Broken (Billionaire's Blood Slave 2) Read Free Page A

dirty she could hardly
bear it. The shame of coming for him made her chest hurt.
    “P…please, Knight…” She mumbled, staring up
at him with wide, innocent eyes.
    “Please what?” His voice was dark, still
strained with lust.
    “Just…” she was crying, the tears raining
down over her heated cheeks. Please let me go, she’d been
about to ask, but the cold note in his voice stopped her. He hadn’t
hurt her badly, yet, but her tender ass still bore the marks from
last night. “Please take the leash off. I won’t run, I swear.
    Knight ignored her begging “I think I heard
you call me Knight just now. Don’t. You will call me Master from
now on.”
    “No! I won’t do it.”
    He bared his teeth with a suddenness that
made her shrink back. “I warn you, Alice, my mercy is all used
up.”

    “I… I’m not your slave.”
    He grinned, a horrible expression that didn’t
reach his eyes.
    “I’ve had enough of this, slut.” He yanked
hard at the leash as he stood, pulling Alice half off the chaise
with him while she whimpered. “Up.” He snapped hard on the leash,
so that the harness dug hard into her flesh. Eventually she was
forced to stand, with his cum dripping down her pink-flushed skin.
Her legs were warm and weak, barely steady enough for her to stand.
She almost tripped when the chain between her ankles snapped her
step halfway short. When his black eyes met hers she quickly looked
down, too ashamed to meet his gaze. His hands hovered over her
body, always touching, stroking. When his fingertips slipped over
one painfully sensitive nipple she gasped, trying to turn away.
    “I have all the time in the world to break
you, but I’m an impatient man. We’ll do this the hard way.”
    Without looking back he strode away, dragging
Alice yelping behind him on the end of her leash. His strides were
long and quick, and she had to trip along with her tiny steps,
hobbled and vulnerable. He walked along a short path through the
trees, which quickly turned into a tunnel of luminous white
flowers. They were lush blossoms that she didn’t recognize, growing
so thickly she couldn’t see past out.
    A petal caressed her skin as he jerked her
along, a sensation so delicate and sensuous it made her shiver.
Knight seemed not to notice, he only snapped on the leash to hurry
her pathetically slow steps, growling in impatience.
    When they finally reached their destination,
Alice’s breath froze in her throat. They emerged into a bright
clearing surrounded by white orchid vines. The moss beneath their
feet was softer than any carpet, but it was filled with machines
and cruel-looking devices that would have been better suited to a
dungeon. Alice caught a glimpse of rounded steel shafts, engraved
shackles and dark leather. Before she had a chance to examine them
closer Knight was already dragging her towards one.
    This frame stood in a patch of the golden
light that shone down from the ceiling. It was about waist high to
her, and was shaped a little like the pommel-horse she’d used in
gym class. Only, instead of a padded, injury-proof surface on top,
it tapered to a smooth steel bar barely two inches wide. Shackles
at foot-height on either side suggested the horrible way a person
would be bound to this thing. One foot would go on either side, and
the groin would rest on that steel bar. Even looking at in made her
flinch away in terror, shaking. Knight had to turn and yank her
along. From the dew that glistened on its metal sides she could
tell that it was going to be icy cold.
    “Last chance, Alice.” Knight turned, smiling
enough to bare his fangs. Alice stood silent, staring back into
those black eyes. As hard as she tried she could keep from shaking.
Droplets of sweat were gliding down between her breasts, but that
machine had sucked all the warmth from her.
    “No?” Knight sighed, “That’s too bad. Wait
here.”
    Without bothering to tie her Knight simply
dropped the leash in the grass and left, strolling