My body was still trembling from the aftermath of his assault. My skin flushed and marked from his touch.

“This is your initiation,” he growled, his voice low , “You’ll learn your place. You’ll learn to obey.”

He ran a gloved hand down my torso, his touch possessive, tracing the curve of my breast, then my stomach.

I shivered, a mix of fear and arousal pooling in my cunt.

“You’re mine now,” he whispered, leaning closer, his breath hot against my ear. “And I’ll ...