The Fire Within (8 page)

“You would be expected to perform any sexual duties your master or mistress asks. Including performing on any of his or her friends. Would you be comfortable with that?”

“Performing on someone other than my master?”

Loverboy nodded.

“I would have to obey my master, wouldn’t I? His word would be my command regardless of whether I like it.” Damned if she would sleep with any other man than Jim.

“During my training course you will be exposed to all the basics of what a master or mistress will demand from you. It is the best way to sensitize yourself to your new world. There will be classes in oral sex, anal sex, threesomes, different positions, and other exciting courses. The last week would be in the Sex Dungeon.”

“What’s that?”

Loverboy unclasped his hand from behind his head and leaned forward. Excitement gleamed in his eyes.

“Actually that is where I just came from. Your final week is spent in the Sex Dungeon where you are forced to put into practice what you’ve learned here. We have potential masters and mistresses who come and try you out.”

Mercy. His slave business was serious and she would enjoy bringing this guy to justice for evading his taxes.

“The masters and mistresses experiment with the students in the Dungeon. There is also opportunity for both the potential owner and slave final experience to see if they are compatible, before a contract is signed.”

“What a unique idea.” Sky replied.

“I thought so too when my partner came up with the idea. Oh and before I forget to mention it, the Sex Dungeon is also available to all the Sex Slave students, past, present or future who attend my course. You are free to go downstairs anytime to try out the male or female we have down there. It gives the students an idea of what will happen to them when they leave here. Sky tried hard not to stiffen at his words. Tried hard not to shiver as she imagined herself locked away in a dungeon, forced to have sex with Loverboy or a stranger.

“I can’t wait to have you in there,” he whispered.

Oh boy.

“I wouldn’t mind having a tour of the Sex Dungeon,” she said. Sally Green’s contract wasn’t signed and Loverboy had mentioned a woman was down there. The possibility existed she could be Sally.

“First let’s discuss the contract, shall we?”

Oh yes, the contract.

He slid a desk drawer open, drew out a paper and placed it onto a cleared area on his desk.

“The contract explains more in detail of what is expected from you as well as the courses you would take. Of course before you begin the lessons I would have to give you a physical.”

Sky froze. A cold sheen of perspiration swept over her forehead.

“A physical?”

“To see if you are healthy. A potential master or mistress will want access to it. I will do blood tests for sexual diseases. An internal exam. Routine stuff.”

Internal exam? Oh God! How the hell was she going to get out of this one?

“Since you are so eager, we can do it right now. I have an adjoining room where I do the physicals, draw the blood, get the urine. I’ll courier the items to the lab and I’ll have the results in twenty-four hours. Then, if everything checks out, we begin the serious lessons. No more fooling around like you did with Jim upstairs.”

Sky’s heart thumped loudly in her ears.

There was no doubt in her mind he’d been watching what had been happening between her and Jim. Did he believe that she wanted to be a student? The thought of Loverboy’s hands touching her body made her feel sick. But what else could she do? She couldn’t make him suspicious by denying his request for a physical.

She drew in a ragged breath and tried to steady her nerves. She had no choice but to agree. She nodded and Loverboy smiled.

Chapter Five

Red-hot anger ripped through Jim as he gazed down at the woman lying naked on the bed. He’d found Sally Green and she was drugged to her eyeballs.

She’d grown into quite the woman since the last time he’d seen her three or four years ago. Back then she’d been in pig tails, wearing braces and tomboyish when she’d opened the door to her home. She’d said nothing to him as she’d quickly accepted the files his boss had requested for Jim to bring over while his boss recovered from gall bladder surgery. Then she’d slammed the door shut in his face.

Now Sally was long legged and very curvy. A natural beauty.

Her waist length blond hair was tangled with perspiration. Her face was chalk white. Full breasts rose and fell as she breathed heavily.

Her long legs were spread eagle. Her shaven pussy exposed. Her eyes were wide open. Fixed as she stared straight through him.

He closed his eyes against the sickening sight, and remembered how only minutes ago he had seen Loverboy come through the secret door in the kitchen. He must have been down here with her.

Earlier, while Jim had searched the empty kitchen, he’d been surprised to see a part of the northern side of the kitchen wall begin to slid sideways. Only his quick thinking had enabled him to slip undetected into the nearby broom closet. Through the crack in the slightly open door, he’d watched Loverboy turn the thermostat one full turn and the door swung shut.

Man! He wouldn’t have believed it if he hadn’t seen it. A secret door to an underground passage that led to several locked rooms. This one had been the only one unlocked. It appeared that Loverboy had been in too much of a hurry to get to his meeting with Sky.

Sally moaned, breaking him out of his thoughts. Her lashes fluttered and her sightless eyes closed. Jim reached down and lifted her limp arm. Her skin felt clammy and cool as he pressed two fingers against her wrist.

Her pulse was strong but slow.

“Sally? Sally? Can you hear me?”

“Loverboy? You back so soon? You just can’t get enough of me, can you?”

She smiled and then opened her eyes. She giggled. She reached up and ran a finger along his jaw line.

“What did they give you, Sally? Do you know?” he asked.

Her brows pressed together in a frown. “Sex drugs. It’s part of the course. You should know that.”

She blinked, trying to focus.

“Who are you? You’re not Loverboy.”

“I’m a student here.”

“Sent down to fuck me?”

Jim didn’t say a word as he tried to figure out how in the world he was going to be able to get her out of here in her present condition.

Without warning, she reached out and grabbed him around his waist, holding so tight, he couldn’t get away.

“Do with me what you want. Your wish is my command, master,” she said as she gazed up at him.

