * * * *

Narissa let herself into her apartment. Her apartment. Even after all this time, it was still good coming home to a place of her own. There were no jackass roommates, no crazy servants and no Jake. Her heart still twisted at the mere thought of him but the pain had lessened over time. She hadn't seen him in a year, but she did occasionally hear about him through her friend Tim. 

She smiled briefly. Tim was such a sweetheart. It was Tim who had recommended the job she had to her. He was such a great friend. Narissa happened upon the calendar in the kitchen and gasped. It was a year to the day when she had last seen Jake. The memories came flooding back........

* * * * * * * * * * * *

"Angel, I've done you a disservice." 

"What are you talking about?" Narissa's heart sped up. She knew whatever he was about to say, she wouldn't like. 

"I'm letting you go." He said softly.

"No!" Her body went cold. How could he say such a thing? Just when she had decided that she could no longer fight what she felt for him. 

"Yes." He said getting up and walking to the window. His back was turned to her.

"Why Jake? Did I do something to displease you?" She asked with tear filled eyes.

"No you haven't. I'm just letting you go plan and simple."

"If I haven't done anything wrong, why do you want me gone? I thought you....I thought you had feelings for me." She said barely above a whisper. She thought about all the things he had done to her, how he used her and was often borderline abusive and it made her sick but there was another side to him however. She would get a glimpse of Jake's softer side every so often. She felt that the softer Jake was the real Jake, not the monster that he often pretended to be.

The real Jake was the one who would gently stroke her hair until she fell asleep. The real Jake had a sense of humor that always had her in stitches. The real Jake was the one who would look at her in such a way to make her think that she was the most desirable woman alive. That was the side she had fell in love with.

Narissa got off the bed and went over to where he stood. "I don't want to go Jake. Please don't make me go." She hugged her body tightly against his back. 

He stiffened and then shrugged her off. "I have to. I made a mistake."

"What mistake?"

"I thought you were what I wanted but I changed my mind."

Narissa moved to face him. There was such a cold distant look in his eyes. 'Why?" She asked again.

"You keep asking me why Narissa but I don't think you can handle the truth."

"Try me."

"I wanted to spare your feelings but I've grown tired of you. The thrill of the chase is gone. In the beginning it was amusing for me to take such an innocent, sweet young thing like you and turn her into a slut." Narissa gasped in shock at the cruel words, but Jake continued his dialogue. "Did you think a girl like you could hold me? You are just a little girl playing at adult games my dear, and frankly, you bore me."

Narissa felt as if her world was caving in. He had used her. He had made her do things that she didn't think she was capable of doing. He had made beg for his cock. He had made her a whore to his party guests and now he was tossing her to the side like something dirty. 

A rage that had been building up within her finally reared its head. Not caring about the consequences, she backhanded him so hard that his head snapped back. It had all been a lie. He had tricked her. There was no softer side to Jake. He really was the monster. He ruined her life and now he was kicking her to the curb because he was bored! Her fists beat furiously against his chest and Jake stood there and took it, which only made Narissa angrier. She kicked and beat her fists against him until she fell to an exhausted sobbing heap at his feet. Jake stepped across her sobbing body and walked out the room.

* * * * * * * * * * * 

In the kitchen Jake made a phone call. "Tim, this is Jake. I did it. Could you come by and pick her up?"

"You're doing the right thing Jake." Tim answered.

"Am I? Jake asked before hanging up the phone."

* * * * * * * * * * *

As Narissa walked out the door with Tim later that evening, she looked Jake straight in the eyes. "You may have made me want you, but you didn't break me." She said before walking out the door.

Narissa had been a bit reluctant to go with Tim when Jake had told her that a friend would be picking her up. She protested at first until she recognized Tim as the man from the party. It was Tim who had stood in the corner watching her with a concern that she had been ashamed of. Instinctively she knew that she would be safe with this man, so she went with him, leaving the opulence of Jake's estate and Jake himself behind. 

Tim took her to his condo. "I have two extra bedrooms, so you can take your pick." He said showing her around his place. Narissa only nodded listlessly. "I want you to know that you can stay here as long as you like. I'll help you with anything you need." He offered kindly.

"Why are you being so nice to me?" She asked suspiciously wondering what he wanted in return.

"Would you have accepted help from Jake?" He asked shrewdly. She shook her head fiercely. "Well someone had to help you. Look, I see the suspicion in your eyes and it's understandable considering what you've been through, but I would never hurt you."

"Jake said the same thing." Narissa hissed turning her back on him.

"I'm not Jake!" he sighed raking his hand through his blond hair. "Look Narissa, I don't expect you to trust me one hundred percent but you have no place to go and I'm offering you a place to stay until you get back on your feet. It's the least I can do." 

"Yeah, but what does my welfare have to do with you?" She turned around to face him. Her angry brown eyes clashed with his concerned gray ones.

"Jake is my friend. He has a lot of faults but he wouldn't have left you homeless, but he knew that you wouldn't accept his help which is why he called me." 

"How can you be friends with him? You two are so different."

"We're not so different, and as for friend, I use that term loosely right now. I'm still rather pissed off at him but he and I have history." Tim shrugged.

"You're pissed off at him because of me?" Narissa asked incredulously.

"Yes, actually I am. I was married briefly and we had a daughter. Kelly is not that much younger than you and when I saw you at the party I was appalled. I kept thinking about Kelly and how I would feel had it been her up there on display."

"You must be very close to her."

"Unfortunately, I don't get to see her that often since she lives with her mother on the other side of the country, but I care for her very deeply. I wouldn't want anything bad happening to her."

Narissa gave Time a long assessing look. There was absolutely no reason why she should trust him, considering he was a friend of Jake's but then she remembered how he had looked at her at the party. In her heart, she knew that this man was trustworthy.

Tim let her Narissa settle in before he cooked her a simple meal for dinner. He was such a kind man. He was nothing like Jake. Jake. The thought of him brought pain to her. Her heart ached and her stomach clinched in pain. She would have to learn to get over him.

* * * * * * * * * * 

Tim woke up to the sound of a loud bloodcurdling scream. At first it took him a moment to remember he was not alone in his condo. He was about to rush to Narissa's room when he realized that he wasn't wearing a stitch of clothing. He always slept in the nude. He dug through his dresser drawer and pulled out a pair of pajama bottoms and put them on as fast as he could.

He knocked on her bedroom door. "Narissa are you okay?" He asked through the door. There was no reply so he opened the door. He was stunned by what he saw. Narissa was curled up in the corner of the room sobbing quietly and rocking herself back and forth. Tim's heart went out to her. He crossed the room and knelt before her. "Narissa. Are you okay?" He asked again gently.

She looked at him suddenly as if she had only just become aware of his presence. "Why? Why me? Why did I do to deserve this?" She wailed before breaking into loud uncontrollable sobs. 

Tim pulled her into his arms while she cried. He stroked her back lightly as he rocked her in his arms. "It's okay. It's all over now." He said dropping a kiss on her hair. He stood up, bent over and then lifted her into his arms. He laid her gently back on her bed aware that she was only wearing an oversized t-shirt and a pair of panties. Her firm young breasts were pressed against his naked chest. 

To his utter horror, his cock came to life. Jesus! He thought. I'm almost old enough to be her father. He tried to concentrate on comforting Narissa rather than his own growing need. She absently placed her hand in his lap to shift positions, only to come into contact with his erection. She stiffened and pulled away slightly. She looked up at him with a tear-streaked face. "Tim?" The question was there in her eyes.

Tim moved to get up. "I think you need to go back to sleep Narissa." He said firmly.

She reached out grabbing his hand. "Please don't leave me. I...I don't want to be alone." She said tearfully, needing the comfort of another human being.

"I can't stay Narissa."

"Why not?"

"Surely you know that if I stay....I won't be able to help myself from making love to you. You're a beautiful woman, but I won't take advantage of you."

"You wouldn't be taking advantage of me. Please stay. I won't mind if you..."

"But I do. What kind of man do you think I am?' He moved away angrily.

Narissa began to cry, with her face in her hands. Tim felt like an asshole but he couldn't stay with her or else he would end up making love to her. She looked at him with hurt eyes.

"Please." She implored once more.

Tim's control snapped. He climbed back into the bed and gathered her in his arms. He placed light kisses all over her face until their mouths met. He kissed her with a hunger that she matched. When their clothes were discarded, he stroked her shapely brown body. He cupped her small pert breasts in his hand and lovingly lapped at each chocolate nipple, savoring the flavor of her. She felt and tasted so good.

