Mastered By Love (20 page)

Tariza jumped and pulled away from
him. It took all her self-control not to strike him. He grinned and
Dario chuckled.

“
Like I said.” Mateo winked
at her. “Intensive training. Would you like some help?”

“
I can handle it
myself.”

“
Don’t get too attached to
her. She’s going to be popular. Everyone is going to want a turn or
two with Tariza Concordia.”

Dario’s hand tightened on
hers. “I’m not going to pass her around.”

Mateo gave him an odd look.
“You’re going to cause problems if you try to keep her to yourself.
Resentment.”

“
She’s mine alone. It would
be cruel to make her service anyone who happens along. She’s not
accustomed to that kind of treatment, and I’m not in the habit of
abusing my slaves.”

Mateo’s expression grew
even more quizzical. “I’m not talking about abuse. Just sharing.
It’ll be good for her, too. Get her used to the touch of many men,
make her less defensive.”

He cupped one of her breasts. Tariza
slapped him on the arm. Oh, shit. Were they going to whip her
now?

He grinned and continued
fondling her. “See what I mean?”

Her nipple began to harden
in response to his caresses. Her body was a traitorous bitch. She
couldn’t control it, couldn’t stop herself from responding to his
skilled touch, even though he didn’t stir her the way Dario
did.

“
I’ll share her with you,
up to a point,” Dario said. “But not with anyone who wants her.
She’s my personal slave. I’ve put my name on her arm.”

Mateo pinched her nipple,
making her shiver. “All right. After all, we have plenty to go
around. Now, about that slap.”

His hand smacked her hard on her ass,
right over one of the bruises from the night before. She cried out
through clenched teeth.

“
Mateo, she’s been beaten,”
Dario said. “Her ass is severely bruised. Don’t hit her there
again.”

“
I apologize for that,”
Mateo replied. “However, Tariza, you will not hit me or any other
man, understand? If you do, you’ll receive a
punishment.”

Her eyes watered. She looked away from
him. His hand was still on her breast, making her feel weirdly
aroused and furious at the same time.

“
I asked you a question,
Tariza. Do you understand?”

“
Yes, damn you.”

“
Swear at me again and
you’ll get another dose of pain. Now answer me
properly.”

“
Yes,” she
whispered.

“
Yes, what?”

What else was there? What
did he want from her? Oh ... that. “Yes, Master.” It was the first
time she’d had to address a man other than Dario in that
fashion.

Mateo petted her head.
“Very good. You’re learning.”

If only she could bite off
his fingers. Maybe then he’d learn something.

“
Well, let’s sit for
breakfast,” Dario said. “Tariza stays with me.”

Mateo grinned at him.
“You’re determined not to share, aren’t you? You know, I haven’t
had a woman for nearly a week. Don’t you think you ought to give
her to me?”

“
There are plenty of other,
better trained females around here. Get one of them.” Dario tugged
on her hand.

She followed him to the table. He
pulled out a chair. A cushion had been placed next to it, and she
knelt.

“
Good girl,” Dario
murmured.

The door opened. Tariza
glanced toward it. From under the table she could only see the bare
legs of the woman who came toward them. The legs went right to
Mateo, who’d taken the chair opposite Dario. When the woman reached
him, she also sank to her knees. It was Lola.

She flicked a glance at Tariza, her
face smug. Tariza thought about slapping her, too, but that would
probably only get her another spanking.

“
What is your desire,
Master?” Lola said in a nauseatingly husky, come-hither
voice.

“
Suck me off.”

Lola reached for Mateo’s
trousers and unfastened them, allowing his half-engorged cock to
spring out. Damn, he was big, as big as Dario. The blonde took his
cock in her hand, rubbing it, and Mateo gave a satisfied
moan.

“
Good girl.” He moaned
again. “Suck it, Lola. Show Tariza how it’s done.”

Lola flashed her another
smug glance before taking Mateo’s cock in her mouth. Apparently the
silly bitch thought she was something special because she was
allowed to suck the crown prince’s cock. Didn’t she know it should
be the other way around; that as a man, he should be on his knees
before her? A sudden urge to laugh seized Tariza and she bit down
on her lower lip to stop herself. Laughing would only get her in
more trouble.

She’d thought that after
her abortive escape attempt she’d never have Concordian thoughts
again. She’d felt so beaten, so empty inside. Yet here they were
again, mocking her with what ought to be instead of what
was.

She’d never really seen a
woman sucking cock the way Lola was doing it. Concordian women did
it to tease the men under their control, to torment them. Lola went
after it wholeheartedly, as if she’d get a prize for giving Mateo
the quickest orgasm possible.

Her blond head bobbed up
and down, wet sounds coming from her mouth, along with little gasps
for air. She was taking him deep into her throat, so deep her face
was almost pressed into his groin on the down strokes. Mateo’s hand
rested on her head, stroking her as he moaned and
sighed.

Tariza’s sex began to stir,
aching at the blatantly erotic display before her. She was a weak
woman, unworthy of her position in Concordia if she could be so
easily aroused by these disgusting barbarians. Yet her pussy seemed
to be uninterested in politics or the necessity of female
domination. It simply wanted to be fucked.

Mateo rocked his hips in
time to Lola’s bobbing head. She couldn’t see his face – the table
blocked her view – but his groans grew louder and more frequent
until he grabbed Lola’s head, holding her all the way down as he
shouted his pleasure to anyone within hearing. The blonde swallowed
convulsively, drinking down all the come he spewed into her
throat.

Tariza glanced up at Dario. He was
sitting in his chair, looking bored. He probably could see less
than she, given his position. But there was a thick bulge in his
trousers that told her he was less bored than he seemed.

