Not Damaged (7 page)

* * * *

Ryan held Jesse in place. She kept trying to pull away but
he wouldn’t let her go. No, after what she just admitted he’d never let her get
away again.

“You’ve not messed anything up. Stop trying to fight me. I’m
still your Dom and I’ll punish you for not listening to me.” She paused. Her
blue eyes going wide as she looked up at him. “That’s more like it, baby.”

Love bloomed within his chest. She was perfect. He couldn’t
believe how perfect she actually was for him. For many months he’d seen her sit
in the bar, brushing men off except for Jake. At the time he hadn’t even
realized she’d captured his attention. Looking back, he’d been waiting for her
to arrive to get the chance to finally see her. Jesse Robinson had caught his
heart and now he could never let her go.

“I love you too, baby.”

“You don’t mean that.” She tried to pull away once again.

“You’ve earned yourself five good spanks with my hand before
we leave this room, Jesse.” He cupped her cheek, running a finger across her
plump lips. “I love you. My feelings took me by surprise but I’m in love with
you.”

“We’ve not known each other long enough,” she said.

“I don’t care. I’ve never cared about what the world thinks
of me. It’s why I’ve been so successful. I go for what I want without any care
as to who I hurt.” Walking her back until she hit the wall, he slammed his lips
down on hers. Running his tongue along her lips, he waited for her to open up.

Jesse didn’t make him wait long. He took full advantage,
plunging his tongue inside her sweet lips.

She cried out, holding onto his arms as she stroked his
tongue along with hers.

“I love you,” he said, muttering the words against her lips.

“Really?
How can you love someone
like me?” she asked.

“If this is about your past I’m going to add more spanks to
your ass,” he said, growling the last word out. Ryan would never let her think
badly about herself. Her past held no possession of his feelings for her.

“No, nothing about
that
.
This is about us, Ryan. You’re a Dominant. I’m not
even a practicing submissive. I’ve never been anyone’s submissive before.” She
held his face, tears forming in her eyes.

Seeing her in pain cut him deeply. “Get to your knees and
present yourself,” he said, stepping back.

“What?”

“Another spank, make that six. Don’t make me wait,
subby
,” he said.

He stared at her waiting for Jesse to do as he ordered.

She got to her knees. Her lovely tits swayed with each
movement as she got to the floor. Cock thickening, he watched her bow her head,
her tits thrust up to him, begging for him to touch.

When she finished, staying still, he caressed her blonde
locks.

“Baby, if you’re not a practicing submissive then why
are
you on your knees for me?” he asked.

“What?” She looked up. The tears had spilled onto her lovely
cheeks.

“You’re crying, baby. These should be tears of happiness,
not tears of sadness. You’re a practicing submissive and with time I could
train you to be everything I want.”

“We’ve not even had sex yet. What if I can’t be what you want?”

Getting to his knees in front of her, he wrapped her hair
around his fist. Using his grip he tugged her head back. “You’ll be what I
want. I’ve never had a woman suck my cock and swallow
my cum
without complaint. I’m a forty year old man, Jesse. I’ve lived a long time and
been with many different women. In the last week I’ve felt more than I have in
over twenty years of adulthood. I love you. I want to be with you. And I know
in my heart our time together will be explosive. Don’t you feel it?”

“You really think that?”

“I know it. I’ve never backed down from a challenge, baby.
Are you issuing me a challenge?” he asked.

“No, I’m not issuing you anything.”

Dropping a kiss to her lips, he gave a tug on her hair. She
gasped and her eyes glazed over in arousal.

“I’d hate for my sub to start topping me from the bottom.”
Sliding his tongue over her lips he watched her melt against him. Her thoughts
so open for him to read.

“I’m not doing anything like that, Sir. What will we do
about my family?” she asked.

“I’ll meet them when you’re ready for me to meet them.” He’d
gotten the sense she was nervous about her parents influence on his decision.
Nothing they said or did would make him stop caring about her. Ryan loved her
with all of his heart. Nothing would stop his feelings for her.

“I’m not ready for you to meet them. It has nothing to do
with you,” she said, nibbling her lip.

“I know it isn’t, baby. I talked with your father and I know
it has nothing to do with me.” He dropped a kiss to her lips, listening to her
moan and watched her follow him as he tried to pull away.

“I love you,” she said.

“I love you too. Now, the St. Andrew’s Cross, the spank
bench or over my knee, your choice.” She looked at each piece of equipment
before settling on him.

“Over your knee, Sir.”
She looked
down at the floor. He tugged on her hair getting her to look up at him.

