Saving My Submission BN (18 page)

In unison, Sanna and Joshua each took a seat beside
me, enveloping me in their arms. My sister gave me a reassuring smile, but it
didn’t reach her eyes. She was worried about me.

“Really, I’m fine, sis. I’m not made of china.”
Reaching out, I held her hand.

“I know, but he scared you. I want to kick his
fu
…” She stopped short and peeked up at Nick.

“Dylan’s taking care of that for you, precious,” Nick
laughed as he handed Joshua a glass of amber liquid.

I blanched. “He is?”

“Well, that all depends. Mika’s going to handle it,
but I know Dylan. He’ll offer to bury the body.” Nick smiled.

“I’d gladly help with that,” Joshua groused as he took
a gulp from the glass.

“Umm, that was supposed to be for Mellie, bro,” Nick
chuckled. “Oh, what the hell. You probably need it as much as she does.”

“Just testing it for her, man,” Joshua smiled. Holding
the glass to my lips, his warm breath caressed my cheek. “It’s strong, so take
little sips. Okay?”

The pungent odor of alcohol wafted up my nose. I took
a swallow and almost spit it out. Whatever was in the glass tasted like sweaty
gym socks soaked in kerosene, and it burned like acid. I sputtered and coughed
then wrinkled my nose.

“That’s nasty.”

“You’re not a Scotch girl, I take it?” he chuckled.

“No. Do you have a margarita or cosmopolitan?”

“Not tonight, little one. Tomorrow. I’ll let you have
both, if you’d like.”

“Oh, so you’re going to ply me with alcohol and take
advantage of me?” I asked with a playful smile.

“I don’t think he’ll have to get you drunk to do
that,” Sanna giggled.

“Sanna,” I gasped. “I can’t believe you said that.”

“What?” She grinned. It was a welcome change of her
demeanor.

“That was some display of control out there, Stephen.
I’m not sure how you kept from knocking that bastard on his ass.”

“You have no idea,” Joshua assured her. Turning toward
me, he caressed my cheek with his hand. “My first responsibility is to protect
Mellie. But I plan to have a talk with Kerr, very soon.”

“I appreciate that.” I smiled. “You know though, I
could kick his ass if there weren’t so many
Doms
in
line ahead of me,” I teased.

Joshua cracked a small smile, but I could tell
something heavy weighed on his mind. “Will you tell me about your history with
Kerr?”

I knew Joshua’s curiosity would lead to questions; I
simply hadn’t expected it to be so soon.

“Yes, but I’d like some information first, okay?”

“Of course. Just don’t attempt to sidetrack me, little
one. It won’t work.”

“I won’t,” I replied solemnly. “How long has Davis…
Master Kerr been a member of Genesis?”

“About… what would you say, Nick? Maybe six months or
so?”

“About that.” Nick nodded.

“So he must live here in Chicago now.” I mused aloud.

“Yes. He’s told several of us that his job transferred
him here and was happy to find our community,” Nick informed me.

“Has he done anything…”

“You mean has he repeated his old behavior?” Nick
prompted.

“Yes.” I nodded.

“No. He’s not collared anyone. Kerr scenes with a lot
of subs, but he hasn’t set his sights on a particular girl yet. At least not
that I know of.”

“He uses them like paper towels. I get the impression
he likes to show off to the other members… kind of like someone else I know,”
Joshua groused with a sour expression. “He’s always shown respect and honored
the code… until tonight; when he shit all over it.”

“Do you think Mika will rescind his membership?” Sanna
asked as she nibbled her bottom lip.

“I don’t know, precious,” Nick replied.

“You don’t think Mika will let Kerr hurt Dylan do
you?” she whispered.

Nick chortled. “It’s not Dylan you need to worry
about, precious. Stop worrying. Mika will keep him from killing Kerr.”

My head swam with images of bloodied faces and broken
knuckles. Surely Dylan wouldn’t risk assault charges for me, would he?