Mateo patted Lola on the
head. “Good job.”

“
I am honored to be able to
please you, Master.” Lola wiped her mouth with the back of her
hand.

“
You may remain next to me
for the meal.”

“
Thank you, Master.” She
shot another look at Tariza, one of triumph.

Tariza merely stared back
until the blonde dropped her gaze. If Lola thought she’d impressed
the Concordian, she was sadly confused.

“
Damn you, Mateo, now
you’ve got me going again,” Dario said, laughing.

“
Well, do something about
it.”

Tariza could see the crown
prince’s hand stroking Lola’s bent head as the blonde slave knelt
beside his chair.

“
Hmm,” Dario said. “Yes, I
think I will.”

He turned his chair to face
her and opened his knees. “Suck my cock, Tariza.”

A narrow-eyed glare rose up in her.
She fought it down. There was no point in courting another
spanking, or something even worse.

Her hands trembled slightly as she
freed him. His cock was already fully engorged, the broad head
almost purple with excitement. A drop of pre-come glistened at the
tip.

Could she get him as far
back in her throat as Lola had Mateo? The other time she’d taken
Dario into her mouth, she hadn’t gotten his cock so
deep.

Tariza leaned forward and
licked the tip of him. He tasted salty, even somewhat familiar.
Dario’s breath gave a little hitch. She did it again and ran her
tongue around the flange at the base of the head.

“
Take the whole thing in
your mouth,” he said, his voice husky.

She opened her jaws and
took him in as far as she could, until he pushed against her
palate. Any farther and she’d choke. God, was she really doing
this? Was this really Tariza Concordia, naked on her knees before a
man, with his cock in her mouth? Arousal and humiliation battled
inside her as she moved her mouth up to the tip of him and then
back down as far as she could bear it.

“
Deeper.” He pushed down on
her head.

She tried. But when his cock shoved
past her comfort zone, it made her gag loudly, her stomach heaving.
Tariza choked and he allowed her to withdraw.

“
Use your hand, then,” he
said. “Like you did before.”

She clutched the base of him with one
hand, using her mouth on the tip. Out of the corner of her eye she
noticed Lola smirking. The blonde obviously saw Tariza as
incompetent and for some idiotic reason it annoyed the
Concordian.

Rubbing and sucking him
furiously, she tried to make him come as quickly as possible. The
faster he came, the sooner she could stop. Her jaws ached from the
unaccustomed position and she felt awkward – even more so than the
first time – but Dario seemed to be enjoying it, judging by the
noises he made.

Mateo got out of his chair and walked
around the table to observe. She flushed, her skin burning all the
way down to her chest. He probably thought she was incompetent,
too.

Dario threw back his head
with a deep groan. “Swallow it, Tariza.”

Hot come spurted into her mouth. The
weird gelatinous texture of it made her want to gag again. But the
threat of a spanking made her swallow it down.

“
Good girl,” he murmured,
petting her head. “That was very good.”

“
She doesn’t know what
she’s doing,” Mateo said. “I would have made her deep throat
me.”

“
She’s not ready for that
yet.” Dario continued stroking her. His gentle touch and defense of
her to Mateo made her eyes sting.

“
And she never will be at
the rate you’re going. You’re too easy on her; you’re spoiling her,
and she’ll never learn her place.”

Dario glanced up at his
brother. “You deal with your slaves in your way, but she’s
mine.”

Mateo sighed. “All right.
But don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

As the crown prince turned
away, Dario rolled his eyes. Tariza bent her head and pretended she
hadn’t noticed. The two obviously had a major difference of opinion
on how to treat their slaves.

“
She made me come,” Dario
said, stroking the crown of her head. “That’s good enough for
now.”

Under the table, Lola
smirked even more openly. She wouldn’t look like that if Tariza
slapped the smile off her face. But that would assuredly get her
another severe spanking. She gave a surreptitious sigh.

The dining room door opened
to admit a stream of servants carrying trays of food, which they
set on the table before the men. The savory scent of eggs and
sausages made Tariza’s mouth water. The food here was exceptional.
They might be able to break her simply by using their food as
reward.

“
Tariza must wait until
we’re finished to eat,” Mateo said.

Dario’s hand stilled.
“She’s hungry. She needs food.”

“
Well, this is my table,”
Mateo belatedly countered, “and I say she waits until you and I are
finished before she gets a bite.”

Tariza couldn’t see Dario’s
face, but his other hand clenched in his lap. “You have a mean
streak, brother.”

Mateo laughed. “How do you
think I get such perfect obedience from my girls?”

Her stomach let out a loud growl,
demanding food.

“
It will teach her a
valuable lesson,” the crown prince said. “Slaves wait until their
masters are finished, unless the master decides
otherwise.”

Under the table, Mateo offered a bite
of sausage to Lola. She took it from his fingers with her mouth,
looking sideways at Tariza as she did. Then she chewed it slowly,
staring at Tariza and smiling.

The hollow space in
Tariza’s stomach roared. Her hands began to tremble. She looked
down at her knees. If she didn’t look at the blonde monster, she
couldn’t be angered by what Lola did.

“
Tariza has earned her
breakfast,” Dario said. “Either she eats with us, or I take her
back to my rooms.”

Mateo was silent for a
moment. Lola’s mouth thinned, her lips pressed together as if she’d
bitten into something sour.

“
What’s going on with you?”
the elder brother said. “I’ve never seen you this way with a slave
before.”

“
Will you allow her to eat,
or do we leave?” Dario said.

“
Very well.” Mateo gave an
aggrieved sigh. “Let her eat.”

“
Thank you.” Dario
immediately offered her a bite of egg.

Lola glared at her from under
the table. Something told Tariza they weren’t going to be
friends.