Chapter 45
Atlas
Wow, I wiggled my finger inside my ear to ensure I heard her correctly. She loved me and wanted to stay willingly. My heart was thumping like a galloping horse running for its life. She was giving up all her power to me. I reached out, lifted her chin, and gazed into her eyes.
They looked like emeralds that had turned into pure liquid—just stunning. I had the widest grin and didn't care if I looked like an idiot. I loved this fucking woman, and I was finally ready to reveal my feelings to her before she jumped into the shower.
"I am more than happy to keep you, pet. You know that. After being apart for many months, I also realized that I love you. You were initially my obsession, but now I am madly in love with you, too. My heart is in your hands, Kitlyn, and only you can crush it."
The smile on her face lit up the room, and I loved seeing her so happy. "My God!" she breathed excitedly.
"I can't believe it. You said I love you. I didn't think you cared about me anymore. When you never contacted me, I figured you had moved on with someone else and had forgotten I existed."
I lightly ran my finger over her lips, enjoying the sparkle in her eyes. She was fucking beautiful, and she loved me.
My incessant conditioning paid off. I smiled to myself. It wasn't just the training.
I treated her like a fucking queen, aside from the kink and discipline. Imagine how well I will treat her now that she is no longer my prisoner. Anything she wants will be hers if she accepts me for who I am, as I do her.
I couldn't wipe the silly grin off my face as I held her gaze.
"I thought the same, pet. I figured you had found your happily ever after, but it looks like we were both wrong. There's no possibility of ever changing who I am, Kit. I will always want your tears, laughter, sadness, and happiness."
I waited for her to protest, but she didn't.
"I have a dark side that you are well aware of, and I will have to appease that part of my personality. I am going to want to use the strap on you and take you over my knee. The sadist in me needs to be fed."
I looked at her with a feeling with which I was unfamiliar….love.
"This is vital to who I am. I need to know that you can accept all of me, Kit… the good, the bad, and the ugly."
She grinned slightly, her eyes sparkling in the rooms glow. "Atlas, I meant what I said. I was unhappy without you in my life. I missed you so much that it hurt. I am ready, willing, and able to be by your side. I want the whole man who makes up my Atlas, not just the good parts."
She ran her hands along my cheeks.
"I know you need to dominate me and will punish me when I deserve it. Your compulsion to use the strap, cane, or whip is who you are. I accept it all. Even though I am no longer used to the strap, I miss it. I really do."
She bit her bottom lip.
"I'm nervous about the punishment but excited, too. Whatever discipline you choose for me, I accept. I disobeyed you, and now I have to deal with the consequences."
I felt my cock stir at her words. She stood before me without a stitch of clothes covering her beautiful body. I nodded towards the bathroom.
"Go get into the shower and make it quick. I have some things that need to be done in my office. I want you back here in twenty minutes. Get on the bed. You will kneel on all fours, naked, and wait for me to return. You'll have your ass high in the air and your legs spread wide."
Her breath caught in her throat. She looked apprehensive and excited at the same time. I know she is wet for me.
"I want access to your pussy and your ass. Now that you are all mine, you will always be my whore in the bedroom. Do you like the idea of that Kitten?"
She gasped, swallowing hard. I knew she was a little anxious, but was also turned on. She nodded without saying a word, then headed into the bathroom.
She didn't need to say anything. We had a mutual understanding. We understood each other's expectations. She would be mine in every way possible, and I would be her lover, provider, and protector. I will always take care of her every need and treat her like royalty. She was always my queen.
Atlas
When I returned to my bedroom, my pet was on all fours, like a good girl. Her legs were spread, revealing her glistening pussy and tight little back hole to me.
I licked my lips, anticipating what was to come. I sat on the mattress behind her, barely an inch away from her pleasure center.
Reaching out, I caressed both pale cheeks in adulation.
"My God, Kitten, you are exquisite."
I pulled out the cuffs and restrained her ankles and wrists to the bed, leaving the chains long enough for her to move a little bit. She turned to look at me, apprehension written all over her face. "W—what will you do for my punishment, Atlas?" I smirked, loving that she was nervous, but excited.
I always liked to keep her guessing.
"Now, we have been over this multiple times before, my pet. If I tell you, what good will the punishment be?"
She licked her lips nervously.