“Tell me what you’re thinking?” he asked.

“I was wondering what you’d spank me
with?
”

“I’ll be spanking you with my hand. Jake never touched you
with his hand and I want to be different to him.” Showing her his palm, he
watched her eyes widen. Her lips were moist, lovely and plump. “Do you have any
problems with that?”

“No, Sir.”

“Good. I think we’re done in the playroom today.” He took
her hand leading her away. On the way out, he turned off the light, closing the
door behind him. Later on he’d go back down to put everything away. He didn’t
mind the extra work. Ryan loved a reason to be in the one domain where his true
self could be released.

When the basement door was locked, he placed the key, lifted
Jesse in his arms and carried up to his room. Setting her on her feet, he took
a seat on the edge of the bed. “Strip for me, Jesse. Show me your lovely body.”

Her hands opened and closed.

He waited patiently. His love for her would never be in
question. No one, not even her family could push him away. Jesse Robinson was
his future.

* * * *

With her breasts exposed Jesse didn’t understand why her
nerves were affecting her. Ryan saw everything. He even knew what she was thinking,
which delighted her. The control he possessed left her feeling safe in her
arms.

She unhooked her bra first, feeling the tightness ease
around her body. Dropping the bra to the floor she dealt with the zipper at the
side of her dress. The fabric fell around her body, leaving her standing in a
pair of silk panties. They were wet from her arousal. Heat filled her cheeks at
the embarrassment of how aroused she actually was.

“Come here,” he ordered.

His hands settled on her hips as she stepped closer. In the
next instant the fabric was torn from her body. With a jerk she watched him
hold up her underwear.

“This is what I love, Jesse. You’re turned on by everything
I do to you. Every response that comes to you is natural.” He threw the panties
toward her clothing. “Open for me.”

Jesse opened her thighs and he slid his fingers through her
slit.

“So fucking wet. We’re perfect for each other, baby. I’m
hard and we’ve not even fucked.”

“I want to feel you, Sir. Please, fuck me today,” she
begged.

“No, we’ll do this my way and no other way.” He pulled away
from her pussy. “Get over my knee and take your punishment for disobeying me.”

She stared at his knees wondering how she would keep her
dignity. Hesitating for several seconds, she saw there was no way out of her
punishment. She looked forward to the sting of his palm. Jesse went over his
knees, and Ryan held her still with an arm around her waist. Her breasts were
over one knee with her stomach between his thighs. The whole experience left
her red in the face.

“I’m too heavy,” she complained.

“Another spank for thinking that, you’re now up to seven.”

She slammed her mouth shut as he caressed the cheeks of her
ass. His touch turned her on even more. Grabbing the fabric of his trousers,
she waited for the first hit.

“I’m not going to do anything until you relax for me, baby.”

Jesse stayed quiet even though she wished to argue with him
about relaxing.

Ryan caressed up and down her thighs going inside then out
before resting on her ass. He took his time, driving her crazy with every
caress.

Slowly, she calmed and relaxed under his touch. His fingers
slid between her anus, pressing on the puckered hole but not penetrating her
with his touch. Ryan moved away caressing each cheek of her ass in time. His
hands started to sooth her, calming her down.

Whack!

The first spank took her by surprise making her yelp.

Whack!

Whack!

Whack!

The first four had her screaming. Her ass felt hot and
bruised from his touch.

“You’re almost done, baby.” Ryan stroked her ass.

Tears fell down her cheek, surprising her. She didn’t feel
emotional at all.

“The next three I don’t want to hear a sound from your
mouth, okay?”

“Yes, Sir.”

Resting her cheek against his leg she took the next three
spanks of his hand without making a sound. She gritted her teeth, holding onto
her breath.

“Well done,
subby
. I’m so proud of
you.” Ryan held her close, rubbing a hand over her ass. “Your ass is lovely and
red.” He lifted her up in his arms,
then
turned her to
look at a mirror. Glancing over her shoulder she saw the print of his hand
across her ass. “Look how perfect you look,” he said.

She watched his palm run across the cheeks of her ass.

“Perfect.”

Something primitive gripped her at his scorching touch. Her
heart raced and she wanted him to keep spanking her with his palm.

“What’s going on in that head of yours?” he asked.

“I love it, Sir.” She turned to look at him, dropping her
gaze to his lips. “Kiss me, please.”

“Kiss me,
subby
.”

Biting onto her bottom lip she closed the distance between
them, pressing their lips together. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she
deepened the kiss, sliding her tongue into his mouth.

Ryan opened up, taking over the kiss. His fingers sank into
her hair, gripping her hard against him. Their teeth clashed together but she
didn’t care about the pain.

