Taming Emma(6)

Well, it hurt all right. As gentle as Lisa tried to be, waxing away every hair on her most delicate region hurt more than a little. It took all of fifteen minutes before they returned, slipping quietly inside. Emma’s pussy burned from the rough treatment and she didn’t miss Luke’s nod when he looked at the reddened flesh.

“Come here,” he said to her and everyone turned to watch. It was as if he were making a show of it on purpose.

She took one tentative step toward him before he gave his next command. “No.”

She stopped.

“Crawl,” he said. When she simply stood staring, he added, “That means get on your hands on and knees and make your way to my side. Now.”

Fuck him! She set her jaw, her gaze a challenge to his. He took one step before Lisa’s hand touched her wrist and pulled, desperately giving the signal to drop to her knees. For once in her life, Emma did what she was told, even though every fiber of her being battled on her way down. How dare he shame her like this? Everyone in the room watched as she knelt, then crawled to Luke’s side. He didn’t smile when she reached him. When she dropped her gaze, his fingers closed in her hair and forced her to look up at him. “You’ll be happy to know that while you were gone, your contract was arranged. I now own it. Do you know what that makes me?”

Tears stung the corners of her eyes as she tried to shake her head no. Her whole body shook; this was not how it was supposed to go.

“I can’t hear you,” he said.

“No. I don’t understand,” she said, her hand closing around his wrist while she rose a little to relieve the pressure of his hand in her hair.

“You belong to me, Emma. I am your master for the weekend, I command you. Now do you understand?”

She nodded.

His grip tightened painfully. “If I wanted you to nod your head, I’d do it for you.”

Why was he being so mean? “Yes, Sir. I’m sorry, Sir,” she said.

“She will be,” someone chuckled.

“Shame we won’t have a taste of that fine pussy tonight though.”

Luke looked pissed at that comment. “Gentlemen, continue with the evening. I have what I came for and will take my leave.” Turning to Lisa, he said, “Get me her clothes and find her a wrap.”

“Yes, Sir,” Lisa scrambled ahead of them.

“Luke, she’s new,” Damien’s voice came from across the room and Emma wondered where his sudden concern for her was coming from.

“Just like I like them,” Luke said.

Damien nodded and looked away. In the vestibule, Luke draped a warm wrap over her shoulders, took her clothes from Lisa and led her out the door.





Chapter Three





Once the door closed behind them, Luke turned to her. “Not a word until we’re in the car,” he warned, unlocking a sleek black Jaguar. “Get in.” He held the passenger side door open. She settled herself inside and waited. Once he was in, he turned to her. “Are you all right?” he asked.

She nodded, suddenly needing to cry.

“Good, because I’m about to kill you.”

She wanted to force her tears to stay put, not to spill down her cheeks, but they didn’t obey. Of course they didn’t.

“Christ, Emma,” he said, turning away. His anger was barely harnessed. He reached over to strap her in as she wept. “What the fuck did you think you were doing?” he asked, as soon as they pulled out of the parking lot.

“I’m not a little girl anymore, Luke. I’m a grown woman and I can do what I want.”

“And you thought whoring yourself out to these men was a good way to prove just how grown up you are?”

Fresh tears assaulted her at his use of that word. “It wasn’t like that,” she said. But it was, wasn’t it? No matter her reasons for accepting Damien’s money, she took it in exchange for the use of her body and that made her a whore.

He looked her over before turning back to the road. “Besides, I saw tonight just how grown up you are. Along with everybody else, by the way.”

She folded her arms across her chest. “It’s not like I knew you’d be there.”

“Obviously,” he said.

“Besides, did you consider maybe I wanted to do it?” she threw back.

He just gave her a look.

“And I could ask you the same thing. What the fuck were you doing there? Buying a slut to have your way with?”

“Watch your mouth, little girl.”

“Or what? Are you going to spank me? Isn’t that what you do?”

He wasn’t amused. “Is that what Damien did? Really, Damien, Emma?” He shook his head as he said it, making a face of disapproval.