"I understand, Atlas, but it has been four months since I have been with you, so of course, I am a little frightened."
I brought my lips to her ear, enjoying the scent of her freshly washed hair that hung casually down her back. I thought she would throw it up in a bun, but I am glad she left it down. Grabbing a fistful of loose strands, I tugged gently as I spoke, barely above a whisper.
"Don't be so scared, little one. You know I would never truly hurt you, but you were a naughty girl, so you must atone for your defiance. Now, there's no need to worry your pretty head off. I think you will enjoy your punishment."
Her breathing was heavy, and I could almost feel her heart beating through her chest.
Such a frightened little Kitten.
Releasing my grip on her hair, I kissed the tip of her earlobe before standing from the bed. I went to the closet and grabbed a small whip, a leather strap, and a long feather. I kneeled on the mattress behind her.
I could see the sweat pooling along her spine.
"Nervous Kitten?" She nodded.
“Yes, a little.”
"Stay calm, love. I will need to condition you again so we can play often. You know this is your life now, and there is no going back, right?"
She took in a deep breath.
"Yes, Atlas, I know this is my life moving forward, and I accept whatever you choose to do to my body. I trust you one hundred percent."
I could feel the blood rush to my cock. Having her submit to me was like shooting liquid heroin through my veins. She was finally mine!! All mine, and I didn't have to keep her locked up like a prisoner. I removed my jeans and boxers.
My dick sprang free, relieving it of the immense pressure from being bound up. Again, I sat behind her, making the mattress bow from my weight.
I saw her body tense up as soon as I sat down .
"Relax, Kitten. You trust me?"
She nodded.
"Yes. I trust you with my life, Atlas."
I rubbed her perfect bottom while admiring her beautiful pussy from where I sat.
"That's good, real good," I whispered. "Now, it's time for your punishment. I want you to relax. You know I always make sure the punishment fits the crime."
Her voice was shaky.
"Y-yes,” I understand. I am ready for it."
She took a deep breath, letting herself go limp, patiently waiting for her penance to begin. I grabbed the whip, running the thick handle over her pale cheeks.
This would be the worst part of her punishment. She wasn't used to the flogger, so there was no better time to reintroduce her. She flinched as I continued running the whipstock over her ass. My voice was soothing.
"Okay, pet, relax, and lean into the lashes."
As soon as she went limp, the first strike landed across her ass. Crack. She jumped but didn't cry out. The whip came down again. Crack. Another…Crack.
"Ugh." She groaned.
I could hear her sniffling. My voice was gentle but stern. "This is for not obeying me and possibly endangering your life, Kitten." I raised the whip and struck her ass five more times, repeatedly.
Whack..whack..whack…whack…whack.
She was wailing and apologizing for being disobedient.
"I am so sorry, Atlas. Please, I will never disobey you again. No more." I looked at the red welts that crisscrossed her bottom. I didn't strike her with much force, but enough to get my point across. She would not have any bruising, and the welts would not last long.
I threw the whip onto the floor and grabbed the feather. She was crying softly, but I could see that her pussy was wet.
My pet was turned on.
I conditioned her body to know I would take good care of her after the punishment. Even though this was discipline, I was still going to make her scream in ecstasy for me. We were starting a new beginning, and now that she has submitted, I wanted to show her more of my gentle side.
I ran my tongue along the stripes on her ass. She relaxed as I continued to lick the pain away. I kneeled behind her. I took the feathers long stem and ran it over her bottom, tickling her lightly.
She jumped slightly. A small moan escaped her lips as I stroked her reddened cheeks and the clefts of her pussy with the plumage. Her toes curled as I continued caressing her with the long, flowy crest.
She arched her ass up higher as her head fell back. My Kitten was enjoying this gentle play. I continued running the quill over her spine and upper back; I gently tickled the sides of her breasts.
She was groaning, the spanking long forgotten. It was the effect I was looking for. I looked between her legs to see if she was more aroused, and sure enough, she was.
Her pussy glistened in the light. I dropped the feather and leaned over her body. She gasped slightly, anticipating my next move. I leaned in and kissed her neck, bringing a loud moan from her lips.
I nibbled and sucked on her salty, sweet skin.
God, I loved this woman! She is my fucking kryptonite and always has been. I will move mountains for her. I will kill and torture anyone for her.
I whispered in her ear.