“I love you,” she said, gasping for breath.

“Good, I love you so much.”

She melted against him, loving his touch all over her body.
“Please, fuck me, Ryan, Sir.” She begged and pleaded but he shook his head.

“No, we’re not going to be fucking each other for some
time.” He fingered her pussy, sliding his digits up and down her slit.

When he bumped her clit, she fell apart in his arms.

“Please,” she begged him. Jesse stared into his eyes,
wishing he’d cave.

“Do you want another seven?” His eyebrow was raised. Shaking
her head, she stared at the floor.

Why wouldn’t he be with her? She didn’t understand it. Ryan
was the first man to refuse her.

“Hey, I’m not like other men, Jesse. We’re going to take
this one day at a time. When I’m ready to make love to you and to fuck you I
will.” Ryan took over, kissing her.

Moaning, she thrust onto his fingers, feeling them stretch
her pussy.

He turned her to the bed, dropping her at the edge. She
watched him fall to his knees before her. “Lie back. I’m going to eat out my
pussy and then we’re going to watch a movie together.”

Ryan was still dressed and she couldn’t argue with him when
he started to lick up and down her pussy. He circled her nub then down to fuck
her cunt.

Jesse cried out and within seconds she exploded onto his
plundering tongue. He always had the power to keep her at the edge of pleasure.
Closing her eyes, she fell back against the bed, panting for breath.

“That should keep you for a few hours.”

After she got cleaned up, he wouldn’t let her change and he
carried her downstairs to the living room. He closed the curtains giving them
an extra layer of privacy. They were still in play with her the submissive and
he the Dominant.

He picked the movie and sat back drawing her against him.
Half way through the movie, he guided her toward his cock and now it was her
turn to pleasure him.

Sucking his cock into her mouth, Jesse couldn’t recall a
Sunday that had been quite so perfect.

Chapter Seven

The following week on a Monday Ryan worked at his club,
Extreme,
in between spending time with Jesse and meeting
with the main CEOs of his other businesses. He didn’t like to stay in an office
all day and he preferred his club to any other company. His father didn’t
agree. But as long as Ryan sent his parents on expensive vacations and cruises,
he didn’t argue. Ryan made sure his parents were well provided for, seeing as
his father built the companies up into what they currently were.

Around the club most of his employees were checking through
the supplies for alcohol or cleaning up the surfaces in the dungeon. After
every night, the staff made sure to clean and restock the shelves. An
inspection was due at the end of the summer and Ryan took great pride in
passing everything to the highest standard. No one would be shutting down his
dream as long as he was in charge.

Lifting his head from the latest applications he looked at
the picture of Jesse he’d taken the other day. The moment he took the picture,
he printed it off and got it framed. He found himself calmed down as he stared
at her beautiful face. It had been over a week since they’d started to delve
into their Dom/sub lifestyle. Jesse was
so
perfect in
the role as his sub. She took his breath away.

They still hadn’t slept together, and she phoned her parents
again on Sunday to cancel dinner. She loved spending time with him at his
country home. During the week they divided their time between his penthouse
apartment and her home.

In the last week, she’d flourished. He no longer saw sadness
in her eyes but pure happiness, which he loved. During the week he'd met Denise
and gotten to know her. Ryan had liked Denise instantly. The older woman knew
how to bring Jesse out of her shell and get her talking.

Also, David took the time to talk with him about his woman
at work. Clients were voicing their thoughts about the change inside Jesse.
From one Dom to another, David believed whatever he was doing worked for her.
Ryan knew they were getting closer to having sex. That morning he’d woken up to
find her wrapped around him, sleeping peacefully.

At every opportunity Jesse begged him to fuck her.

A knock on his door pulled him out of his thoughts.

“Come in,” he called. Ryan looked up to see an older man he
didn’t recognize. “Can I help you?” he asked.

“Yes, I’m Liam Robinson, I’m Jesse’s father.”

Staring at the man, Ryan stood and offered his hand. “I’ve
been looking forward to meeting you. Jesse is waiting until she’s ready to
introduce us.”

Liam took his hand, shaking roughly.

“Well, Jesse will make sure we never meet if you let her,”
Liam said, taking a seat.

He didn’t like the attitude coming off the older man.

“How did you know where to find me?” Ryan said, taking a
seat.

“Jake. He’s concerned for Jesse. I finally got him to tell
me. He wouldn’t have given it away otherwise.” Liam looked around the office.

Ryan couldn’t see any signs of Jesse in the older man at
all. Her character appeared stronger, if that was even possible.