Joshua tipped back the glass and downed the Scotch. He
picked up my hand and placed a tender kiss in my palm. “Tell me your secrets,
little one,” he whispered.

The compassion swimming in his beautiful green eyes
gave me the courage to spill the embarrassing saga of Davis’s
uncollaring
. I skimmed over the details of running away and
leaving Sanna to fend for herself. There were some things too raw to share with
anyone but my sister. Joshua absorbed my disconcerting story without a question
or comment. When I was done, he gathered me into his arms.

“He never deserved you or your gifts, little one.”

I closed my eyes and inhaled his scent, drank in his
warmth, and thanked the heavens that my truths hadn’t turned Joshua away.

Still wrapped in his arms, I realized that I’d been a
pawn in Davis Walker’s game. Not only had he shown his true colors to the people
of my former club, but the members of Genesis now, too. The embarrassment that
I’d hauled around like an anvil around my neck had never been mine to begin
with.
I
wasn’t a reflection of Davis’s
ineptness; he was responsible for that, all on his own. He was an asshole and a
player, and probably always would be.

Yes, I’d been naïve to believe his lies, but I’d been
a bigger fool to give him the power to toss aside the passion and fulfillment
of my submission. Eight years denying my desires was long enough. No more.

“He won’t bother you again, little one,” Joshua vowed.

Sanna jutted out her chin. “No he won’t,
cuz
I’ll cut his—”

“Stand down, precious. Pull your claws back in. If any
Dom needs to be dealt with,
we’ll
handle
it. You stay in your place for Dylan and me. Got it?”

“Yes, Sir.” Sanna pouted.

There was a soft tap on the door. Nick opened it and
Trevor bounded in wearing a huge smile.

“It’s almost time,” he announced. Then he zeroed in on
me. “Are you doing okay?”

“I’m good as gold,” I assured him.

“Good. We’ve saved you some seats and oh, just so you
know. Mika asked Monster…
errr
I mean Master Kerr to
leave,” Trevor made a funny ‘
ooops
’ face and laughed.
“You hold your head high, girly-girl, and prance that sexy
lil
ass of yours out to the dungeon. It’s
partayyyy
time.”

“God, I love you, Trevor,” I laughed.

He blew me a kiss. “It’s mutual,
dahhhling
.
Come on, they’re about ready to start.” With a squeal of excitement, Trevor
skipped out the door.

I squared my shoulders and raised my chin as we paraded
back inside the dungeon. Of course Joshua’s arm banded around my waist
bolstered my self-assurance, but I’d made up my mind Davis Walker no longer had
the power to unhinge me, ever again.

Drake, Trevor, and Dylan sat in the front row. Dylan
wore no visible signs of a fight—thank goodness—just a smug, confident smile
poised on his lips. Once seated, Joshua slipped his arm around my shoulder and
I settled in against him.

Moments later, Mika stepped onto a raised platform at
the front of the room and placed a fluffy red pillow on the floor. Facing the
crowd, he placed his hands behind his back, spread his legs in an imposing Dom
stance, and stared toward the back of the room.

CHAPTER SEVEN

Twisting in my chair, I watched Julianna and
Leagh
enter the back of the dungeon through the velvet
curtain. Julianna carried a gold tray that held a wide silver band. Tony joined
Mika on the platform, each focused keenly on their women dressed in matching
burgundy silk gowns.

The smiles they’d worn at the wedding had been
replaced by serious expressions, underscoring the significance of the event.
Even the air felt weighed in authority, and envy pulsed in my veins.

Julianna and
Leagh
stepped
up to the platform, assuming positions strikingly reminiscent of the wedding.

“You look exquisite, angel,” Tony praised as he
reached up and stroked her cheek.

“Thank you, Master. You look incredibly handsome, as
always.”

Leaning in, he pressed a kiss to her forehead before
pulling away. His expression fell sober. “Tonight is the last time I will ever
ask
you to kneel before me.”