He needed to be inside of her now, but he knew he had to be gentle with her although his cock was ready to burst. Narissa lightly grasped his cock. "Please now." She begged.

"Not now sweetheart." He ran his tongue down her stomach until his face was buried into her wet pussy. He sucked ravenously on her clit. Narissa grabbed a handful of Tim's hair grinding her pussy against his face. His tongue slid into her slit and he began to fuck her gently thrusting his tongue in and out of her. He took his time eating her pussy until she came, gushing juices all over his face.

He slid his body back over hers and kissed her face. The taste of her juices on his mouth made her body so hot. Tim could stand it no longer. He thrust deeply into Narissa's waiting cunt. She wrapped her legs around his hips and moved with him. His cock felt so good inside her. It wasn't overly large but it stretched the walls of her cunt rather nicely. He thrust in and out of her until he shuddered against her. From the satisfied smile on her face he knew that she had also come. He wrapped his arms around her and stroked her back until she feel asleep.

* * * * * * * * * 

When Narissa woke up the next morning, she felt awkward. She couldn't believe that she let Tim make love to her. She wasn't looking for another lover so soon after Jake. When she walked into the kitchen tentatively, Tim was cooking breakfast. He smiled at her. The looked that they exchanged let her know that everything was going to be all right. Last night had been a one off. She relaxed and sat down at the table.

Tim became her rock. He encouraged her to pursue other interests. She met new friends. He found a job for her, and when she moved out of his condo after a couple of months, they would often go out for a meal together and talk on the phone. She knew she would not have made it through the past year had it not been for him. She did a lot of growing up over that year thanks to Tim. Now, looking at the calendar a year from the day she last saw Jake, she couldn't help but wonder what Jake was up to now.

The phone rang.

"Hello?" She answered.

"Hello Narissa. It's Jake."

To be continued...



Mine Ch. 12



Jake paced his living room floor wondering if he should pick up the phone and make the call that he had been longing to make all day long. He had woke up with a sense of excitement that he hadn’t felt in a long time. A whole year had passed since he last saw his angel. Narissa. His missed her so much that he ached. There wasn’t a day that went by when he didn’t think about her since he had let her go. 

Letting her go had been the hardest thing that he had ever done. He had made a promise to Tim however, that he wouldn’t make contact with Narissa for a full year. Tim had originally asked Jake to stay away from Narissa forever, but after seeing the despair in Jake’s eyes, Tim had conceded and agreed to only a year. A year would give Narissa a chance to settle into her new life without the threat of Jake hovering around. 

Tim would periodically tell Jake what Narissa was up to and through these reports, Jake learned that Narissa was happy and moving on with her life rather nicely. Jake knew he should have been happy for her and he was, but he was still miserable nonetheless. After what he had done to her, Narissa was entitled to her happiness. 

Tim had been right; he was a bastard. Jake didn’t know exactly when it happened but he began to view women as instruments to be used for his amusement. Not knowing whether it was his looks or his money that drew women to him, there were always women in fulfill his needs. They were all the same to him. Women liked to pretend that they were prim and proper but behind closed doors, they were nothing but whores. 

There were plenty of Jake’s former flames who enjoyed his parties, fucking any available person who had a cock or a pussy. His favorite part of the relationships had been one on one time, where he would tie them up and administer a few lashes with his favorite toys, and then he would fuck them thoroughly. They all enjoyed it, and his ego grew with each conquest. No woman could resist him for long. 

When the relationships were over, he would buy his current lady an expensive bauble as a parting gift and send them on their way. If they protested then that was their problem, not his. When it was over, it was over. 

Jake had never really had a high opinion of women. He could remember from an early age how miserable his mother had made his father. Sometimes Jake would wake up in the middle of the night to hear his parents screaming at each other at the top of their lungs. The arguments were usually about the same thing, his father was angry from being denied sex with his wife. After a while, the arguments stopped. Bill Daniels stayed away from home as often as he could. Jake had always been aware of his father’s affairs, which he blamed on his mother’s frigidness, but when Jake found out about his mother’s infidelities he never looked at her the same way again. She was a hypocrite but, Mary Daniels had always played the put upon victim, suffering the unwanted attentions of an oversexed husband. She wasted no chance in belittling her husband in front of anyone and everyone. 

The infidelities of his mother and father, didn’t bother him so much as his father choosing to remain with a woman who denied her body to him, but yet gave it so freely to others. Jake had vowed from then on that he would never let a woman treat him the way his mother treated his father. He vowed that he would always hold the upper hand, which was probably why he couldn’t stand being with any woman for more than a few months. That was however, before he had met Narissa Lewis.

     * * * * * * * * *

He didn’t know what it was that had drawn him to her but he had wanted her and why shouldn’t he have her? No woman said no to him. Ever. He had to have her. Soon his days became consumed with thoughts of her. The more he discovered about her, the more he wanted her. He decided that he would keep her. It suited him to know that eventually he would be the one providing her food, clothing and shelter. Her livelihood would depend on him. He had plans of seducing her with his glamorous life and she would fall into his plans, but it didn’t happen that easily. 

He was obsessed with her but he didn’t care. He thought about his plans for her every second of the day and it excited him and frightened him at the same time. He couldn’t believe this innocent young girl had the power to make him feel this way, but he would soon possess her and show her who was in control, he told himself. 

Somewhere along the line, he fell in love with her, but he didn’t recognize the emotion in the beginning because he had never felt anything close to it for any woman before. All he knew was that thoughts of her with other men or the thoughts that she kept hidden from him drove him to a jealously that he didn’t know he was capable of feeling. He knew she often thought about escaping him and that only made him mad. When she finally made her escape attempt, it drove him to such a violent rage that he unleashed upon her the worst punishment he had ever given to any woman before. 

He had wanted her to fear him so he could keep her in line. He needed to make her aware that there were grave consequences if she tried to leave him again. Her cries and screams did not penetrate through the barrier he had placed over his emotions as he whipped her. All he could think about was how she had tried to leave him. Hadn’t he taken good care of her? Hadn’t he showered her in jewelry and expensive clothes and yet she wanted to leave him. 

When she hung limply after passing out, he finally had the good grace to feel some degree of shame. Never had be resorted to such extreme measures of discipline with anyone but all his brain had been able to register was that she had tried to escape. He undid her bondage and carried her back to her room. An overwhelming sense of guilt washed over him as he examined her back. The last thing he had intended to do was mar her beautiful brown skin. He touched her back reverently.

“No Jake. Please let me go.” She had whimpered. Narissa was still unconscious but she was obviously in the throes of a nightmare.

At her words, all sense of guilt deserted him. Ungrateful bitch. He would teach her. He would teach her that she would never escape him. He was so angry in that moment that he devised a plan to make her his guest of honor at his party.

He saw the humiliated look in her eyes when he placed the dog collar around her neck and he nearly had second thoughts, but when she tried to pull away from him, it only hardened his resolve. During the party, he had convinced himself that she was enjoying herself, especially as she was spread out on the table for his guests to enjoy. He told himself that there was no need for the guilt that he felt, besides, this wasn’t the first time that he had ever put a woman on display like this. This was however, the first time that he was jealous because of it. As he watched Sergei pumping away at Narissa’s ass, his blood began to boil. Not even Sonny who sucking earnestly on his cock could take his mind off of the scene in front of him. 

His eyes locked with Narissa’s. Her bottom lip was poked out in a pout and it quivered ever so slightly. All he could think about was taking that bottom lip in his mouth while he thrust his cock into her pussy. He could almost smell the scent of her from across the room and that did it. She was his Goddamit! He wasn’t going to let anyone touch her ever again. He shoved Sonny roughly off of him not bothering to spare her feelings, since he had made it clear to her many times that they were finished. When 

Narissa was freed from her bondage, he picked her up and carried her upstairs to his room where he fucked he senseless. Narissa had been hot for him. Her pussy was so wet that he had easily slid into her. The sex with Narissa was like nothing else he had ever experienced. Afterwards when they lay breathless in each others arms she finally admitted that she was his. He held her tight as she fell asleep.