Ryan would not be promoting Jake. He would remain on the
floor as a security guard and his privileges within the playroom would be
revoked. There was already another man who would take Jake’s place as the main
Dom. No man who caved would be considered a reliable person to have working for
him. It was a shame as he thought Jake was the best man for the club.

“Why are you here?” Ryan asked.

“I’m worried about my little girl. I love her and it has
been over two weeks since I last saw her,” Liam said.

“Then why are you here talking to me instead of talking with
Jesse?” Ryan found his anger increasing.

“She’s not that strong. Her past, it changed her. Since the
rape—”

“I want you to leave.” He jerked up from his chair and moved
around his desk. “Get out of my club now.”

“Excuse me?”

“I love your daughter. Jesse has not left anything out but
you know what, she’s never been given time to forget or heal. All of you leave
her feeling damaged and broken” Picking up the picture, he showed Liam the true
image of his daughter. The photo had been taken when she’d been caught laughing
and smiling up at him. “Do you see that?”

Liam stared at the picture clearly shocked.

“She’s happy and living her life. For the last two weeks
she’s not been brought down by remembering what happened. I’ve made sure she
doesn’t get a chance to remember it. Jesse is a strong woman. She’s not a weak
girl.” He put the photo back on his desk and faced the man. “I want you out of
my club before I do something I might regret. I hold a lot of respect for my
elders but when it comes to the woman I love I will not be held responsible for
my actions.”

“You love my daughter?”

“Yes, and she’ll introduce us when she’s downright good and
ready.”

Ryan waited until Liam finally turned to leave. “I’m so
sorry. She’s moved on, hasn’t she?”

“The only people who are suffering by what happened are you and
your family. You’re dragging her down instead of letting her bloom. It
happened, and you need to let her move on.”

Her father looked down at the floor. “I…I have nothing to
say.”

“Then I suggest you leave and wait for Jesse to deal with
you and her family in her own way. I love her, and I’m not going away because
you’re not used to her living life to the fullest. She’s twenty-five years old
and when we first met she was afraid to fall in love.”

“Is she in love with you?”

“Yes, she’s in love with me and in time I’ve got every
intention of proposing to her. I can offer her the world, Liam. Don’t ruin that
for her.”

Liam didn’t say anything as he left the room.

With his anger in control, Ryan called Jake into his office.
For the next half an hour he ranted, raved and by the end of it Jake was on
suspension without pay. After he consulted with the other
Doms
,
he would make a decision as to what to do with the other man. By the end of the
night, all he wanted to do was go to his woman.

Tonight, Jesse agreed to stay in his penthouse apartment. He
hated leaving her alone in her home and at least his apartment had plenty of
security.

Driving through the city, his cock hardened at the thought
of meeting her. The summer heat meant she wore little to bed and he got the
chance to play with her body. Her curves drove him crazy with need. Once he
parked the car, he took the elevator to the penthouse suite. Typing in his code
and using the key card, he let himself inside. He found Jesse on the floor
several feet from the front door on her knees with her head bowed.

His heart stopped at the beautiful sight she possessed.

“Good evening, Sir,” she said, staring at the floor.

Any chance of thought left him. She wore the sheer white
negligee he purchased for her on Friday. Their weekend had been busy and she
didn’t get chance to wear it.

“Evening, little
sub
,” he said,
putting his case and jacket down by the door. Turning off the light, he walked
to her, stroking her head going down to cup her chin. He made her look at him.
“You please me so much.”

Her smile was bright. Teasing a lock of blonde hair between
his fingers, Ryan knew the best way to treat her. “Stand up.” He tugged on the
lock of hair between his fingers.

She stood gracefully. “How was work, Sir?”

“Okay.” He would talk about her father’s interruption later.
“Go into the bedroom and wait for me.”

Watching her ass sway did nothing to ease his aching
arousal.

Ryan went into his kitchen and poured himself a shot of
coffee into a small espresso cup. He needed something to pace himself but
drinking alcohol would do no good. When he felt himself once again, he left the
kitchen, opening the top few buttons of his shirt. He found her on her knees
with her head bowed. The negligee didn’t hide the view of her lush tits.
Unbuttoning his shirt, he ordered her to stand. Tonight, he’d know what it
would feel like to be inside her tight cunt.

* * * *

His fingers sank into her hair, drawing her close. Jesse
closed her eyes as he pulled her against him. She opened to his kiss, meeting his
tongue. He plundered her mouth. Running her hands up his chest, she circled
them around his neck.

“So fucking perfect,” he said, muttering the words against
her lips.