Leagh’s
breath rushed out on
a ragged quiver and her whole body visibly shook. She lowered her head and sank
to her knees on the pillow at Tony’s feet. With grace and beauty she spread her
legs and rested her open palms on her thighs.

Tony’s chest expanded as he drank in her submissive
splendor. “Raise your head and look at me, sub.”

Leagh
obeyed his command,
and they stared at one another for a long moment, enveloped in a private bubble
of love. With a resolute nod, Tony took one step forward then cupped his hands
and placed his open palms against
Leagh’s
lips.

“With these hands, I promise to mold you. Caress and
soothe you in times of harmony and in strife. Punish you, when necessary, and
soar you to the heavens, time and again. Never will you be alone, for I will
always be by your side, treasuring your gifts and providing your fulfillment.
You are my love. My slave. My slut. My angel. For all the days of my life, I
vow to hold and protect you… in the palm of my hands.”

Tony’s deep, heartfelt vow echoed through the dungeon.
Tears swelled in my eyes and
Leagh’s
shoulders shook
in silent sobs. Struggling to hold back my own emotions, I had to fight even
harder when I spied Sanna’s flowing tears.

Removing his hands, Tony stepped back. “I give you all
I am, girl. Is there something you wish to give me?”

Leagh
nodded ever so subtly,
sniffed and inhaled a deep breath.

“I ache to give you my heart, mind, body, and soul to
shape beneath your Masterful hands. Yield to your Dominant commands. Immerse
you in all the love I possess, and fulfill your every fantasy. Ease your
burdens and bring you joy, both day and night. Live my life as the embodiment
of your command, to represent you in a golden light of devotion and honor. I
vow to kneel at your feet, stand by your side, and follow where you lead. All
that I am… all that I’ll ever be is yours. I beg your collar, Master. Please,
grant me the precious gift my heart desires… make me whole.”

Oh god
. A tear
slid down my cheek and I raised my hand to my mouth to hold back a sob.

Leagh
had put voice to all
the longings trapped inside me and the floodgates burst open. The onslaught of
the submissive desires exploding inside left me raw… exposed. There was no
place for me to hide.

Joshua issued a murmured sound of understanding and
squeezed my shoulder, drawing me closer to his side.

Julianna bowed her head in respect as she stepped up
and presented Tony with the golden tray. He lifted the silver collar and bent
to one knee before
Leagh
.

“I accept your gifts. Your love. Your commitment. I
bind you to me, now and forever, my beautiful slave.” Clicking the metal
fastener in place, Tony slid his fingers under her chin and tipped her head up
slightly, then gazed into her eyes with a look of pure possession.

“You are mine,” Tony proclaimed in a beastly roar.

Lifting her from the floor, he devoured
Leagh
beneath a blistering kiss. A collective sigh of
appreciation fluttered through the crowd. There was no thunderous applause or
rowdy cheers, simply a potent sense of respect permeating the air.

I ached to feel the completeness their ceremony
conveyed. Unable to hold back my tears, Joshua leaned over and tenderly sipped
the moisture from my cheeks.

“It’s time you unlocked the cage and set her free,
little one,” he whispered in my ear.

I sucked in a shaky breath and nodded. Did I possess
the strength to perform such a feat?

Mika turned and walked from the platform. In proper
submissive etiquette Julianna fell in behind her Master, leaving Tony and
Leagh
to revel in their bond. Without disturbing them,
James ascended the stage, hauling a small spanking bench and table. Dressed in
a tight black T-shirt with the word ‘Security’ emblazoned over his muscular
chest, he arranged the furniture then set a black silk bag atop the table.
Smiling at the kissing couple, James left the stage.

When Tony finally ended his claim of
Leagh’s
mouth she spied the equipment. Her blissful
expression transformed into a look of sheer panic.

