The Beast Enslaved

Aram

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When Catherina's body went slack my first reaction was fear. Was she okay? Had I hurt her? Had I gone too far? Then I realized that she had passed out from the pleasure and exhaustion of what we had just done. A self sufficient grin spread across my face as I watched her sweat covered, glistening body. I had done that. I had brought her so intense pleasure that she had screamed my name when she came. My ears were still ringing, but it was well worth it. Gently easing her body into my arms, I picked her up and carried her from my playroom to the bedroom, placing her on the bed. A little sigh escaped her as she slid between the covers. Dashing from her side to the kitchen, I grabbed a banana and a bottle of water before returning and slipping into bed beside her. I didn't even need to pull her against me, she curled up into my side all by herself. A warm feeling balled up in my stomach as I looked down at her. After two years of her constantly being on my mind, she was finally here, next to me. I wasn't planning on letting her go again. For the next hour or so, I just laid there, watching her, watching over her, my fingers tangling in her soft hair, her gentle breaths puffing across my bare chest. She stirred, alerting me to the fact that she was waking up. When she yawned, I could see where her brother's nickname Kittycat came from. She scrunched up her little nose in a very catlike manner and then rubbed a little fist over it. I couldn't help but chuckle.
"Good morning." She mumbled.
"Morning, pet."
She rubbed her cheek against my chest and settled back in. Before she could slip back under, I ran my hand over her back. Apparently, her skin was still tender, because she flinched under my touch. For a moment I wanted to hit myself for not tending to it earlier, maybe rubbing some soothing balm on it, but then she moaned quietly, and a feeling of satisfaction swamped me. As much as I wanted to stay in bed next to her, I knew that my restraint was maxed out. I had had to force my arousal back during our earlier scene, and I didn't know how much longer I could hold out until I just took her. Although she had given herself to me so willingly, I didn't feel like we were ready to take the final step yet. I never wanted her to go through what I had to go through. So instead of dwelling on it any longer, I gently untangled myself from her and stood up, reaching for the banana and water I had placed on the bedside table.
"Drink something, sweetheart." I told her, holding out the bottle to her.
Smiling softly, she took it from me and drank a few sips. Once she had the top screwed back on, I reached for the banana and started peeling it. Some primal instinct overcame me and I held it up to her lips, feeding her. The smile still stretched across her lips, she opened her mouth to take a bite of the banana. It was only then that I realized that my choice of fruit may have been a bad idea. I couldn't help but fantasize those lips wrapping around something entirely different. Quickly, I tried to think of something to distract myself.
"This reminds me of when you were feeding me." I mumbled, desperate for any kind of distraction.
She chewed and swallowed before smiling again.
"I was so certain you hated me when I only wanted to help you." She told me.
"Well, I did."
Crap. That wasn't supposed to slip out.
When I saw her face fall, I could have punched myself. Reaching out to her, I placed two fingers under her chin, forcing her to look at me.
"I was in a bad place, Cat, I hated everything and everyone."
Her puppy dog eyes raised up to look at me sadly.
"But what about Elliott? You loved him."
"For some wierd reason, I felt like I could trust him. To be honest, I was scared of you. It sounds so silly now, but you were the one who bought me. In my messed up mind, you were the enemy, the person trying to hurt me. I felt like if I trusted you, you could snap at any moment and hurt me worse than anything I'd experienced in that auction house."
She stared at me, the banana forgotten in my hand.
"So why do you trust me now? When we met at the club, you seemed so happy to see me there."
I could almost see the little wheels in her mind turning, trying to piece everything back together. For a moment, I had to actually sit down and think about it. I hadn't spent a moment worrying about her betraying me since I'd seen her again. For some odd reason, I'd missed her.
"I had two whole years to get my life together, Cat." I started. "And as time went on, I found myself thinking about you. How sweetly submissive you were, how you gave me your bedroom but were too scared of the beast I was to leave me unchained. How eventhough I scared the shit out of you, you tried your best to make sure I was okay. How you held me that one night. How somehow I compared every submissive I've been with since I've met you with you, and they never lived up to you. And then I started seeing you everywhere. At first I thought it was my mind playing tricks on me - I mean, hell, we're in California. As far as I knew you were still in New York. But now - now I know it was really you and I regret never going up to you and saying hi. I missed you, Catherina Josephina Eclestia, and I don't even know why."
Tears. Fucking goddamn tears.
In her eyes.
I just poured my heart out and said things I hadn't even realized were true and what do I get? Tears.
I wanted to tear something - myself - apart. I had been trying to make her feel better, and instead I'd made her cry.
"That - " hiccup "is just the sweetest thing anyone -" hiccup "has ever told me." She sobbed.
For a moment I was stunned. Then it clicked.
Happy tears.
She was crying happy tears. That was a good thing, right?
God, I was a pethetic excuse for a human being. I'd spent so much time without emotions in my life, that I couldn't recognize them when they slapped me in the face.
"I've actually not been able to call anyone pet, except for you." I mumbled. "It just didn't feel right."
That just made her cry harder.
I could tell that she wanted to touch me, hug me, but was holding back on my behalf. I grabbed the half eaten banana and tossed it aside, before pulling her onto my lap and cradling her into my chest.
Later, after a shower for me and a bath for Catherina, we were lounging on the couch in the livingroom, some romcom playing soflty in the background. Our isolated little weekend was almost over and tomorrow we'd both have to face the real world. We had been so deep in the honeymoon phase this past day that while if felt like we had never been apart, many problems were left unmentioned. Starting with simple logistics. What days would she be free? What about the rules? What did I expect of her? What did she expect of me? What work did she do? How much did her wor involve other people? Specifically other men? I felt extremely possessive of her. Would it be too much to ask that she never interacted with another man except for Elliott and me again? Probably. Sighing, I pulled her closer to me and she compliantly curled into me.
"Pet?" I asked quietly.
"Yes Sir?" Her voice wa soft and raspy. We hadn't spoken for a while.
"What do you do?"
She looked at me, confused.
"Where do you work?" I rephrased.
"Oh!" Her face lit up in a smile and a soft blush. "I work for a publishing firm here in LA."
She seemed to really like her job, if her smile was anything to go by.
After that, we sank back into a comfortable silence until the movie was over. Since it was already 6.20 PM, we decided to go for dinner before I brought her home. She didn't ask me to come in, but instead stood in the doorway with a little smile.
"Would you like me to come in?" I asked carefully.
The smile got bigger and her cheeks flushed pink.
"Yes Sir, I'd like that."
I ended up staying with her until she fell asleep, then tucked her in and left, leaving behind a note with my phone number and the instruction to call me once she woke up.

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