He wanted
her,
the evidence was
clear, pressing against her stomach.

Ryan fisted her hair and pulled on the length. With his
other hand he tore the straps of her negligee down her arms. He exposed her
body, kissing down her neck. The fabric pooled at her feet, leaving her naked
before his eyes. She hadn’t bothered wearing any panties. Jesse liked him being
able to touch her freely.

“Undress me,” he ordered. Stepping back she eased the
buttons of his shirt open. She got another good view of his ink. Dropping a
kiss to his chest, she finished opening his shirt then pushed it off his
shoulders.

Before she got a chance to get to his belt, Ryan already had
it open and was pushing his pants down his thighs to
lay
on the floor at his feet.

The hard ridge of his cock pressed against his boxer briefs.
He stepped away from her, removing the last of his clothing until they stood
staring at each other. In the mirror across from his bed she saw the difference
between them. Ryan possessed thick muscular arms with a large chest and covered
in ink. She looked small, almost dainty in comparison. Her skin was clear of
any tattoos or blemishes.

“You see how sexy you are?” he asked.

He took the next stop invading her space. She loved the feel
of him close to her.

“I love you,” she said.

In answer Ryan pressed his lips to hers. Jesse held onto his
shoulders as he picked her up. He took a couple of steps before placing her in
the center, following her down. The evidence of his arousal pressed against her
pussy.

Down he kissed, going to her neck, along her collarbone
until he landed kisses across her stomach. “You’re so fucking perfect. I’m
going to fuck you tonight, Jesse. I’m finally going to claim you for my woman.
No one will be taking you away from me.”

She gasped, opening her thighs to his seeking tongue.
Nothing held her back. Jesse wanted to thump her fist up to the sky in joy.

His tongue slid around her clit before sliding down to enter
her core. Over and over, he sucked, licked and plundered her pussy bringing her
to the edge but never actually sending her over it. He held her on the pinnacle
until only when he was ready did he push her over the edge into a mind
shattering orgasm.

Crying out, she grabbed his hands, holding onto him. Ryan
kept her stable, squeezing her hands and grounding her against the onslaught of
pleasure.

When he moved over her, he wiped his chin. “Your pussy is so
fucking tasty. All I want to do is lick you over and over again.”

He kissed her lips and she tasted her essence on his chin.
Instead of turning away, she licked herself from his lips.

“My turn, Sir,” she said, pressing on his shoulder. Ryan
didn’t fight her. Jesse took her time doing the same to him as he did with her,
kissing his lips before going down his neck.

His hands stroked over her body, caressing her while she
gave him pleasure. The thick length of his shaft stood up begging for her lips.
Closing her eyes, she took the head of him into her mouth, tasting his pre-cum.
Ryan cursed but she continued until he hit the back of her throat.

“You’re going to drive me crazy. So fucking crazy,” he said.

Smiling, she released his shaft. “That’s the idea, Sir.”

“Come here.” She crawled up his body landing a kiss to his
lips. Ryan tackled her to the bed. Giggling, she held on to him.

They ended up with her on the bottom with him between her
thighs. His cock pressed against her slit, bumping her clit. Crying out, she
held onto his arms.

“I’m going to fuck you now, baby.”

“Yes, please,” she said, begging him.

She watched him reach down to grab his shaft.

“Keep your eyes on me and watch me claim you.”

Jesse watched him rubbing the tip of his cock through her
slit. She cried out every time he touched her clit. The pleasure drove her over
the edge. Nothing made sense with his touch.

He glided down to her entrance, pressing only the tip inside
her. “Who is fucking you, baby?” he asked.

“You are.”

“Good, remember it’s me.” Another inch slid inside her.
Closing her eyes, she screamed through the pleasure. His hands gripped her hips
as he slammed the last inch inside her. The tip of his cock hit her cervix
creating a multitude of sensations. Pleasure and pain combined until she only
whimpered through his possession of her.

Opening her eyes, she stared up at him. The man she loved
hovered over her and all of a sudden she was overcome with the need for him to
make love to her.

“Do you want me to fuck you or make love to you?” he asked.

“Make love to me, Ryan. Make me your woman.”

She never thought today would end with him inside her,
loving her.

One of his hands sank into her hair while the other stayed
on her hip. “Do you feel my cock?”

“Yes.”

“You’re so tight. I’m going to get you used to fucking me,
only me.”

She nodded, knowing in her heart the only man she ever
wanted was Ryan.

He pulled out of her body, slowly taking his time, making
her feel every inch of him scraping along her inner walls.

“Hold on tight to me, baby.”