His To Control

“Yes, sir. She’s yours. Does that mean she’s your new submissive?” Peter asked.

“That is correct. I’m going to pay a visit to the Steer brothers. I want you to call me as soon as you’re done.”

William took his keys off the counter and then made his way out to the car. He had two brothers to deal with.

****

Daisy sat waiting for Peter to collect her. She’d had the shower that William had told her to have, and now she was waiting. There was plenty of coffee, and she had drunk most of the pot. Her hands were shaking. Her mind kept drifting to last night. The feel of William’s palm on her ass had been amazing. Her mother had punished her over the years, a few slaps here and there, along with a few other punishments. Nothing had ever felt as right as last night had.

Was she sick for wanting more?

She rubbed her wrists where William had held her captive. Daisy closed her eyes picturing his cool control as he talked. His voice was hypnotic to her. She could easily listen to him all day, every day.

Her br**sts felt heavy as she imagined his touch all over her. His hands were large, and he’d easily be able to overpower her to get whatever he wanted. She took a deep breath when pleasure pulsed around her clit. No man had ever made her feel so wanton. She wanted everything he had to offer. Her face heated unbearably as she imagined everything he could do. She had the internet, but she’d always stopped herself from looking at too much erotic stuff. Even though she’d moved out of her mother’s home, her mother still came round. She always felt like her mother knew what was happening, as if she had some kind of key into Daisy’s perverted brain.

Daisy cringed at the thought of what her mother would think of William. His dominance could easily be seen by simply looking at him. It was one of the many things about him that drew her to him. Peter rounded a corner startling her from her thoughts. She screamed at his unexpected presence, which then made him scream. For a few moments neither of them did anything except scream.

Suddenly, they both burst out laughing. “I’m so sorry,” she said.

“No, it is entirely my fault. I left you waiting, and I should have warned you I was coming. This place can get a little creepy at times,” Peter said.

“Are you here to take me home?” she asked.

“Yes, I’ve got the car ready out front. William likes having an entrance ’round for the front for this part of his keep. Very few people know about it. He likes to keep his privacy private.”

“I can understand that.” She stood ready to leave.

“Don’t you have anything to take with you?” he asked.

Daisy felt the blush rise in her cheeks. “Erm, no. William said he was keeping my dress.”

“Understandable. It was rather revealing. Come on.” He held his arm out. She put her arm through his, and together they walked out to the car. “Are you feeling any better since last night?”

She bit her lip as he opened her door. Daisy climbed inside then waited for him to get in the driver’s seat. “Yes, I’m feeling a little better.” Her ass ached where William had landed his hand. She wondered if it was still red or if there was no sign of his punishment.

“William is a really great guy,” Peter said. “He’ll be there for you. Gabriel is one of his best friends.”

Gabriel was the town sheriff. Most people wanted to get rid of him, but he was a really great guy and took care of the whole town. Getting rid of him would not help the town in any way. Their annoyance with Gabriel was not as strong as their appreciation for everything he did. They might want to get rid of him, but as yet, it hadn’t happened.

“He is nice,” she said. There was nothing else she could say. “What made you work at his club?”

“I’m training to be a Dom.”

“I thought you were in love. Erm, never mind.” She glanced out of the window unable to complete her thought.

“Yes, I’m love with Laura. It is not a secret. Hell, Dean knows I love his wife. Laura knows I love her. The training and being at the club helps me to take my mind off my problems and to see past everything else. William is helping me to focus my energy into another perfection.”

Daisy stared at him. He didn’t look in pain as she had imagined he would.

“When you’re not trying to be your mother, you’re a lovely girl, Daisy,” he said.

She stared down at her hands. He didn’t need to tell her everything she already knew. People hated her because of her mother. She couldn’t believe she’d tried to be like her simply to gain her favour.

“Hey, I meant that as a compliment.”

“I f**ked up over the last few years.”

“Yes, you have, but that is one good part of Cape Falls,” Peter said.

“What? Being able to f**k up?”

“No, they’ll never let you forget about it.”

She chuckled. He was absolutely right. No one in Cape Falls allowed you to forget about the mistakes you’d made. Laura, Amy, and Anna were evidence of that. They were three women who’d been ostracised from the community.

He pulled out of the grounds and began travelling toward town. “The Steer brothers are hoping to change that,” Peter said.

A sharp pain flashed through her chest. “I know. They’re changing the town one step at a time.”

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have brought it up.”

“Why not? They’re a big part of the town. I wonder if I should just leave Cape Falls. Leave it all behind and never look back.”

“Why?” he asked.

“No one wants me. No one would miss me. I could start over and never have to worry about anything again.”

“You’re wrong with one part of that statement.”

“Yeah, which part?” she asked.

“William would miss you. He likes you, Daisy. He wouldn’t have taken you in last night if he hadn’t.”

She shook her head, denying it. He’d agreed to be her teacher in the ways of submission, but he’d not been jumping up and down with joy.

“You’ll see,” Peter said.

Daisy lay back, closed her eyes, and allowed her body to simply relax. It was all too much to think about all at once. William had come out of nowhere, and most days he was all she could think about.

Once again she thought about what it would be like to have all that maleness wrapped around her. To be at his mercy and his command. Her pu**y heated, her arousal soaking through to the sweat pants she wore. She clenched her thighs together hoping Peter wouldn’t be able to scent her arousal.