Chapter 42 #2
I grinned as I squeezed tighter. She gasped while clawing at my hands, trying to free herself.
I could feel my inner darkness taking over as I held her in the air by her neck. She kicked one of her legs out, trying to connect with my balls. I quickly moved my lower body to the left, avoiding contact with her foot.
I learned my lesson the hard way as far as my nuts were concerned. I saw her face turning a light shade of purple.
I could quickly kill her right now, and no one would know.
No one at all.
I watched intently as she struggled for air against my vise-like grip around her windpipe. I eased up on my hold, allowing her to suck some oxygen into her lungs. Her eyes were red and tearing. Before I did irreparable harm, I lowered her back to the floor and released her neck.
When I let her go, she keeled over, coughing and struggling to breathe. She gulped in a few deep breaths; her face turned from light purple to a healthy pink. She finally caught her breath, looking at me with murder in her eyes.
"Are you out of your fucking mind?!!!! You could have killed me, you sick fuck!!!"
I just grinned at her nonchalantly. "Don't be so dramatic, Yara. I challenged you, and you lost."
She looked at me like I had two heads.
"You didn't even give me a chance, fuckhead. Your psycho ass grabbed me by the neck with no warning. You fucking cheated!"
I laughed at her. "All is fair in love and war, Yara. Now it's time to pay up. Quit whining."
I grabbed her by the waist, lifted her from the floor, and brought her over to the chains. The cuffs were already attached; she didn't resist or fight, which surprised me. I set her on the floor in front of me.
"Give me your wrists."
She hesitated, looking at me nervously.
"I don't know about this Atlas. I may have second thoughts. I don't want you to lose control and kill me, for Christ’s sake!"
I raised a brow, grinning at her.
"So, no then?"
She was still naked, and even though I had been hesitant before, now I wanted a session with her. I needed to decompress. Her eyes stared into mine. I could see her struggling with indecision. "Give me a couple of minutes to think about it, Atlas. You scare me a little."
Atlas
I would not force Yara to submit to me. This had to be her decision. She wasn't some random chick I became insanely obsessive over. She was one of my employees. I cracked my knuckles and nodded, leaning against the St. Andrew's Cross, giving her a few minutes to decide.
Maybe I shouldn't have done breath play with her so soon, but I wouldn't play fair. I wanted her to know immediately who was in charge.
She was kneeling on the floor, rubbing her hands up and down the front of her thighs, deep in thought.
She sighed loudly before standing. I looked her up and down, taking in her long legs, the thin landing strip on her pussy, and her small tits.
Now that I was in monster mode, I wanted nothing more than to tan her fucking ass. I knew my pet was safe, so I dismissed all thoughts of her from my mind. Yara walked over to the chains and cuffed one wrist, leaving the free one to me.
I could feel my heart pounding with excitement. It's been a while since I played with anyone. I smirked while moving to stand in front of her.
"One last time to back out, Yara. Are you sure you want to do this?" She inhaled deeply, nodding.
I grabbed her other wrist and secured it in the cuff. She was helpless and totally at my mercy.
"Okay, sweetheart, let the games begin. I own your body for the time being. Do you agree to submit during this session? You've repeatedly told me this is something you wanted, and you can handle whatever I throw at you, so let's see how thick your skin is, shall we?"
She looked at me nervously.
"Okay, I agree, but can I have a safe word?"
I lowered my brow at her. I rarely used safe words because I knew what the other person could and couldn't handle.
I sensed it in their body language, and we discussed it before the session began. I never gave my pet a safe word because I could read her like a book.
Plus, when she had enough, she would scream bloody murder. I knew it was time to stop when that happened. This wasn't my girl, so I allowed it with Yara. If it had been a punishment I was doling out, no discussion or safe word was permitted.
That was my policy. I only wanted to play for a few minutes to release some aggression. I wasn't interested in fucking her. Spanking her would suffice for me tonight. I nodded, smiling at her.
"OK, use RED as your safe word. If something becomes too much for you to handle, say RED. Stop, please, or begging will not work. I will keep going until I hear the word RED. Got it?" She nodded, looking more relaxed now that she had an out if things became too intense.
My voice was steady and firm.
"You will permit me to touch your body in any way I wish and use whatever toys I want to use on you.
Do you agree with that?" She nodded, smiling.
I walked behind her and rubbed her pale cheeks.