Later that night he woke up with his dick harder than a rock. Unable to wait for her to wake up, he turned her over and gently parted her thighs. Her cunt was still slick from his seed. He slid slowly into her sheath and began to move. Narissa slowly came to, making a satisfying mewing sound in the back of her throat. She wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his hips. She felt so good. Her pussy was so warm and tight. He kissed her lips, savoring the sweet taste of her. His hands roamed the length of her body while his tongue mimicked the thrusting of his cock. He came shortly after she did. He didn’t immediately pull out of her. He wanted to enjoy the feel of her a little longer. He knew then that he would never tire of making love with her. Making love, he thought reflectively. This was the first time that he had ever made love to any woman. 

The next morning, something didn’t feel right. He left Narissa sleeping and he felt confident that she no longer wanted to leave him but something was still bothering him. It was only when Tim had ripped him a new one, at lunch Jake finally realized what he had been fighting since he had laid eyes on Narissa Lewis. He was in love with her. 

Jake had stubbornly convinced himself that because he wanted her, he should have her. It hadn’t mattered to him if Narissa had never admitted to having feelings for him because she was his and that was all there was to it. 

Jake felt like an asshole. He was everything that Tim accused him of being. He thought back guiltily at all the things he had done to her. He had treated Narissa like a whore when she didn’t deserve it. What the hell was wrong with him? His hands fell into his face and he felt as if he couldn’t breath. He didn’t want to do it, but he knew what he had to do.

From the restaurant, he drove. He drove twelve hours straight only stopping for gas. He ended up in a run down hotel on the outskirts of Canada. Images flitted through his head. He thought about how he had cost Narissa her job, her school, and her apartment. He thought of the frightened look on her face when he first beat her. He thought of the utter humiliation at his hands as he led her into the dining room buck- naked.

There was no excuse for what he did to her. If he wanted something, he took it, not caring how it affected anyone but himself. That had been his rationale. The only reason he could give himself was that he was scared, of his own feelings. He was scared of losing that control he fought so hard to maintain all his life. He had know that she was too young, too sweet, and too innocent to mess with, but he did. Maybe he loved her because she was all of those things but regardless of the reason, he loved her. He loved her so much that he hurt. 

He had always loathed that word. Love was a word that was thrown out when a man wanted some pussy. He didn’t believe in the flowery love that women gushed over so when he realized that he was falling in love with Narissa, his love for her manifested into something dark and ugly, and all because he was too chicken shit to admit how he felt. And now he not only crushed her, his plan to use her while remaining emotionally detached backfired. He would let her go. That was the least he could do. He would do everything in his power to make sure she got back on her feet. 

Jake had called Tim. Tim had hung up on him the first time, but when he called Jake back was quick to explain that he would let Narissa go. Tim was still pretty pissed at him, but Jake knew his friend would eventually get over it. The two other them had been through so much together. 

 Jake drove back to Tim and between the two of them, they worked out a deal. Tim would let Narissa stay with him until she found a job and was able to support herself once more. The only thing that Narissa wouldn’t know was that the job Tim suggested was through a company that Jake owned. Jake hadn’t disclosed to Narissa where all of his income came from, only some of it. Jake then apologized to his friend for what he had done to him and to Narissa.

Jake drove home wondering how he would tell Narissa that it was over. The minute he saw her, his heart squeezed. She slept peacefully but suddenly she was awake. She threw her arms around him and Jake was hard pressed not to push her back on the bed and make love to her but he couldn’t so he told her that it was over. 

The hurt and bewildered look in her eyes cut him to the quick, so he knew he had to end things swiftly and brutally. At least if she hated him, she could walk away with her dignity, so he said things to her that he didn’t actually mean. He knew that his words hurt her, but they hurt him too. He stood there as she pummeled him with her fists. The pain of her fists didn’t hurt nearly as much as the pain in his heart.

He watched helplessly as she walked out the door. As Tim followed behind, Jake grabbed his friend’s shoulder. “Tim, I love her.”

“You have a funny way of showing it.”

“If I get my act together, maybe I can win her back.”

Tim gave Jake a long hard look. “I don’t think you should try and contact this girl again. She’s been through enough.”

“Don’t you think I know that?” Jake hissed.

Tim was surprised to see Jake eyes water a bit. Good. He deserved to feel this way, Tim thought, but he couldn’t ignore that look. “Jake, at least give her a year. You owe her that much.”

“Okay, but in a year, I will contact her.”

“And if she has no feelings for you, will you promise to leave her alone.”

“Yes.”

“Okay, well. Narissa is waiting.”

“Tim, about your job. Please reconsider.”

“We’ll talk about that later Jake. She’s waiting for me. I’ll call you tomorrow.”

Jake could only nod his head in despair. As he watched Tim drive off with Narissa, he felt that a part of him had died.

      * *  * * * * * * * 

Now it was a year later and as he promised Tim, he had not contacted Narissa. He took a deep breath and went to the phone. He knew Narissa’s phone number because Tim had given it to him. He slowly dialed her number. His heart raced as he heard her voice on the other end of the line.

“Hello?” She answered.

“Hello Narissa. It’s Jake”

To be continued…………….



Mine Ch. 13



The phone rang. “Hello?” Narissa answered.

“Hi Narissa. This is Jake.” Came the familiar voice that had haunted her dreams for the past year. Her heart sped up.

“Jake! What do you want?” She blurted out. She thought that when she walked out of his house, it was over and she wouldn’t see him again.

“I wanted to talk to you, to see what you were up to.” He said casually as if they were old friends and nothing traumatic had passed between them.

“I’m fine Jake. How did you get my number?” She demanded. After the initial shock of hearing his voice she felt anger as she remember how they parted. 

“Tim, gave it to me. Please don’t be mad at him. I practically begged him for it.” Jake explained.

“I can’t imagine you begging for anything Jake.” Narissa sardonically. “Anyway, Tim had no right to give you my number, and I thought I made it clear to you the last time we talked how much I loath you.” She spat through the phone.

There was a long sigh on the other end of the line. “Narissa, I know you’re upset with me, and you have every right to be, but I am asking you to please meet me for dinner. I would like to see you.” He wasn’t exactly begging but she could sense a humbleness in his tone that hadn’t been there a year ago, but still after what he put her through he had a lot of nerve to ask her for anything.

“I don’t think so Jake. I’m not going to meet you somewhere only to be led into some kind of trap. Just because you’ve changed your mind about wanting to see me again doesn’t mean that I will automatically go along with your plans.” Narissa snapped.

“It’s not a trap. I just want to have dinner with you. That’s all. I want to explain things.”

“I want this and I want that. It’s still always about what you want Jake. Well, that’s just too damn bad. This past year I’ve learned a lot about myself. I’ve learned that I matter. I’ve learned that I deserve to be treated with respect, and I’ve learned to love myself, so frankly Jake, I don’t give a shit about what you want.” She hissed before hanging up the phone with a decisive click.

Narissa stood there by the phone for several minutes before she realized that she was shaking. She couldn’t believe she had just said they things she did. As she finally started to move away from the phone, it rang again. Jake again, she was sure.

“I don’t want to talk to you so stop calling.” She said about to hang up again.

“Narissa? Did I say something to upset you?” Tim asked on the other end of the line.

“Tim? Oh my God! I’m so sorry. I thought you were someone else.” She apologized, but then she realized that perhaps she didn’t owe him an apology at all. “How could you Tim?” She accused before he could get a word out. 

There was a brief pause on the other end of the line. “You just spoke to Jake?” He asked already knowing the answer.

“Gee, how did you guess?” Narissa asked sarcastically. “I repeat, how could you, especially knowing what he did to me?”

“I know honey. Look, that’s actually why I was calling. I wanted to give you a heads up that Jake was going to call. I guess he beat me to the punch.” He said apologetically.

“Why?” Narissa asked again.

“Because I think you two need to talk this thing out so that you can find closure.”

“Tim, I thought you were my friend. I should have known better though. You were Jake’s friend first. Have you been reporting my every movement to him?”

“No. Well, I did tell him that you were doing well, and that you’re happy, but I haven’t been giving him a blow-by-blow account of your comings and goings if that’s what you mean. I wouldn’t so that to you. Look Narissa, you’re not the only one who’s changed. He may not seem like it, but Jake has changed too, for the better I think.” Tim explained.

“Oh yea? And that should impress me why?” She asked not willing be give an inch.

“He really has Narissa. I can’t really say that he’s completely given up his lifestyle but one big difference is that Olga and Sergei is gone and he hasn’t had another party since you left. All he really does actually is work. He’s been working like a demon which I don’t necessarily think is good for him. He’s still an arrogant son of a bitch, but he’s still not as bad as he use to be. You did that to him. You were the one to make him realize that he was on a path of self-destruction.” Narissa remained mutinously silent. “You know Narissa, I’ve never asked you for much, but as a favor to me, please hear Jake out. If you still feel the same way after you’ve talked to him, then I will do everything in my power to make sure he stays out of your life.” Tim promised.

