Chapter 15 Olivia
Olivia
“Kneel.” Kade’s voice is calm, and I’m quick to sit down on my heels.
My legs are firmly pressed together. My back is straight, and I keep my eyes forward.
I’ve had days of practice. I know these positions by heart now.
It’s easy to listen and obey these commands.
They’re all I’ve done, and thankfully, all that Kade has asked from me.
I’ve obeyed everything without question, only thinking about being set free.
He leans down and gently brushes my nipples with the backs of his fingers.
My pussy clenches, and my nipples harden at his touch. This is a part of training, but I’m not giving in to him or his touch. I can’t let myself be fooled. I’ll play the part and do what I have to do to survive. But that's all this is. It's just me surviving until I can get out of here.
“Spread,” he says in a low voice.
My knees move to the side, exposing myself to him. My heart races faster, but I do my best not to show it.
“Good girl,” he barely speaks above a murmur.
My lips part with his approval. I almost said thank you.
Before I can think too much on my thoughts and the effect his approval has on me, I hear a zipper.
The sound fills the room. I don’t look up, but I don’t have to.
Kade’s pants drop to the floor in a crumpled heap.
The belt smacks the floor with a clank and I watch as he steps out of them.
“Look at me, angel.” My eyes raise to his. They beg me to look straight ahead. His cock is right there, proud and large. Precum is already glistening at the head.
My breathing comes in frantic pants. “This is something they’ll want to see.”
I nod my head once. I knew this was going to happen eventually. I slowly open my mouth for him. But he doesn’t move. I'd rather just get this over with. A moment passes and I hesitantly look up at him.
“Stay,” he says. And with that simple command he leaves the room.
I close my mouth and finally breathe. My body sags forward and I want to collapse on the ground, but I don’t. I need to be in this position when he returns.
I don’t know how long we’ve been in this room, but it feels like forever. It’s nearly empty and nothing like the bedroom.
This room was made for training. The walls and floor are cement. Neither are painted, and it gives a grim atmosphere. That, combined with the tools on the back wall and machines in the room makes it feel like a room designed for torture, although Kade informed me otherwise.
They can be used for pleasure, angel. “Can” being the operative word.
I could try to kill him. The thought sneaks into the crevice of my mind.
There are paddles and whips and other tools of the trade at my disposal.
I could grab one and try to overpower him.
If I hit him just right when he walked back in, maybe I would be able to kill him or at least knock him unconscious.
But then what? I’d have to sneak up the stairs and try to find my way out without anyone noticing. And then run? I don't even know where I am, or what's outside. And I'm completely naked.
There are so many fucking people here. Men I’ve never met all know my name.
And if they found me running…
Kade said he’d give me my freedom. He said he’d protect me from them, and he’d be the only one to touch me.
And I believe him. I tear my eyes away from the back wall and concentrate on the concrete floor.
As horrid as this room is, I can’t deny I’m turned on. It’s Kade--his hands, his voice, his authority. Everything about him turns me on.
Every time I got into a position, he’d move me slightly. His firm grip would spread my legs wider, and then they’d linger on my body. Every touch was like a jolt of electricity. But I’ve done my best to keep my mind on the training.
I just need to do this right, and then I can leave.
As the thought hits me, the door opens and I quickly move back to the right position. I stay perfectly still and stare at the ground.
I hear Kade’s footsteps, but then the faint pitter-patter of bare feet.
I have to seriously resist the urge to look up and see who else is with him. But I don’t have to wonder for too long.
“Talia, kneel in front of my angel.” Kade sounds confident and sure of himself.
I lift my eyes but not my head as the beautiful woman displays herself in front of me. At least she's wearing a dress. Our knees touch for a moment and then she sits back on her heels.
He brought in someone else.
I remember her from the first night.
Anxiety races through my blood. I have to blink back my tears.
“Talia,” Kade says, “Olivia has been a very good girl. I’d like you to comfort her.”
I watch Talia cautiously as she reaches out to me and gently places her hand over mine. My body tenses at her soft touch.
My heart races, and I look up at Kade. I don’t understand, but I don’t like this. I don’t know why he brought her in here, and I sure as shit don’t need her comforting me.
Talia takes my hands in hers and gently rubs circles on the backs.
“It’s alright, Olivia. You’re doing so well.
