Chapter 2
Cynthia sat in the back cab of the limo, next to the man that had dragged her there and into the backward facing seat, quietly terrified at the events of the evening so far, certain that things could only get worse for her from here. She didn’t have long to wait for the man in charge to join them, sitting across from her and appraising her with his steel grey eyes. “Gronn, go up front please, I have things under control here.” said the man quietly and her captor simply nodded then moved up to the front passenger seat. The limo pulled away from the front of her house immediately afterwards.
Lord Krinn stepped up to his limo as he could faintly hear screams of pain and pleasure coming from inside the house from Marla, fortunately nothing loud enough to raise the suspicion of the neighbors as he opened the car door and slid into the forward facing seat, carefully appraising his newest property. How fortunate he was that Silas hadn’t been able to pay the 2000 gold marks that had been set as the price for the job. The price hadn’t been a detriment to Silas’ need for completion of the contract, he probably thought he would have been able to recoup the costs by elimination of his rival but Lord Krinn had made sure to slip one of his men into the role of leadership of the business that had recently suffered a power vacuum from the death of Lord Zarr. “Gronn, go up front please, I have things under control here.” He said softly and Gronn moved to the front, the car pulling away immediately afterwards.
He studied her for a long time as the limo whisked quietly through the city heading who knew where, his attention making her more and more uncomfortable. She realized he wasn’t looking at her like another person, but as a piece of property that he owned, something to be protected and defended from anyone’s touch but his own if need be and she was sure this man had what it would take to make that happen. She was unused to this kind of appraisal, she knew she was pretty, she had felt men’s eyes on her before but not quite like this…never like this and it made her feel…humiliated and a little scared but it also made her a little aroused as well. Father and mother had never let her date and because of some unknown reason, boys at school had avoided her like the plague…probably because of her father’s influence here in town but that hadn’t kept them from staring longingly at her face and body. The one boy that had actually tried to have a relationship with her, Thomas, broke things off abruptly after nothing more than a few kissing sessions and stayed far away from her. She never found out why either and it frustrated her to no end.
He watched her like a predatory cat that had tracked its prey all night and finally cornered it before pouncing on it. He saw that it visibly bothered her as she got more and more agitated and finally he decided it was time to break the silence between them as he spoke, “My name is Lord Krinn, little one. I am a business associate of your father whom I have known for many, many years. The reason you are here is because he defaulted on a payment to me and my clan for a contract he needed completed and since he didn’t have the money to pay, I chose you as a substitute. From this point on, you WILL address me as either ‘Sir’ or ‘Master’. Failure to do so will result in punishment. It is important that you understand this from the beginning as I won’t repeat myself. Do you understand?” As he spoke, he watched her eyes grow wider and wider in astonishment until he had finished and he waited for her to respond to his question.
Gradually, it dawned on her that he was waiting for her to answer and concentrating very hard, she called back to mind what he had said and asked then stammered back, “Yeah…er…Yes…Yes Sir, I understand.”
“Very good little one, then we shant have to bring this up again. You will know automatically from now on if I have to whip you what the cause of it is. This also applies to if I instruct you to do something and you refuse or fail to accomplish it, you shall also be punished, most likely by whipping.” He said as her eyes grew even wider at the words ‘by whipping’.
“Sir, you would really whip me for punishment?” she squeaked meekly as her stomach did flip flops but annoyingly her sex got warm and damp like the times her father would put her over his knee and spank her for her infractions like when she was caught kissing Thomas before he broke it off with her.
Lord Krinn chuckled softly as he could smell her arousal from the other side of the car, “Of course little one. How else will you learn to be a good sex slave if I don’t whip you?’
Her eyes flew wide in terror as he told her his intentions to make her his sex slave but she wasn’t quite sure if it was the thought of this man using her however he wanted to please his perverted desires or if it was because of the heat and dampness it caused between her thighs and the longing feeling in her heart and loins at his admission. He chuckled again before he whispered loud enough for her to hear, “Good thing your 18th birthday is only a few days away, I will start your training the day after.” He then turned his head and stared out the window at the passing night.