“Tim why do you want me to see him so badly? What’s in this for you?” Narissa asked cautiously.

“Jake has been my friend for a very long time and I care about him. Although I’ve only known you for a year, I’ve grown to care about you very much as well. I’ve seen so much growth in you but I don’t think you will truly be happy until you find the closure that I know you feel you didn’t get when things ended between you and Jake. Hear Jake out. He needs to get a lot of things off his chest and may be able to answer some of the questions you haven’t had answered yet. In no way shape of form do I condone what he did to you, but right now, he’s hurting too. I hate to see my two friends suffer like that.”

Narissa was silent for a moment. “What does he have to be hurting about? He was the one who kidnapped me for God sake. He beat me, did all kinds of deviant things to me, and then just when he had me convinced that I liked what was happening to me, he told me that I bore him! Now really Tim, why should I care?” She asked. Tears coursed down her cheeks as memories of her last confrontation with Jake resurfaced. Out of all the things he had done to her, those last harsh words that he had spoken had inflicted the most pain by far.

“Narissa honey, please don’t cry. If you don’t want to do it then don’t but I’ll tell you what, if you change your mind, I’m meeting Jake tomorrow night for drinks at the Starlight Grille around seven-ish. I’ll be there the whole time so you don’t have to be alone with him if you don’t want to.” Silence. “Narissa? Honey are you still there?” Tim asked concerned by the long pause.

“Yes, I’m still here.” She sniffed.

“Are you going to be okay? Do you want me to come over? I can take you out for a quick bite to eat if you want.” He offered.

“No. I’ll be okay, besides I’m sure you would have a better time with Kelly.” Narissa said referring to Tim’s daughter who was staying with him while she was checking out colleges in the area.

“Kelly has actually made a bunch of friends, so she’s hanging out with them tonight. She has no time for the old man.” He sighed.

Narissa smiled for the first time since she got home, temporarily forgetting her problems. “Oh come on Tim. Just the other day you were complaining that she was wearing you out dragging you all over town. You can’t have it both ways.” She lightly scolded.


“I know. I know. I just can’t believe how much she’s grown.” He sighed wistfully. “By the way, she really enjoyed shopping with you last week. She couldn’t stop talking about how great you are.”

“She’s pretty great too. Anytime she wants to do it again, I’m up for it. Well, I am exhausted so I think I will go hit the shower and call it a night. I’ll talk to you later okay?”

“Sure honey. Narissa?”

“Yes?”

“Think about tomorrow will you?”

“Okay. Goodnight Tim.”

“Goodnight.”

* * * * * * 

“She’s not coming is she?” Jake asked crestfallen. 

Tim carefully took a sip of his gin and tonic before he answered. Well, what do you expect Jake? You did put the poor girl through the ringer. Things don’t always turn out the way we want them.” Tim pointed out.

Jake raked his fingers through his short dark hair as he sighed in frustration. “I know, but I thought she would at least hear me out.”

“You knew what to expect when I told you she’s not feeling very receptive to you right now. She still hurts, but I think she also knows that she will eventually need to see you so that she can move on with her life.” Tim said taking another sip of his drink.

“I thought she already had.”

“She has and she hasn’t. On the surface, she’s happy but there is a certain sadness when look into her eyes. It’s the same look I often see in yours.”

“So do you think she still cares about me?” Jake asked hopefully.

“It’s hard to say Jake. Sometimes I think she does but other times I’m not so sure. Look, you’ve contacted her so now the ball is firmly in her court. Don’t push this because that will only serve to drive her further away.” Tim warned.

“But I miss her so damn much.” Jake pounded his fist on the table.

“I can imagine how you feel man, but after what happened, things aren’t magically going to fall into place for you. It’s going to take time Jake, and in the end, things might not work out how you want them to.”

“I know, but I’ve never felt like this for anyone before. I haven’t even had another woman since I let her go. I don’t want another woman but her. I don’t think I’ve jacked off so much since I was ten.” Jake laughed without humor. “Isn’t that funny Tim? Most of my life I vowed to never let a woman make me feel this way, and here I am sitting her like a Goddamn schoolboy with his first crush. How am I going to hold out?”

“You just will.”

“But you’re friends with her. Couldn’t you have convinced her to see me, if only for a few minutes?” Jake asked conveying his frustration.

“It’s not my call, and besides, I wouldn’t place her in such an awkward position. Look, you claim to care about her so much then prove it. You may have to face the reality that Narissa doesn’t want to see you again.” Tim watched his friend sympathetically. It was weird to see Jake this way. It was almost as if he were a broken man. Tim looked at his watch. It was nearly nine o’ clock. “Well, I told Kelly that I would be home by ten so I’m heading out. It doesn’t look like she’s going to show.” Tim sighed.

“Sorry, I’m late.” Came Narissa’s voice from behind him.

Jake looked up. His heart began to pound at an erratic speed. Her hair was copped close to her scalp, but he liked it. Her haircut enhanced her fine bone structure. He drank in every bit of her appearance as if he couldn’t get enough of the sight of her. Her beautiful brown skin glowed with health. His eyes skimmed the tight low-rise jeans that hugged her shapely legs and thighs, and curved so lovingly to her tight round ass. He felt the stirring of his cock as he remembered what it felt like to slid his cock between those smooth brown cheeks. Jake noticed that she wasn’t wearing a bra. The outline of her nipples showed through the tight black baby tee she wore. This was his Narissa he thought, but yet she was different. She was sexier than he remembered.

“Narissa you came.” Tim said pulling up a chair beside him. “What can I get you to drink?” He asked signaling to the waiter.

“Coke is fine.” She answered.

“I see you’re still not much of a drinker.” Jake spoke.

Narissa gave Jake a long hard look before she said anything. She vowed before she came here that she wouldn’t allow Jake to get inside her head. “No, I never really cared for the taste of alcohol.” She turned to Tim. “Did I hear you say you were leaving?”


“Yes, I have to get home. Kelly wants me to help her sort through some college brochures, but I can stay with you guys if you want me to.” Tim offered.

Narissa shot a quick glance to Jake. “It’s okay. I think Jake and I need to talk this thing out by ourselves.”

“Are you sure?” Tim asked. Narissa nodded.

“Well you have my cell number if you need me.” Said Tim.

“For God sake Tim, do you think I’m going to run off with her or something?” Jake asked in exasperation. The minute those words came out Jake flushed. Tim looked distinctly uncomfortable and Narissa looked down at her lap. An awkward silence fell among the three which was only broken when the waiter brought Narissa’s Coke to the table.

“It’s okay Tim. I can handle myself.” She stated firmly.

Tim kissed her briefly on the cheek. “Take care Narissa. Jake, I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”

Jake nodded absently. When Tim was gone Jake and Narissa faced each other across the table. He was pretty much as she remembered except for the fact that he looked as if he had lost weight. There was also a sprinkling of gray in his wavy brown hair that hadn’t been there the last time she had seen him. Other than those subtle differences, Jake was still devastatingly handsome.

“So talk.” Narissa said, taking a sip of her soda. “You wanted to see me so tell me what it was you wanted to get off your chest Jake.” Her tone was even but on the inside she was trembling. His intense green gaze still had the power to make her heart skip a beat. Be strong, she scolded herself.

“Thank you for coming to see me Narissa. I guess I want to start by telling you how sorry I am for what I did to you. You were right to say those things over the phone because I deserved them. If you could only understand where I’m coming from however, you may realize that I’m not the monster you think I am.” He then proceeded to explain everything that had led up to the events of his taking her. Narissa listened silently while Jake took her from the time he was young up until the last day they had seen each other. 

She shivered as she relived the pain and the pleasure of those months with Jake. “I’m not excusing what I’ve done Narissa but I just wanted to explain. I at least owe you that. Letting you go the way I did was the only way I knew how to make you leave. If I hadn’t been so nasty to you that day, you would have stayed and we both know it, but I couldn’t do that to you anymore and I couldn’t do that to myself. I would have been in the constant state of wondering if you were with me because you had feelings for me, or because you feared me. I really don’t think you even knew how you felt Narissa.” He concluded.