“Remove the items from the bag, angel,” Tony
instructed with a wicked grin.

She hesitated for the briefest second before
resolution replaced apprehension. Her mind might have coerced her to obey, but
her hands trembled in as she removed a tube of lube; proof her body wanted to
rebel at the task. Reaching in again,
Leagh
removed a
bright pink butt plug and her cheeks blazed in a crimson blush.

“Now that’s what I’m talking about,” Trevor whispered
with glee.

“
Shhh
,” Drake admonished
with an angry scowl.

Snuggling in deep against his Master’s chest, Trevor’s
pretty blue eyes sparkled in longing.

“Thank you, angel.” Scalpel sharp, Tony studied
Leagh’s
reactions closely. No doubt he knew her anxiety at
publically performing the ritual. “Off with the dress and there’d better not be
a scrap of anything beneath it, my love.”

Her face burned a deeper red and she shook her head.
Pulling the flimsy material up over her head, she placed it in Tony’s waiting
hand. Her pale skin glowed beneath the harsh lights and her nipples grew dark
and tight.

“Do you know what I have planned for you, angel?”

“Yes, Master.”

“What?”

“You plan to claim me.”

“Indeed I do. Claim you how?”

Leagh’s
eyes widened before
she cast them toward the floor. “The way a Master claims his slave, Sir.”

“Stalling is not a wise choice, my beauty. Say it.”
Tony’s command turned harsh.

“You plan to claim my ass, Master.”

“Yes,” he softened. “I’ve been hard for months
dreaming about this day.”

Tony patted the padded spanking bench in silent
instruction.
Leagh
slowly positioned herself upon the
apparatus and closed her eyes.

Tony smirked. “Turn your head toward the crowd, girl
and look at the sea of faces watching… waiting to witness the precious gift you
intend to give me.”

She sucked in a ragged breath and did as Tony bid.
Homing in on Sanna, her stare never wavered. My sister issued a tight but
reassuring smile and nodded in support of her friend. “You’ll be fine,” she
mouthed in encouragement.

Tony wore a grin from ear to ear as he slowly smoothed
a palm over her butt cheeks. “So soft. So silky… so mine,” he triumphed before
bringing his hand down with a hard slap.

Leagh
jumped with a start
before a dreamy expression spread over her face.

“I own your heart, body, and soul. Now bend over,
angel. The heady offer of your virgin ass is too hard to resist. And granting
this gift for all to witness is a potent declaration of your bravery and
reinforces the vows you just made to me. This leap of faith proves that your
word is as solid as the metal around your neck. Thank you, angel. You make me
proud.”

“Thank you, Master.”

“
Ahh
, but you’ve also given
me your mind, haven’t you, love?”

“Yes, Master.”

“You know I’m especially fond of crawling inside your
mind, don’t you my love?”

“Yes, Master.” Her brows furrowed ever so slightly.

“Then it probably comes as no surprise that there’s
still a sadistic bastard running around loose inside my head does it, angel?”
Tony chuckled. “Do you understand what that means?”

“No, Sir.”
Leagh
swallowed
tightly, her face lined in a pensive expression.

“It means I fully intend to claim your virgin ass,
alone in the privacy of our own little room.”

Talk about a mammoth
mind fuck. Tony
was
a sadistic bastard… a
huge one.

Leagh
closed her eyes and
exhaled a huge sigh of relief. No doubt elated she’d not have to perform such
an intimate act in a room full of people. Suddenly her eyes flew open and her
expression hardened. Drawing her lips in a tight thin line, she shot a glance
over her shoulder, pinning Tony with a look of a slow and certain death.

Tony arched his brows and wagged his finger. “Ah, ah,
ah, my saucy slave. You promised to be the embodiment of my control and to
represent me in a golden light of devotion and honor, did you not?”

I wasn’t sure if
Leagh
was
going to scream, cry, or reach out and slap the wicked smirk off Tony’s face.
Grappling to find her submissive place,
Leagh’s
expression slowly softened and she nodded.

