The Alpha's Domination (10 page)

“It’s strange not having a pack close by,” she said.

“I know.” He led the way upstairs toward the first
floor where their bedrooms were. After seeing the seventh bedroom, Dawn decided
she didn’t need to see all of them. When they were at the attic she smelled the
age lying in wait. “I’ve kept a great deal of memories in here.” He led the way
into the attic. Inside, Dawn was met by the history of the pack. Pictures of
men and women in reserved poses met her. She smiled at the cribs as well. “I
slept in this crib,” he said, pressing on the side so the crib rocked.

“This place is amazing.”

“You’ve not seen the best part, baby,” he said, taking
her hand and leading her away from the attic.”

“Where are we going?” she asked.

He didn’t speak as he led her to the kitchen. When he
opened the door leading to the garden she froze. Being naked inside the house
was different from going outside in the open.

“I can’t go out there, Sir.” She bowed her head so
he’d see she didn’t mean any disrespect.

“Dawn, we’re over twenty miles from the nearest house.
We’re totally alone, and you don’t need to worry about a thing.” He tugged on
her hand and wrapped the other around her. “Do you really think I’d let anyone
else see you naked?” He took her mouth, plunging his tongue within.

She moaned, opening up to him.

“Do you trust me?” he asked.

Opening her eyes, which she’d closed during his kiss,
she stared at him. “Yes.”

“Good.” He stepped out into the open. She followed him
feeling the slight chill in the air.

“There’s going to be a storm soon,” she said.

“I know.”

He led the way down the path, and when they got to the
stoned path, Daniel picked her up in his arms to carry her across.

She let out a squeal, shocked by his strength.

He’s an alpha. Of course he can lift you.

“I don’t feel pain, remember,” she said, laughing.

“I know, but I don’t want to watch you walking across
the stones.” He placed her back on her feet once they were on the grass. Daniel
took the lead once again walking toward the edge of the water feature. The
beauty of the water falling captured her attention. She wondered what it would
be like to stand in the water and have it wash over her. Dawn didn’t realize
she’d said it out loud until Daniel spoke.

“Another time,” he said, kissing her. He took her past
some of the trees and turned left. She didn’t have a clue where they were going,
and she didn’t care.

Through the cover of trees she saw the small cabin.
Daniel walked up the steps, keeping her with him. He took out a key, unlocking
the door for her to enter. Again, he flicked the light switch on, bringing
light to the dark room. There were no windows, and the privacy was welcome. She
rubbed the chill from her arms, even though the weather didn’t bother her.

“This is my playroom. I guess it’s a play cabin. This
is where I train on the equipment. I never want to hurt my submissive.”

“Have you brought a submissive here?” she asked,
staring at the room similar to the one in
Kinkster’s
.
She never thought he’d have a playroom close to the house. Her pussy grew wet
at the sight before her.

“Yes, I’ve brought
submissives
here. I never expected to find my mate. Since I’ve met you, there hasn’t been
any other woman for me.” She turned around and saw him standing with his arms folded.
Every time he folded his arms, she was drawn to the thickness of his arms.
There was nothing timid or tame about him.

“There’ve been no other men for me either.” She wasn’t
upset that he’d brought other women here. There was no reason for her to be
jealous or angry. “Am I your exclusive submissive?” She was putting herself out
there even with her problems.

Chapter Seven

“Yes, you’re my only submissive, and you’ve been a
little disobedient today,” he said, stepping up close to her. She looked up at
him and smiled. Her smile had his gut twisting. He couldn’t lose her. She
hadn’t opened up about her mother, but she’d told him the truth about her past.
Her wolf was happy with the admissions as well. It was a start for both of
them.

In time, Daniel knew he could get her to trust him.
Whatever her concern was about her mother, he knew it was possibly the cause of
her problem. Female wolves were supposed to be maternal, caring for their
young. The way Dawn
reacted,
he doubted she was ever
comforted by her mother. The way she reacted to him combing her hair this
morning was another clue. She’d stayed perfectly still, obviously loving the
feel of his fingers running through her hair. Did she know how she’d moaned and
when he took a little time between strokes, she’d whimpered as if he left her?
There was so much going on inside her head, and Daniel knew there was a lot of
work ahead of him.

“Present to me,” he said, watching her go to her
knees, opening them wide for him to see her pussy. He took a seat in front of
her, far enough away to see the lips of her sex glistening. She was truly
beautiful.
His dark, submissive beauty waiting for him to
punish her.

His cock thickened, making it uncomfortable for him.
He moved in his seat in an attempt to relieve the ache in his pants.

“Several times you addressed me without using my
title.” He stared around the room, wondering what he should do to tease her.

“I’m sorry, Sir,” she said.

“Good, I don’t need to hear your apologies. You’re
going to be punished, but I believe you’ve been pushing me to use my hand on
you.” He ran a finger across his lip, curious as to what he should do. This was
their first time truly alone with many toys at his disposal. In the club they
may have seemed alone, but in truth, they were never alone. His pack would have
come to her if she showed any signs of distress. They knew he had struggled not
to claim her, and he’d asked Jake to interfere if it ever came down to it. Fortunately,
it never happened as he’d always been in control. This time, he was in complete
control of her, and she was at his mercy.

“What is your safe word?” he asked.

“Red.”

“Good. Do not use it unless you wish the scene to end.
You know how to get me to slow down, so I expect you to caution me when I’m
going too far.”

“Yes, Sir.”

He doubted she’d ever use a caution or a safe word
during a scene, and that alone concerned him. “I want you to get up and go to
the bed. Lie down on your back and open your thighs wide.”