She looked him in the eyes. She wanted to believe him. She wanted to believe that she hadn’t been wrong in seeing the good in him. Perhaps…no, there was just too much water under the bridge. “Jake, I appreciate you sharing this with me.” She said getting up to leave.

“Where are you going?” He asked standing up with her.

“Home. I’ve had a long day Jake and I need some rest.” And I need to get away from you before I start believing that I care for you again, she finished in her mind.

He grabbed her wrist. Narissa looked down at his hand and Jake instantly released her. “Sorry. I just… look Narissa, surely you know why else I wanted to see you.” His green eyes flashed.

“I’m not a mind reader Jake.” Narissa said warily.

“I want to see you again.”

Narissa gasped. “Jake, I can’t.” She whispered.

“Why not? I can tell you still care about me. I see it in your eyes.” He accused. 

“I’m not putting myself through that again. It just hurts too much. Literally.” She said before walking away.

Jake stood immobile as he walked away. He knew the right thing to do was to let her walk out of his life for good, but he had to try one last time. The prospect of living without filled him with despair. He dropped a few twenties on he table and ran through the door. 

Jake saw Narissa in the parking lot and called out to her. She turned and paused. When he caught up to her, Jake pulled her roughly against his body. His mouth swooped down on hers. Narissa was too shocked to fight.

Jake’s tongue invaded the sweet cavern of her mouth, savoring the taste that was uniquely hers. He had longed to kiss her like this again: to hold her like this again. His hands moved down her back to cup and squeeze her ass. His rock hard cock grinded against her pelvis as he pulled her closer still. 

Narissa could feel herself melting in his arms. This was what she feared most; losing control of her body to his touch. She wrapped her arms around him as he deepened the kiss. He pulled his mouth away from hers so that he could plant kisses along her jaw and neck. They were locked in each other’s embrace oblivious to the curious passer-bys. When Narissa was delirious with desire, Jake pulled away slightly. “Now tell me that you don’t want me!” He demanded. “If you don’t, then I’ll walk away for good, but I don’t think you can.” He challenged.

To be continued…



Mine Ch. 14



Narissa stared at Jake, afraid to speak. Her mind told her to resist, but her body was screaming for the release that she knew only he could provide. "Say it Narissa." He demanded. His green eyes were wild with desire.

"I can't." She finally answered. Tears welled up in her eyes. Damn him for being able to make her feel this way again. After all that he had done to her, she still couldn't walk away. 

He pulled her against his body and kissed her lightly on the lips. "Give me another chance Narissa and I promise, I will make you very happy." He said desperately. His eyes searched her face. When he saw her wavering he moved in for the kill. "Let me spend some time with you. We will take things slowly. You can set the pace."

Narissa sighed. She knew that she would have to keep her guard up where he was concerned but she realized upon seeing him again, that she missed him. Dammit she missed him, but this time around, she was going to have a lot more say in how things were going to be. "Jake, we're going to have set a few ground rules if I agree to see you again.

He hesitated briefly. Jake was use to being the one in charge. That basic part of his personality would never change, but he understood her need to assert herself. If he wanted her in his life, he knew that he would have to bend a little. "I understand." He agreed.

"First of all, I would like to have some input into what we do and where we go out. I don't need fancy restaurants and expensive gifts. I won't lie and say that those things aren't nice, but sometimes I like going out for a burger or ice cream, you know, the simple things. Second, I want you to be honest with me. No more secrets Jake." She stated firmly.

"Okay. That sounds fair." He conceded. He couldn't tear his eyes away from her quivering lips. "Can I get a kiss goodnight?" He asked, which was humbling experience for a man who was so used to taking what he wanted.

Her lips were so soft under his. It took every ounce of willpower within him not to take her and run off. God he missed her. Jake forced himself to pull away. "Perhaps we can see each other this weekend. We can go on a picnic. Would you like that?" He asked.

Narissa smiled for the first time that night. "I would like that very much, only on one condition though."

"And what's that?"

"I get to provide the meal."

"Okay, you've got a deal." He smiled back.

Narissa's heart skipped a beat. After all this time he still had that effect on her. 

"I'll pick you up on Saturday around noon?" He asked.

"Sure, that sounds good."

As he walked away, she remembered that she didn't give him her address. "Jake don't you want me to write down directions to my place?" she asked.

"I already know."

She froze. How did he know? Tim. That must be it. She shrugged. No big deal. It was Tim who had given Jake her phone number so that was probably how Jake knew her address. It was lucky for Tim that she decided to give Jake another chance or he would be in hot water.

It wasn't until later that night when Jake realized his slip up. As he lay in bed, he agonized over Narissa's no secrets rule. How would she react when she learned that he was the one who owned the very apartment complex she lived in, and that it was he who had gotten her the job she now had? Jake recognized how proud Narissa was of her independence. Jake realized that she would feel that he was manipulating her again, when in fact he had only wanted to help her. He knew that if he told her the truth, he could lose her, but if he didn't tell he and she found out, he could lose her anyway. He was torn.

* * * * * * 

Narissa was on cloud nine. She and Jake had been dating for two months and everything seemed perfect. Unlike the first time, she felt as if she and Jake were equals. Jake no longer tried to impress her with his money or made her feel that she ought to depend on him for anything.

They would go to the movies, go on picnics, and just go for long drives. Narissa saw the side of Jake that she knew had been there all along. He was funny, considerate, and attentive. She always enjoyed the envious stares from other women when she was with him. He still had his moments where he liked to have his way, but she knew that he wouldn't completely be the Jake that she knew and loved if he didn't. And she did love him. She didn't know when it happened but she was in love with Jake.

He would kiss her and touch her body every so often but it never went beyond that. She was a little disappointed because she wanted more. Tonight, she was going to give herself to him. Tonight would be special. Jake was coming over to her apartment and she planned on cooking a romantic meal for two. She had even bought a tight little black dress for the occasion. Her body tingled with anticipation at what was in store.

She was just lighting the candles on her dining room table when there was a knock on her door. Jake. She smiled as she finished putting the last minute touches to the table before running over to answer the door.

Jake was leaning casually against the doorway holding a bottle of wine. He looked so handsome in a pair of khaki's and crisp black shirt that was unbuttoned at the throat. She had a sudden urge to place her mouth against that exposed bit of flesh but held back. A stray brown lock fell carelessly over his brow giving him a boyish look. Jake gave her his huge one hundred watt smile and her pulse began to race.

"Come in." She said going up on her tiptoes to plant a kiss on his cheek.

"You look beautiful tonight. Is this all for me?" He asked giving her an appreciative glance. The little black dress she wore hugged every curve of her body. His mouth began to water. Jake had promised himself that he wouldn't go further than she wanted to but it was going to be a long night if he had to keep his hands off of her.

Narissa prepared a gourmet spread of shrimp cocktail, filet mignon, and crème brule. Neither one of them tasted a single bite as they ate. They were too absorbed in each other. After barely finishing dessert Narissa pushed her plate aside. "Do you want to listen to some music?" She asked feeling shy all of a sudden.

"I'd love to. We never did get around to tasting this wine I brought. I know you're not much of a drinker but I think you will like this one. Shall I pour us a couple of glasses?" He raised a dark brow.

"Sure." She answered as casually as she could. Her heart was beating do hard that she would sure he could hear it.

She rummaged through her CD collection and pulled out a Marvin Gaye disk. When Marvin's dulcet tones sang through the speakers, Narissa joined Jake on the couch sitting next to him. She took the pre-offered glass of wine from his hand. She took a sip.

"Mmm. This is good." She smiled.

"I thought you might like it. It's a little sweeter than most wines. My friend who owns a vineyard makes it and when I tried it, I thought about you." He smiled, pleased that she liked his choice in wine.

His smile had such a devastating effect on her that her hand started to shake causing her to spill some wine down her dress. "Oh my goodness." She laughed nervously.

"Let me get that for you." Unable to help himself he said leaned forward to lick the wine that was dripping between the exposed valley of her breasts.

Narissa gasped. He looked up. "Tell me to stop and I will." He said. 

Narissa couldn't say anything if her life depended on it. Taking her silence for acquiescence, Jake put his own glass of wine down and took her glass from her nerveless fingers. "This wine is delicious, but I bet it would taste even better on your lips." He said dipping his index finger in the glass of wine before rubbing it across her lips.

Narissa's mouth parted as he slipped the damp finger into her mouth. "Suck it." He ordered. Narissa gently sucked the wine from his finger. The taste of the wine against his skin was heady. Jake removed his finger and then leaned over. He traced her lips with his tongue. "I was right. The wine definitely tastes better on your lips." He whispered.