” It’s the first time I’ve heard Talia’s voice.
It’s low and soft, but also soothing. “He’s so very proud of you.
” My eyes reach hers and my brow furrows.
I don’t like that she knows anything about us.
Her eyes flash with fear as she takes in my expression, and her smooth motions falter.
Her lips part and then close, and she clears her throat before looking up to Kade. “I don’t know how, Master K.”
Master K. I remember how Kade said to call the other men sir.
That calling them Master meant you wanted to be theirs.
The memories of that night flash before my eyes.
Those men who fucked her that night. Did she call them all Master?
Anger slowly courses through my blood, at her and then at this situation. At Kade.
But mostly because I’m fucking jealous. She’s staring up at Kade, a man I’m trying to keep at bay, and she wants him. I know she does.
I’m fucked up in the head for being jealous, but I am.
I rip my hands away from hers and scoot back so that my back hits the wall behind me and I pull my legs into my chest.
He brought her in here to hurt me. That fucking bastard.
“Angel?” Kade says my pet name, but I ignore him. I can’t respond right now. I’ve worked so hard to be good. I was even going to suck him off! Tears prick my eyes. I was going to be his good slave, and he brought in another because why? I didn’t move fast enough for him?
“What’s wrong, Olivia?” Kade asks, but his voice is stern.
“Did I hurt you?” Talia asks with sincerity.
“Yes,” I croak out and harshly wipe at the unshed tears before they have a chance to show themselves. Try to be good. Earn your freedom. Somewhere these thoughts are in the back of my mind, but fuck them both is the voice that takes over.
“Why don’t you just take her if you want her?” I sneer at Kade. My eyes snap to his, and I instantly regret the decision.
His eyes narrow and heat with anger. Talia’s eyes go wide and she folds in on herself, bowing and lowering her head to the floor. She’s completely submitted.
My heart races as Kade’s hand whips down and grips my mouth. My heart beats frantically in my chest.
Stupid! Stupid! What the fuck is wrong with me? Fuck! My breathing falters.
“You will apologize to me and to Talia, or you will be punished.” Kade’s voice is low and threatening. He rips his hand away with such force that I nearly topple over.
“I’m sorry.” I’m quick to spit out the words as my palms smack against the concrete and I brace my body and move into a bow like Talia. “I'm sorry, Master K. I'm sorry, Talia.” I mimic her position as perfectly as I can.
Blood rushes in my ears as I watch Kade pace the room. His hand runs through his hair with frustration.
“I didn’t bring her in here for me. I brought her in here for you!”
I can hardly believe what he’s saying. What the fuck was he thinking? A long moment passes, and finally I hear Kade drag a chair across the room. The feet scratch against the concrete until he moves it directly between Talia and me.
“Talia, do you enjoy getting off?” Kade asks. My heart races faster. I’ll never forgive him if he touches her. Never.
“I do.” Talia’s answer is simple.
“Do you want to help me train angel?” he asks and quickly adds, “It would please me if you would.”
“I do, Master K.” Talia uses his name again, but the anger hardly registers this time. My mind races with possibilities.
“Talia, kiss my angel.” Kade gives the command, and I tense.
Talia rises, her blonde hair swinging in front of her shoulders. She crawls over to me and gentles her hand on my back, petting my hair before leaning down and kissing my forehead. Her lips are soft, and the motion is over quickly. It's almost like a mother kissing her child good night.
But I don’t see the point.
Kade stands and walks to the shelf in the back of the room. He comes back with what looks to be a microphone at first, but it’s not. It’s a huge ass vibrator.
“Thank you Talia, but that’s not going to work.” Kade sets the vibrator on a low speed, and I can hear it humming as it comes to life.
“Lean back and pleasure yourself,” Kade says as he holds out the vibrator but doesn’t give it to her as she tries to take it. “But don’t you dare cum until you’re permitted to,” he says before letting her accept it.
Talia nods her head once and obediently says, “I understand.”
She pulls her dress up slightly and lies on the floor with her legs spread. She isn’t facing either of us, so I can’t see her pussy and I’m grateful for that.
She lets out a low moan and starts moving the vibrator against her clit in slow circles.
“This can be pleasurable.” Kade moves to the ground next to me. “There’s no shame in enjoying this.”