Her head lolled sideways like a rag doll. She giggled again.

Oh great
. Jim scanned the room searching for her clothing. He saw nothing. Not even a goddamn bed sheet to cover her nakedness.

“I’m here to get you out, Sally.”

“I’m not leaving here. I’m almost finished my course.” Her smile widened. “I’m pretty sure that big man will take me. He had no trouble sticking his big cock into my ass. I told Loverboy I want him. Or maybe I’ll take you. You’re cute.”

Her grasp around his waist tightened.

To his shock, she pressed a hot kiss against the head of his semi-erect penis.

Jesus. He needed to find clothes for both of them and then he had to get her out of here. Fast.

“Sorry Sally, I’m already taken.”

“I should have known Loverboy would find someone for you. How come I haven’t seen you here before?”

Her eyes narrowed with curiosity.

“Haven’t we met before?”

“I’m new.” No use reminding her they’d met once several years ago at her parent’s home. If she figured it out, his cover was blown.

“New? And you already have a mistress?”

“A girlfriend. Now c’mon, let’s get you out of here. Your father is worried about you.”

Sally blinked in puzzlement. Then she laughed.

“My father? Worried about me? Hell, he probably misses fucking me.”

What the hell?

“Oh! Didn’t daddy dearest tell you? I’ve been his sex toy since I was eight. I refuse to do it for free anymore. Tell my father he can go fuck himself! I’m not going back to him.”

Great! Just great! What the hell was he supposed to do now? Believe what she was telling him? It could be the drugs talking, but from the pain flashing in her eyes, she was making a believer out of him that she could be telling the truth.

Should he still try to get her out of here? Or leave her to her fate?

“Why you go to the cops and implicate Loverboy?” he asked.

“I never went to the goddamn authorities. My father made it up when I told him I wanted to be a sex slave. My only mistake was throwing it in his face that I was being trained by Loverboy.”

Jim inhaled in frustration. This whole assignment was just a ruse brought up by a jilted father?

He gazed down at Sally and at the way her eyes were fixed because of the sex drugs. Drugs that she was fully aware of and fully accepting. Who the hell was he to make the decision of what Sally Green should do anyway? She was eighteen. Legal age to do whatever she wanted.

A faint puff of alluring perfume sunk a warning to Jim. Someone else was in the room along with himself and Sally. He recognized the scent and he grew cold. Carmella’s perfume.

Sally’s grip around his waist tightened. A noise erupted from immediately behind him and before he could wrench himself free from Sally’s hold, pain exploded like a bomb against the right side of his head. The impact stunned him. Bright white stars blinded his vision.

He blinked. The stars remained. The ground came up to meet his face. He groaned as someone kicked at his legs. He wanted to kick back. Nothing happened.

Rough hands grabbed his shoulder and rolled him onto his back. The stars danced wildly, making him nauseous. Carmella’s perfume drove deep into his lungs.

“He’s the undercover cop I was telling you about. Want me to kill him?” a man said.

Jim’s blood chilled in his veins. That man’s voice was unmistakable. He was one of Jim’s Sex Squad detectives. A man with a perfect work record who’d asked for a position on the Squad. He was one of the two men who hadn’t taken the Loverboy case seriously enough during Briefing last week. Or at least Jim had thought he hadn’t taken it seriously. Apparently, he had, because here he was.

“No, Loverboy wants him alive,” Carmella replied.

Someone lifted his feet. Hands slid under his armpits. He was being lifted and the room whirled violently. Before he blacked out he could only think of Sky, and how he should never have walked out on her.

*****

“Sky. There’s no need to be frightened.” Loverboy drawled.

Damn, he could see right through her.

“It’s just a physical,” he said as he slipped on a pair of latex gloves while he stood beside the cot he’d instructed her to lay on. “I won’t hurt you. I just need to feel around inside. It’s the same as a pap smear.”

“I’m not afraid,” she replied as she slid off the cot. “I guess I’m a little shy. I need just a little more time. A day or two.”

Loverboy frowned. “You didn’t seem shy with Jim.”

“Oh, well, he’s a fellow student.”

Lame excuse
.

“Meaning?”

Her cheeks burned with embarrassment.

“I’m attracted to you. It wouldn’t be professional. I’d enjoy your touch.” She lied. Sickness clawed at her belly at the thought of him touching her.

“All the more why I should touch you, Sky. I can pleasure you in ways you’ve never dreamed of.”

He started toward her.

Oh dear. She was in trouble here. Jim, where the hell are you?

“I thought you didn’t do virgins?” she stammered as she walked to the other side of the cot putting it between them.

“I lied.”

Big news flash there.

“Virgins are my weakness,” Loverboy cooed as he slowly trailed her. His eyes burned with lust.

“How’s that?” she asked. She rushed through the adjoining door into his office and circled behind his desk, stalling for time. If she could keep him talking, she might be able to get to the other door.

“My upbringing. The nuns where I had to stay were virgins until they forced me to service them.”

Sky blinked in disbelief.

“They fucked me.” Anger coiled in his voice. “In the orphanage they ran. I protested at first. But they were women. Lonely women. Bigger than me. Stronger. I found out quickly they were sensuous creatures who only wanted to be loved. They weren’t meant to be locked away in a convent without the love of a man. So, they used us orphanage boys. I serviced the nuns for years. Even while I was a preacher. I learned to look for the yearning in their eyes. But you’re different, Sky. I saw the yearning in your eyes. The yearning for a man you’d lost. He hurt you so bad. He made you vulnerable. Despite that fact, there’s a strength in you I just can’t help but to try to dominate. I couldn’t leave you in that bar to get fucked by some stranger. I want you all to myself.”