Narissa shivered with pleasure. Jake pushed down the straps of her dress to reveal her pert bare breasts. Jake dipped his finger in the wine again. When his finger was dripping with the sweet fluid, he reached over to circle her nipple with his finger. He repeated the motion with her other nipple. Jake put his glass down then before cupping her breasts in his hands. He sucked one nipple deeply into his mouth. "Oh Jake." Narissa moaned.

"The wine tastes even better here." He said before taking her other nipple in his mouth. Narissa grasped his head, holding him against her breasts as he sucked roughly on her nipples. Narissa could feel her pussy contracting at the sensation coursing through her body.

His mouth against her skin was unlike anything else she had ever experienced. It wasn't long before they were both naked on the couch kissing each other with a wild abandon of lovers long denied of each other's touch. Jake got off the couch and lifted Narissa up into his arms. As he carried her to the bedroom, his mouth never left hers.

He deposited her on the bed and his body immediately covered hers. Narissa ran her hands down his back only to have her wrists captured in his hands. He pinned her wrists above her head in one of his hands. He leaned over and nuzzled her neck with his face.

"Jake let me touch you." She begged, her body quivering with desire.

"Not yet, angel." He whispered against her skin as he lapped her skin with his tongue. He dropped kisses along her breasts and belly before placing a light kiss on the neatly trimmed patch of hair between her legs. He let go of her wrists them.

"Keep you hands above you head." He commanded softly. Jake was still as dominant as ever in the sack but Narissa was so turned on that she would have done anything he asked of he in that moment.

He grabbed her thighs, lifting her up so that he could gaze at the pink lushness of her exposed pussy. He inhaled deeply. The very scent of her drove him crazy. He dove face first into her dripping pussy, slurping on her throbbing clit. Narissa wiggled beneath him knowing that she wouldn't hold out much longer if he continued this assault of her senses.

"Please!" She begged. She needed his cock so badly that she thought she would die. 

"Patience angel." He said before sliding two fingers into her dripping cunt. He fucked her with his fingers as his mouth latched onto her clit again.

"Oh god Jake. I'm going to come." She screamed bucking her pussy against his face. 

This caused Jake to suck on her clit even harder, milking her cunt of it's juices. Narissa came twice before Jake was finished eating her out. Jake wasn't completely finished with her yet however.

He kept her legs spread as he went to his knees. He stroked his thick, long cock in his hands. "Do you want this angel?" He smirked rubbing the head off his shaft against her clit. Narissa could only moan. Her sweat-dampened body was helpless to his will. "Say it angel. Tell me you want this cock." He ordered softly as he rubbed his cock along her still wet slit.

"Yes Jake. Please give me some cock." She pleaded. 

Jake could no longer contain himself. His hard rod slid into her slick sheath. Jake grunted as he pushed deeply into her. Her pussy was so hot and tight. He had waited for over a year to feel this good again and it was worth the wait. He pumped in and out her. Narissa began to move her hips with his to meet him thrust for thrust.

He drove into her like a man possessed. Jake shuddered against her as he shot his load up her tunnel. Narissa screamed out Jake's name. Nothing could compare to this intense moment. Jake collapsed on top of her. 

He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her brow. Narissa smiled lazily as she drifted off. She thought she was dreaming when she heard the whispered words "I love you."

* * * * * *

A week later Jake took Narissa out to a new Italian restaurant that they were both dying to try. They were having a good time enjoying each other's company, chatting, and laughing when someone came over to their table.

"Jake. Fancy meeting you here." A tall thin man stood by their table.

Narissa eyes him curiously and Jake looked a little uneasy.

"Hello Joe. Yes, it's a small world isn't it?"

"I'd say." Joe smiled jovially.

Jake seemed reluctant to introduce Narissa to this man and Narissa began to have a strange feeling that something wasn't quite right here.

"Aren't you going to introduce me to your lovely companion?" Joe smiled.

"Uh, sure. Joe this is Narissa. Narissa this is Joe." Jake introduced briefly without elaborating. Narissa's face grew hot. Was Jake ashamed of her?

"We're in business together." Joe elaborated when he noted Narissa's confused expression.

Narissa nodded. Maybe Jake didn't want her meeting anyone that was involved in his business considering what he did for a living.

"Well Joe, Narissa and I have to be going but we'll talk tomorrow okay?" Jake said as if to shoo his colleague away.

"Yea, sure. Remember though, we have a meeting this week with that group who is interested in investing in the Sierra Vista apartment complex." Joe said.

Jake stiffened. He merely nodded Joe's way before the man went away.

When Joe was gone, Narissa looked at Jake with confusion in her eyes. The Sierra Vista was where she lived and worked. "What was he talking about Jake?"

Jake didn't answer at first.

"Jake what's going on?" She asked again. "No more secrets dammit." She said through clenched teeth.

"Narissa when I told you about my business ventures, I didn't tell you the whole of it. I didn't lie to you about the adult catalogue or the stores. That's how I made some of my money. When the adult business took off I decided to diversify so I branched out into other ventures. Property development was one of them. I own lots of property actually."

Narissa's jaw dropped. "You own the Sierra Vista complex?"

"Yes."

"So technically, I work for you?" she asked.

"Yes."

"And you're my landlord?"

"Yes."

Narissa took a moment to process what this meant to her. "How long have you owned it? No, better yet, did I get my job because of you?" When Jake didn't answer Narissa's heart fell. It was as if he had never let go of the control he had on her life. "Does Tim know?" She laughed humorously. "Don't answer that Of course he knows. It was through his 'friend' that he had heard about my job. I guess that friend was you. Well, so much for my independence. It was all a joke wasn't it? You must have had a good laugh at my expense. Both of you did." She said bitterly.

"No Narissa, it wasn't like that."

"Do you think I am going to believe you now? Don't bother. Just in case you didn't know, let me tell you something about your friend. We fucked. Was that part of the plan?" She asked vindictively. 

By the stunned expression on Jake's face she realized that he didn't know. He actually looked very hurt. Good. For all she cared Tim and Jake could both go to hell. "You will understand if I leave then. I'll take a cab and I will thank you not to follow me out." She got up to leave.

Jake watched bleakly as she walked out of the restaurant and out of his life.

To be continued...



Mine Ch. 15



Tim was woken up to the insistent ringing of his doorbell. “What the fuck?” He muttered as he stumbled sluggishly out of bed. He looked at the clock on his nightstand. It was one in the morning. Who the hell would be ringing his doorbell at this time of night? 

The person ringing the bell was getting more persistent. Who ever it was, Tim planned on giving the son of a bitch a piece of his mind. He looked through the peephole to see Jake, looking pissed. Now what was this all about? Tim shrugged and opened the door.

He had barely gotten the door open when Jake’s fist flew connecting with his jaw. Tim was so shocked by the sudden assault that he stumbled to the floor. Jake’s eyes glittered with rage. “You back stabbing son of a bitch!” Jake stood over a stunned Tim. “Get up!” Jake demanded. 

Tim swiftly got to his feet only to be knocked back down by another blow. “Get up you cocksucker.” Jake ordered again.

Now Tim was angry. Instead of standing up, he lunged forward and tackled Jake at the knees. Jake went crashing down on his back, which caused the wind to get knocked out of him in the process. Tim was able to get a punch of his own off before Jake was able to catch his breath.

The two men went blow for blow, knocking furniture over and breaking things. Only when they were both exhausted and panting did the punches stop. They circled each other like jungle cats, eyeing each other wearily. Tim wiped the blood from his mouth. “What the hell is going on?” Tim asked angrily.

“Don’t play dumb with me. You fucked her! You are suppose to be my friend. I can’t believe that you would dare to lay a hand on her knowing how I feel about her.” Jake accused.

Tim froze. “Narissa told you?”

“Yes, she did. I’m surprised I didn’t hear it from you, friend.” The way Jake emphasized the word friend made it obvious that he wasn’t feeling anywhere near that way towards Tim. 

Tim sighed. He had actually forgotten about that incident. Narissa and he were friends and he wouldn’t change that for the world. Though that experience had been pleasurable, he recognized it for what it was: one human reaching out for comfort in another. “It wasn’t like that Jake.”

“And how the fuck was it then? When did this happen? Have you been sleeping with her this past year all along while I was pouring my heart out to you?” Jake asked uncaring of the blood that dripped down from the side of his own mouth.