“Good girl. I plan to hold you to that whether I’m
fucking your luscious, hot body, or your pretty little mind, my love.”

“I understand, Master.” She shook her head and
smirked. “This is what I get for falling in love with a shrink.”

“A shrink
and
a
sadist, angel,” Tony added. Turning toward the crowd, he pulled a small note
from his pocket. “Let’s see. Get married. Check. Collar my girl. Check. Claim
her virgin…ah, fuck yes.”

The entire dungeon exploded with laughter. Even
Leagh
started to giggle. With a mischievous grin, Tony
plucked her off the spanking bench and tossed her over his shoulder like a
caveman.
Leagh
yelped as Tony turned and faced the
crowd.

“If you all will excuse us, seems I have one last item
on my to-do list.”

With a wave to the crowd, he raced from the platform
and hurried toward the private rooms.

A buzz filled the air as guest clustered in conversation,
while some milled toward the bar. Several
Doms
and
employees began rearranging the dungeon for play.

Sanna sidled next to me while her
Doms
and Joshua gathered in a circle, talking and laughing.

“That was so beautiful,” she gushed. “I didn’t think I
was ever going to stop bawling.”

“It was absolutely gorgeous,” I agreed.

Trevor squeezed past us, plying Drake with a hopeful
expression. “Do you have a
‘to-do’
list,
Daddy?”

“I do. But you’ll have to find it, boy.” The big Dom
smirked. “I’ll give you a hint. It’s not in my pocket but it
is
in my pants.”

Trevor squealed and nearly crawled up his Master’s
body.

Drake shook his head. “Why do you act so deprived…
Like I never play with you, boy?”

“It’s not that at
all
,
Daddy. I can’t help it. I’m totally addicted to your big, fat—”

“Boy,” Drake thundered. “To our room. Now!”

Laughing, Sanna and I watched Trevor wriggle with
excitement as Drake led him away.

Joshua, Dylan, and Nick were still clustered together,
engaged in an extremely serious conversation.

“Wonder what those three are plotting?” I chuckled.

“I don’t know, but it looks pretty intense. Maybe
they’re planning to take over the world.”

“I’d like it better if they were plotting to put some
sated smiles on a couple of sisters’ faces. All this wedding and collaring
shit’s made me horny as hell,” I grumbled.

“Oh god, me, too,” Sanna lamented, eyeing the butt
plug and lube sitting untouched on the small table.

“I know what you want, you dirty little monkey,” I
teased with a laugh.

“Damn straight I do.” she grinned.

We were both laughing when Joshua came up behind me
and slid his arm around my waist. I jumped with a start. “Come with me,” he
murmured in my ear.

“Ah, I guess I’ll see you later, Sanna,” I squeaked as
he whisked me away.

My stomach began fluttering the moment I realized
Joshua was heading toward the hall.

“I’ve been dying all day to get you alone,” he
murmured.

“To do what?” I asked with an impish grin.

“Well, to talk, of course. Why else would I want you
alone?” He grinned.

“Talk, huh?”

“Or whatever,” he smirked with a wave of his hand.

“I’d prefer whatever over talking, in case you’re
wondering... err, Sir.” I flashed him a sultry smile.

“Sir? I like where this is going, but save that look
until I get the damn door unlocked, would you, girl?” he groused digging
through his pocket for the key. “Because if you don’t, I’m going to lay you out
in the middle of hall here and fuck you seven ways to Sunday. I somehow think
you’d be a bit mortified giving such a display.”

“So you’re an exhibitionist? That kind of turns me on…
just a little.” I couldn’t stop toying with him. His impatient and harried mien
was… well, cute.

He pulled out his keys and drew his palm over my ass.
“You’re still one swat short, little one. Don’t forget.”

“Trust me. I haven’t, Sir.” I purred in a
vampish
kitten-soft voice.