Forced Submission by Claire Thompson

Author:Claire Thompson [Thompson, Claire]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Romance Unbound Publishing
Published: 2013-07-11T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

The flight attendant, a young man with slicked-back hair and a crisp navy blue uniform, smiled in greeting as Ellis and M boarded the private jet he’d chartered for the trip. “Welcome aboard, Mr. & Mrs. Hughes. My name is Brian and my job is to make you as comfortable as possible for the duration of the trip. The first leg of our journey will take us to Addis Ababa in Ethiopia. There will be a brief layover to refuel and change crews, and then we’ll take you on to Mozambique.”

He led them into the cabin, which contained four large seats in rows of two, a sofa, a sideboard and a fully stocked kitchenette and bar. “Is this your first time traveling on a private jet?” the attendant inquired politely, directing his question toward M.

“No, no,” Ellis answered for her. M was under strict orders not to speak to anyone until they arrived on Prince Kamau’s island. And even then, she was to stick to her script. “We’re seasoned travelers.”

M looked up at him as Ellis said this, though her expression remained blank. It was odd to see his slave girl in clothing. He had to admit she looked attractive, even exotic in the silk turban and elegant but sexy dress he’d bought her for the trip. The gold hoops in her earlobes matched the rings in her nipples, and this, too, pleased him.

He’d considered not covering her head, but decided her bald pate might draw unwanted attention and questions. For himself, he loved keeping her head shaven smooth, along with her cunt. He enjoyed the process of lathering her scalp with shaving cream, and drawing the sharp razor blades carefully over her skin while she stayed still as a doe caught in the headlights. He loved painting the hot wax over her pubic mound, and watching her wince in pain as he ripped it away, leaving her skin smooth as whipped cream.

When she stood, completely naked from her head to her toes, eyes downcast, arms hanging loosely at her sides, she exuded the air of a lost, delicate waif that he found quite appealing. He loved how thin she had become, compared to the chubby thing she’d been when he’d first abducted her. He made sure always to keep her marked, the welts and bruises a constant turn-on. The nudity, the thinness, the marks—all of this defined her as what she was—property. His property.

In preparation for the trip he’d forced himself to refrain from marking her for the past three weeks, as difficult as it had been. He did so love to watch her pale skin redden and welt as he whipped, spanked, caned, cropped and paddled her. He’d had to content himself with more creative erotic torture, like water submersion, breath play and intense bondage, and of course constant rough sex, none of which left any lasting evidence.

Though he now took her several times a week into his bed, after that initial deflowering he never again let her sleep in his arms.

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