“It was a one time thing. She was upset. I was there for her. It happened the night she left your house. Narissa was crying. She called out in her sleep. I went to her and it just happened. It didn’t mean anything to either of us.”

“If it didn’t mean anything to either of you, why would you keep it from me and why would she throw it in my face the way she did?” Jake asked.

“Under what circumstances did she tell you?” Tim asked.

“She found out about my company owning the Sierra Vista. Joe Nieman was at the restaurant and let it slip about my property development company. She didn’t take it so well. That’s when she told me about the two of you. She made it very clear that you two ‘fucked’, as she so delicately put it.” Jake glared at Tim in disgust.

Tim sighed heavily. He could imagine how upset Narissa was when she found out about Jake’s business. “You should have told her when you started dating. I warned you that it would be better coming from you then her finding out some other way.”

“You’ve got a lot of damn nerve to stand there and lecture me about what I should or shouldn’t have done. How about this, you should not have fucked my woman!”

“Like I said, it meant nothing. I’ll call her right now and we’ll straighten this whole thing out.”

“Ha! Just try. She made it clear that she didn’t want anything to do with either of us.” Jake laughed humorlessly.

“I see.” Tim racked his fingers through his blond locks. “Look Jake, we’ve known each other for a long time, and you know I have never been the type to try and steal your women. I know how you feel about Narissa and I can imagine how it must seem to you but like I said, it was a one-time thing. Narissa was upset that night and I was there for her.” Tim explained calmly. 

As angry as he was, Jake could see that Tim was telling the truth. He still was jealous as hell though. Jake wanted to be the only man to know Narissa intimately and it tore him up inside to think of her with anyone else. “Was there no other way to comfort her? Did you have to fuck her?”

“I don’t know. We were both caught up in the moment. Look, I didn’t mention it because one, after it happened I knew you would overreact. I mean look at us, we’re black and blue. Second, I never really gave it that much thought because it didn’t mean anything to Narissa or me. We are friends and you can believe me or not. I’ve never lied to you Jake.”

“Narissa hurled it in my face.” Jake pointed out stubbornly.

“Probably because she was hurt and upset and she wanted to hurt you back. People tend to lash out when they are hurting inside.” 

“She never use to be that way.”

“Because she was scared of you, but she’s not anymore. Is that what you want, a relationship based on fear?” Tim asked incredulously.

Jake sighed. “No. I like the woman she has become. I use to think that loving someone meant being weak but the time I spent without her showed me how wrong I was. God I love her.”

“Did you tell her how you feel?” Tim asked shrewdly.

Jake paused for a moment. Had he told Narissa that he loved her? He may have whispered it to her after lovemaking long after she slept but he couldn’t remember telling her in any other circumstance. “I don’t think I have.”

“Well I think you should.”

“But she hates my guts now.”

“Give her some time. Show her how you feel about her.”

“I’m new to this love thing. What am I suppose to do other than shower her with expensive gifts and make sure she has everything her heart desires?”

Tim thought for a moment. “Give her the thing that you value the most.” He answered finally.

Jake looked at his friend and it suddenly dawned on him what Tim meant. “No. I can’t do that.”

“If you love her you will. You have to give a little.”

Jake sighed. “You’re right.”

There was a brief pause before either of them spoke. “Hey let me get you some ice, you’re going to be sporting a nice shiner tomorrow.”

“So will you.” Jake smirked.

“Yea, I know.” Tim grinned sheepishly heading for the kitchen.

“Oh, and Tim,” Jake halted him. Tim turned around. “If you ever touch her again in any circumstance, I’ll rip your heart out.” Jake said with a smile on his face, but meaning every word.

“You can certainly try.” Tim smiled back, equally serious. After that, the incident was not mentioned again.

* * * * * *

Narissa was sure that she would have to get her head examined after tonight. Not a week later from when she vowed that she would have nothing to do with Jake, she found herself driving to his house. She had just come from another fruitless day of job hunting.

When Narissa found out that Jake was responsible for her having her job, she asked her supervisor for some leave. In that time, she began an extensive job hunt. There weren’t a lot of jobs out there that were comparable to what she currently had. To top that off she needed to find a job that paid slightly more than what she was making because she planned on moving and she wouldn’t have the huge discount she had now on her apartment. There was no way she was going to remain under Jake’s thumb in any capacity.

She had come home with her answering machine blinking. She wasn’t surprised to hear Jake’s voice. He had called her every night since she walked out on him at the restaurant. The message was usually Jake imploring her to pick up the phone so that they could talk. This new message had been different.

“Narissa, this is Jake. You don’t have to pick up the phone, but please listen to me before you erase this message. For some perverse reason, I never told you about my property development business because I wanted you to like me when you thought I was just some guy involved in the adult industry. In my mind, I thought that if you cared for me thinking that was where my income came from, you would accept other aspects of my lifestyle. Soon, it was never really worth mentioning. When you left my home over a year ago, I knew you didn’t have a place to live or a job to go to so I talked to Stan, your supervisor because I knew that he was looking to fill the position you are currently in now. All I asked him was to give you an interview. Believe me------” Beeeeeep. The answering machine cut him off.

The electronic voice came on announcing the next message. It was Jake again. “God I hate answering machines but I will leave you a thousand messages if I have to. As I was saying, you know what Stan is like. He would not have hired you if he didn’t think you were up to the job. The only strings I pulled was getting you the interview. I swear. As you know, the apartment comes with the job so everything you’ve done this past year was all you. I had nothing to do with your success this past year. I know I have no right to ask anything of you, but I would like to see you. Please come to my house on Saturday. There’s something I have to give you. It will be yours to do what you wish. If after coming to see me, you don’t want to have anything more to do with me, I’ll understand. Seven o’ clock Saturday, and Narissa, I lov----” Beeeeeep. 

Narissa stared transfixed. Was he telling her the truth? She didn’t know if she could put herself through another encounter with Jake but on the other hand, she didn’t know if she could move on with her life if she didn’t see him with one last time. Narissa didn’t want to worry about what ifs for the rest of her of her life.

Now, here she was driving to Jake’s house with a feeling of trepidation, not knowing what was in store fore her. When she arrived a shiver ran up her spine. This was the first time she had been to Jake’s house since over a year ago. 

Jake answered the door when she rang the bell. A look of relief washed over his face. “You came.” He smiled opening the door to let her in.

She paused for a second. Jake had a huge black eye. What the hell happened? No, she didn’t want to know, because if she asked she just might end up caring so she pretended as if she didn’t notice it. “Yes, but I’m not staying long. What is it that you wanted to give me?” Narissa asked wearily.

“Would you please follow me?” He asked.

Narissa shrugged as she followed him through the house. When he started up the stairs she paused. “Why do we have to go upstairs?” She asked in alarm.

“Because what I have to give you is upstairs.”

“I’m not going up there Jake.” She stated firmly.

Jake saw the determined look in her eyes and sighed. “Fine. Stay here. He went up the stairs. When he was gone she felt something wet on her leg. She looked down to see Rusty licking her leg, wagging his tail enthusiastically. “Rusty!” She knelt down next to the slightly overweight golden retriever. “You remember me.” She stroked his furry head. Rusty licked her face enthusiastically. “I missed you boy.” She hugged him affectionately.

“He missed you too, and so do I.” Jake said from above her on the stairs. Narissa glanced up. In his hands he held a pair of handcuffs and the whip she had become all too familiar with. She stiffened. Was this some kind of trick? She stood up causing Rusty to whimper.

“What the hell is going on?” She asked backing up.

“Don’t leave.” He implored holding his hand with the items out to her. “Here, take them.” He said.

Narissa’s forehead crinkled. “What is this all about Jake?” 

“This is for you.” He gestured for her to take what he had in his hands.

“No. I don’t want it.” She shook her head backing away. “I don’t even understand why you would think I would want it.”

“It’s my way of telling you that I love you.”

Narissa was even more confused. “How does giving me a whip and handcuffs show that you love me?” She asked in bewilderment.

“Please take them.” He insisted.

“What for?”

“I want you to have them and if you’d like, you can use them.”

“On you?” She raised an eyebrow.

“If you’d like.” His green gaze did not waver from her face.

“You would give up your precious control and allow me to handcuff you? You would actually let me be in control?” She asked suspiciously. She felt a lump in her throat. She knew what it meant for Jake to make himself vulnerable to another person and in that moment, she knew that he did love her. Tears welled up in her eyes. “Why didn’t you tell me about your owing the Sierra Vista? Why didn’t you tell me in the beginning?” She asked.

