She looked so peaceful. So fucking innocent.
And the beast within me couldn't wait to corrupt her even more than I already had.
I approached her slowly, kneeling next to the cage and reaching out to caress her cheek through the bars. She stirred in her sleep, an angelic smile on her lips as I stroked her silky skin.
"Devlin." The word was barely above a whisper as it slipped from her lips, and I grinned to myself, knowing I was even there in her dreams.
I pinched her pale cheeks between my fingertips, watching them redden as she slowly opened her eyes.
"D-Devlin?" she said again.
"Hello, princess," I grunted. "You seem to be very tired. Shall we continue this later today?"
She shook her head, suddenly wide awake as she grabbed the metal bars and pulled herself upright.
"Devlin," she whispered. "I don't want to wait. I'm ready. I want you to have me."
"Is that so?" I chuckled, petting her hair through the bars. "You've just decided that now?"
She stayed stubbornly quiet, but her eyes begged for more.
"It's my call when your cherry gets popped, princess," I growled. I was fucking eager as hell for it, but she didn't need to know that. Better to keep my toy in suspense. "I think you should apologize for doubting me first, don't you?"
The corners of her lips turned downward as she repeated, "Apologize? What for?"
"Because you fucking doubted me, princess," I ground out. "Because you were a bad little girl, and bad girls don't get cocks in their tight cunts until they admit they were wrong."
She gritted her teeth together, now openly glaring at me as she hissed, "Well, maybe you should do something to prove yourself, Devlin. And then I'll see about apologizing - when I've done nothing wrong, no less."
Just like that, the spell was broken, and she realized her mistake the second I pulled my hand away. She gripped the metal bars, staring up at me as I closed the door of her cage, locking it in place. She let out the smallest whimper, but I paid no mind to it.
"I think you need to learn some manners, princess," I growled. "I think you've been a very bad girl indeed. Do you know why I just left? Do you know what that call was about?"
I leaned down while she stayed stubbornly quiet.
"Someone wants to buy you off me," I told her sweetly. "Looks like I'm not the only one who craves that sweet cherry of yours, Violet. Now, you better start being a good girl before I agree. They offered a lot of money for you, princess. You'd better convince me you're worth more than the amount they want to pay."
"Devlin, I..." she started.
"You nothing," I roared. "You forget the rules. You disobey. You're a bad fucking girl, princess, and if you keep it up, I'm going to whip your ass into submission until you beg for mercy. See this?"
I showed her the silver key to her cage and she reached out for it. I dangled it in front of her helpless eyes, then placed it just out of reach on the floor.
"You'll have to work for your freedom after that little outburst," I told her plainly.
"Don't, D-Devlin, please!" she begged, all remorseful now. "I'll do anything. I'll let you fuck me, I'll-"
"Let me fuck you?" I repeated, laughing in her face. "No, Violet. You'll fucking beg me to do it. Beg me to pop that cherry of yours with my dick and let you taste it on the tip of it, too. Now until you learn that lesson, you can think about all the ways you can apologize. How does that sound?"
"Okay," she nodded eagerly. "Just let me out, let me apologize."
"Oh no," I grinned. "Why don't you think in here. Alone, so no one can disturb you."
I walked away from her, feeling her searing gaze on my back. I stopped with my hand on the door handle, throwing her one last look over my shoulder while she called out my name like a mantra.
"Oh, and, Violet?"
Her frightened eyes connected with mine, and I smirked at her.
"That's Master to you, princess."
To be continued…