She wriggled her ass, pushing her hips against my hand.
My mind wandered, thinking about a rounder, fuller bottom.
I shook my head, trying to dismiss the thoughts of her from my mind. I was going to enjoy this.
Fuck my little kryptonite.
I was tired of the hold she had on me. I took a deep breath before my hand came down hard across both cheeks, more in frustration than anything else.
Yara jumped. "Ouch!"
I paid no attention. My hand came down four more times in quick succession. By the time the fourth one hit her ass, she was cursing and swearing at me.
"Ouch, you motherfucker! That fucking hurts, Atlas!! When I get loose, I am going to kick your goddamn ass!!!!"
She was nothing like my pet, and this session wasn’t doing shit for me. I didn’t feel better; I felt worse.
I was pissed off at my pet for disobeying me and putting herself in danger, and I lost interest in Yara ten minutes into the session. My heart wasn't in this, and I was done. Yara was gorgeous, but she wasn't my Kitten.
I couldn't believe I wasn't interested in continuing with her. Before Kitlyn entered my life, I would have given this scene my full attention.
I would have gagged Yara for yelling at me while I reddened her ass, and I would not have given her a safe word. I looked at my palm prints on her cheeks and stopped the spanking immediately. Reaching for the chain, I freed her wrists from the cuffs. She looked confused.
"What's the matter? I thought you wanted to do this?"
I pinched the bridge of my nose, shaking my head.
"Get dressed, Yara. This was a mistake. I thought this would distract me from what’s bothering me, but it didn't."
I shook my head and kept my voice low.
"I respect you as a colleague, and I can't subject you to the nasty, sadistic things I would do without a second thought to someone else.
" She frowned at me, folding her arms over her chest."I told you I was okay with the spanking and anything else you felt like doing during the session, so I don't understand why you want to stop. "
I ran my fingers through my hair, feeling annoyed.
Was I ready to admit that my pet had somehow weaseled her way into my heart?
I shook my head, laughing inwardly.
That mouthy little brat has made me soft.
I looked at Yara and shrugged.
"It isn't you, Yara. I'm preoccupied with other issues I have on my mind."
She tamed my black heart. She owns me, and I have to leave this island as soon as possible to pay her a visit.
"Get dressed. I need to head back to R.I. tonight. You still have a rented apartment there, so you can come with me if you want to, or you can stay here. I don't care either way."
She shook her head with fire in her eyes.
"It's that girl again, isn't it?"
I just looked at her and remained silent. There's no need for me to explain myself to her because it's none of her business. I raised my eyebrow at her, waiting for her answer.
"Well?" I asked impatiently.
"Are you coming with me or staying here? I have some loose ends to tie up. I shouldn't be gone too long."
She stared at me icily.
"I guess I will go back with you. What will I do out on this isolated island by myself?"
I nodded.
"I will bring everyone back with me then. We will return when I am finished."
Yara didn't say another word. She got dressed and followed me back into the main area of the Villa, pouting. I got my pilot on the phone and told him to get his ass over here; we needed to leave immediately.
Atlas
We left St. Thomas at 6:30 PM and landed at 11:45 PM. I sent everyone to their apartments and headed to Barney's, where my pet was still on display for all the salivating maggots looking for a quick fuck.
Of course, I was here mainly to keep her out of harm's way, but now, being close to her made me think differently. I don’t want anyone to touch her ever again. She was always mine. Nothing would ever change that.
When I pull her out of this dive, I will make her understand how much I own her. I met Jacob in the parking lot to get the report. He laughed when he saw me.
"You just can't stay away, can you?
I flipped him off.
"Fuck you. Just tell me what's been happening for the last six hours."
He grinned at me.
"Sure thing, boss. I can tell you nothing much has gone on since she arrived. She met her friend, and they ate dinner and danced most of the night."
I lifted my brow, rolling my eyes.
"Obviously, I'm aware of that. Is she with any guys? That is the only thing I am interested in knowing."
Jacob grinned, shaking his head. I am glad he finds this entertaining, because I certainly do not.
"Yeah, she danced with a couple of guys but paid little attention to any of them."
I felt a little better knowing she wasn't interested in any of the low-life scum in there.
Jacob was still grinning at me.
"She has been drinking, so I’m not sure what you’ll see once you get through the crowd. It was getting too warm in there, so I left the building to get some air."