“Narissa, if Tim would have told you I owned the Sierra Vista in the beginning, you would not have accepted the help. Knowing you, you probably would have preferred living in some homeless shelter than to accept any kind of help from me. Am I right?”

“Yes.” She flushed. She had been too hurt to even consider accepting anything from Jake at that point.

“And when we started dating, you were so proud of your independence that I couldn’t burst your bubble by telling you that I owned the Sierra Vista. Anyway, as I said on your answering machine, I only asked your boss to interview you, nothing more. Even if he did feel that he had to hire you because you knew me, he certainly would not have kept you on if you weren’t doing your job. You deserved that job. Everything you have accomplished this past year was because of you, not me.” He finished sincerely.

Narissa walked over to Jake and threw her arms around him. He caught her and held her against his body. “Narissa.” He sighed happily. He pulled back for a moment giving her a serious look. “Angel, there are certain things about me that will probably never change. I still like----”

Narissa placed her fingers over his lips. “I know, and I have done some research on the BDSM lifestyle myself. I know it’s what you like, and sometimes we can do it. I trust you not to go too far. Truth be told, the light spankings kind of turns me on.” She admitted.

“And I won’t go too far. ” He promised.

“I know. But you will have to make some concessions for me as well.”

“Anything.”

“Sometimes, I just want to make love. No whips, no spanking, and no handcuffs, just you and me expressing how we feel for one another.” She answered honestly.

“And what would up like to do now?” He asked. Narissa gave Jake a wicked grin taking the whip and handcuffs from his hands. “Tonight, I want to have a little fun.” She winked at him.

“I’m up for that.” He said suggestively taking her palm to rub it against his erection. 

As they headed upstairs, Narissa turned to Jake. “Jake, what happened to your eye?” Curiosity got the better of her.

“Tim and I had a run in.” He answered.

“Oh no! Was it because of what I told you? I’m really sorry Jake. I only said that to make you mad. It didn’t mean anything to either of us.” She explained.

“I know. Tim told me the exact same thing. I was angry at first, but I can understand how it happened.”

“It won’t ever happen again.”

“I should hope not, besides I am going to make sure I never give you a reason to turn to another man for anything.”

“Oh? And how are you going to do that?”

“I am going to start out by making love to you so thoroughly that the thought of other men won’t cross your mind.” He vowed.

“Hmm. I like the sound of that. It works both ways you know. I don’t want to share you either.”

“From the moment your walked into my life, there was no other woman for me and there never will be.” He said honestly.

“I see. I am going to hold you to that.” Then she snapped her wrist making the whip crack through the air. “Now get upstairs and get undressed.” She ordered like a seasoned Drill Sergeant.

“Yes, ma’am” He answered.

“That’s Mistress to you.” She corrected him.

Jake bit back his grin. “Yes, Mistress.” He answered solemnly as he walked up the stairs.

They ended up in the bedroom. “Take off your clothes.” She ordered. Jake began to shred his clothes eagerly. “No. Do it slowly so that I can enjoy the view.” She said plopping on the bed. She leaned back as she took in the site of him slowly disrobing.

Her eyes feasted on his muscular frame. He was so beautiful. It was still hard to believe that this Adonis would want her. When Jake stood naked before her, Narissa’s mouth watered. “Mmm. You look good enough to eat Jake. Stroke your yourself for me.” She commanded softly.

His hand gripped his hardened shaft as he to moved his hand slowly up and down its length. Narissa could feel her pussy contracting from the sight of this. She spread her legs slightly causing her mini-skirt to move up around her waist. She then began to rub her throbbing cunt through her underwear. She licked her lips as she watched him stroke his cock. It seemed to get bigger and bigger with each stroke. She was sure it was just an illusion but all the same, she couldn’t help but think of what it would feel like when it was finally inside of her. She shuddered as she thought about his cock ramming into her wet channel.

She could tell that Jake was turned on with her watching him the way she was. She slowly got off the bed and walked towards him. “Get down on your knees.” She ordered. He hesitated slightly causing her to bring her palm lightly down on his buttocks. “That’s a warning.” She said silkily. “Do you understand?”

“Yes Mistress.” He answered dropping to his knees. He was so turned on right now that he would have done anything she asked in that moment. 

“Undo my skirt.” Jake complied. Her skirt fell to puddle at her feet. “Now the panties.” She ordered. He eagerly went about this task. Unable to help himself, he planted a quick kiss against her pussy. “I didn’t give you permission to do that.” She said roughly, jerking away. 

“I’m sorry Mistress.” He said contritely.

“You’d better be.” She went over the nightstand and picked up the whip. She ran the handle down the side of his face. “Are you going to behave yourself?” She asked.

“Yes, Mistress.”

“Good.” He raised her leg and rested it on his shoulder. “Do you want to taste my pussy?” She asked.

“Yes, Mistress.” 

“Make me come Jake. Use just your mouth.” She demanded.

And with that he buried his face in her swollen mound. She tasted so damn good. His lips closed over her clit and he began to suck voraciously. She put her hands on his shoulders to brace herself. Jake’s tongue was doing the most amazing things. He licked her from her clit to her anus like an ice cream cone. Her juices dribbled down his chin.

“Oh Jake. Your mouth feels so wonderful.” She moaned. Any minute she knew that she would come, but she pulled back. Jake grunted in disappointment. Eating her pussy had gotten him so hot. 

“Get up and lay on the bed.” She instructed. 

Jake quickly got to his feet. He lay on the bed. 

Narissa walked over to the bed on unsteady legs and picked up the handcuffs on the nightstand. She secured Jake’s wrists to the bedpost leaving him helpless. His green eyes gleamed with desire. She stood up and then undid her blouse freeing her braless breasts. Her dark nipples were stiff with need. When she stood completely nude, she began to play with her nipples, extending and elongating them knowing exactly what this was doing to Jake. 

He moaned softly. He wanted to take the hardened peaks into his mouth. This torment she was putting him through was worst than the lash of any whip. His balls literally ached with the need to release his seed up her tight cunt. 

Narissa smiled as she watched Jake’s reaction. Knowing that she had this effect on him was more powerful that having him cuffed to the bed. “Do you like what you see Jake?”

“Yes Mistress.” He groaned barely able to speak. He needed her so badly that he felt he would break the handcuffs. 




Mine Ch. 15



She joined him on the bed straddling his hips with her body. She leaned over to kiss him. Her tongue pushed forward to gain access to his mouth. Narissa could taste herself on his lips. His tongue came forward to meet hers. She pulled back. “Do you want some of this pussy Jake?” She asked.

“Yes Nar—I mean Mistress. Please give me some pussy.” He begged. 

“You’ve been a bad boy Jake. Why should I give you any of this pussy?” She teased him as she began to rub her nipples again. 

Jake wanted to scream in frustration but he knew that Narissa was getting her own back. “You want to give it to me as much as I want it Mistress.” He finally answered.

Narissa gave him an unfathomable expression and then she smiled. “And so I do.” She agreed. She positioned herself and impaled her pussy on his cock. They both gasped in pleasure. 

Narissa began to bounce up and down on his dick, while Jake bucked his hips upwards so that he could meet her thrust for thrust. He wished that his hand were free so that he could touch her body. She was so sexy. Her dark body glistened with sweat as she worked herself of his rod. This felt so right. Her pussy was so tight and Jake didn’t think that he would be able to hold out much longer. When she released him from these handcuffs, he was going to fuck her silly all over again.

“Oh God, I’m going to come.” She moaned. Almost at the same time, Jake shot his wad up in her. She collapsed against his body.

Much later when Narissa had released Jake and they lay each other’s arms Narissa Jake asked Narissa, “So how did it feel to have me at your mercy?”

“Hmm, I kind of liked it, although I was pretty bad with the discipline part huh?”

“Not at all. Believe me angel; I would have preferred to have the sting of the whip than to have you torture me the way you did. Can you imagine what it was like not being about to touch you? You are a mean woman.” Jake joked.

Narissa giggled. “You are silly.”

“No, I am only telling you the truth.” There was a brief silence. “Narissa?”

“Yes?”

“I love you very much.” He said.

Narissa looked into his eyes. “I love you too Jake.” She returned.

“Please don’t leave me again. I don’t think I would be able to take it again.” He said.

Narissa saw the pained expression in his eyes and kissed him lightly on the lips. “That will never happen Jake because I love you, and you are mine.”

The End