She did as he instructed. He admired the rounded
curves of her ass as she moved away from him. Fuck, she made him ache with
need.

“Are you comfortable?” he asked.

“Yes, Sir.”

Daniel moved to his display of toys. He had a
selection of whips, canes, and paddles. He personally liked the cane. A long
strip of leather with a small loop at the end was his favorite. He loved the
sound of it as he brought it down on her flesh. The other tool he liked to use
was his hand. The sting of his palm let him know that he was punishing his submissive
properly. The last thing he needed was for his submissive to believe he was
getting weak.

He decided to take the cane, a set of nipple clamps,
and a brand new dildo. After he brought new
submissives
to his room he always made sure to use new equipment.

Placing the devices within easy reach he knelt down in
front of her. He took hold of one of her ankles and picked up the silk tie
connected to the post of the bed. Securing the silk around her ankle, he made
sure it was tight enough to keep her secure but not so tight that it would damage
her skin. There was no need to worry about pain with her, but he would always
be cautious. Once he was happy with the first ankle he did the same to the
second.

Kneeling back, he admired her flesh against the red
silk.
Perfection
.

“Bring your head forward.” She did as he asked, and he
drew the length of her hair above her head. He secured the length with a clip
he kept in his pants pocket. The strands were all out of his way exposing her
sweet neck. “Beautiful.” He cupped the back of her neck, tilting her head back.
Claiming her lips, he slid his tongue into her open mouth. Her taste was
amazing, and he could spend the whole day kissing her.

The mating heat began to build inside him, and he
moaned as a fresh wave of pleasure struck him. His cock hurt him with how
swollen he’d gotten.

Leaving the kiss, he glided his hand down to circle
one hard nipple. Once again he went to his knees, bringing the clamps within
easy reach. He didn’t speak as he stared at the heavy weight of her tits with
the brown tips of her nipples. Daniel was lost when he stared at her. She was
exquisite. He didn’t know how any man could have hurt her.

Our mate.
We can protect and help her.

Daniel was never going to turn his back on his woman.
If he couldn’t help her with her inability to feel pain, he’d spend the rest of
his life protecting her. He’d find other wolves with the same problem to see
how they coped.

He sucked one of her nipples into his mouth, moaning
as the hard bud filled his mouth. Opening the clamp he pulled away to see her
nipple rock hard. He secured the clamp onto her nipple, and she gasped.

“How does it feel, pet?” he asked.

“It feels amazing. I’ve never…” She released a groan
as he teased her clit.

“No pain?”

“No pain but it feels nice.” Her sensors accepted
pleasure, yet they denied pain.

Moving onto the next nipple, he did the same,
relishing the sound of her gasp as he secured the clamp. She arched up against
him, begging for more without saying a word.

“Lie back,” he said. She lowered down to the bed. Her
chest heaved with her indrawn breathes. Daniel got to his feet and found the
silk binds to secure her wrists. He caught her gaze with his own. Her eyes were
wide as she looked back at him. Neither of them spoke a word as he placed the
silk around her wrist. He moved onto the next wrist and secured the last. There
was no need for him to tighten the restraints as he wanted her at the end of
the bed within easy reach.

He knelt between her thighs, grabbing the cane along
with the dildo he’d brought with him. She stayed still, and he ran his hands up
and down her body, watching her shudder and shake from his touch.

Her wolf was lax waiting for him to make his next
move. Daniel smiled. He was more than prepared to take Dawn and her wolf. Under
his care she’d flourish like the amazing beauty she was.

Opening her thighs, he stared at her creamy cunt
feeling his mouth water for a taste of her. Her wet cunt was on display waiting
for his toys. Closing the distance between them, he sealed his lips over her
cunt sucking on the nub.

She cried out, jerking on the restraints. He slapped
her thigh, glaring at her. “I told you to stay lying down.”

Dawn went back to the bed, her body shaking as he went
back to sucking on her clit. She continued to moan, and her legs shook beneath
his. He gripped her thigh hard, adding to the sensation he was creating. She
couldn’t feel pain yet she could feel his touch, and he intended to use it all
to his advantage. There wasn’t enough touch between them to bring her to
orgasm. He continued to grip her thigh repeatedly in different areas,
constantly touching and stroking her.

Cream spilled from her pussy, coating his mouth, and
he drank her up.

Reaching for the dildo, he replaced his tongue with
the fake cock. He ran the tip of the fake cock through her slit coating it with
her cream. Once the dildo was covered he worked the tip down to her cunt.
Picking up the cane, he watched her response. Dawn was staring at the plain
ceiling. He wondered if she liked the mirror above her bed or if she hated it.

Pushing the cock into her pussy he brought the cane
down onto her leg. She cried out, and he did it again working the cane on her
thighs. He didn’t go anywhere near her pussy or body. Daniel watched her
responses, cautious in his hits. The clamps were biting down on her nipples but
not drawing any blood, each item creating a different sensation that wasn’t
pain, but it was something.

When she was at the peak about to fall into orgasm, he
withdrew the fake cock and stepped away from her.

“Sit up,” he said, kneeling back on the floor. He
removed one clamp then the other, paying careful attention to each bite. Daniel
sucked on the flesh of her nipples, cautious in his ministrations. The clamps
had been on her body for some time. Satisfied that he hadn’t broken the skin,
he took the toys toward the sink.

He sensed her confusion, and he smiled. Didn’t she
realize there were sweeter, easier ways to punish her rather than to cause her
immense pain? There was no punishment in trying to cause her pain. She couldn’t
feel it.

Washing the toys in anti-bacterial soap, he dried them
and placed them back in their place. He released her from the binds that kept
her to the bed.