Fae Dominance (10 page)

Further along the same wall was an assortment of ropes with varying lengths and textures. My balls tightened as I stared at the ropes and a frown marred my face. I had never been into bondage but the thought of it now excited me more than I thought it would.

Whether it was the thought of tying or being tied, I didn’t know. It confused me and I didn't like it. I was the Alpha, surely I would not like to be tied up and forced to submit.

I glared at the ropes before Robin’s touch on my cheek startled me from those dark thoughts.

“You will like them,” he whispered.

“Are you reading my thoughts? You said you didn’t do that,” I growled.

“I don’t need to, Kale. Those thoughts are plain as day on your face. Let me explain why you would like the ropes.” He ran a finger down my neck as his breath whispered against my throat when he moved behind me. “The ropes allow you to surrender, my wolf. Tied and bound you do not have to fight your own nature.”

Robin’s hand slid down to my waist and he pulled me closer to him. The normal coolness I felt off him was gone. Heat blasted against my back and he proudly rubbed his erection against me.

“Once you are bound, Kale, you can let go. You know that deep down.” He rubbed his cheek against my shoulder before continuing, “Just think of it, tied there unable to escape or to stop me.” He nodded toward the back wall where chains were attached to the walls. Midnight padding lined the wall, but I knew it was hard stone beneath. At the end of the chains the cuffs were lined with leather and several heavy Velcro straps lay open waiting to close and hold their prey.

I raised a brow, “Iron?”

Robin shook his head in a negative response. “Even with the padding it would not be safe. And in all honesty, I am not into sadism. It is titanium. The metal is strong, durable, and a good conductor for our magic.”

That made sense. The Fae were allergic to iron just as most shifters were to silver. My gaze took in the rest of the room while my faery continued his exploration of my abs. Besides the wall of chains, there were several other pieces of furniture in this massive room. Some of the things that I recognized were a St. Andrews cross, bondage chair, stocks, swings, and benches. The rest while I had an idea I wasn’t too sure of.

“What the hell is that one?” I pointed at what looked like a stock with a bench behind it.

Robin chuckled. “It is stocks of sorts... think of it as a cockade.”

Realization dawn on me and I laughed, “Robin, my cock is not going in there.” I turned and nipped playfully at him.

“Never say never, puppy.” He kissed my chin before going back to his explorations. His hands were now running down my thighs and I had begun to get uncomfortable. Not necessarily in a bad way either.

I stepped away from him and finished my tour. There was the requisite bed. A recess dipped into the wall beside it and four life size dolls stood there. The dolls were androgynous. Basically, they were blank as if they were unfinished.

I walked closer and poked at one of them. The give of their flesh had me jumping back. It was like touching a living breathing person. “What the hell,” I exclaimed. Now that was just fucked up.

Robin failed at hiding his amusement as he walked over to me. “I see you have found the shining glory of our toys,” he grinned.

The disgusted look on my face had him explaining before I could say anything though.

“These are dolls, Kale. Think of them as animate blow up dolls,” he winked. He reached out, grabbed a doll and pulled it forward. The fucking thing walked! It paused in front of us and tilted its head. Its blank eyes stared blindly at us. It took all I had to suppress the shudder that I wanted to let ripple visibly through my body.

Robin just shook his head. “Open mind, Kale. Open mind.” My mind was open but hell, that thing was creepy. “Watch,” Robin said. He touched the dolls face and closed his eyes in concentration. A shimmer rose up much like shifters did. Between one blink and the next Dia stood before us in all her naked glory.

I lunged, wrapping her in my arms and curving my body around hers. “Dia,” I whispered. Those golden eyes blinked up at me and she smiled sweetly. The sound of her voice wrapped around my cock when she lowered her eyes and murmured submissively. “My Alpha.”

What the hell? Dia did not do submissive very well. I leaned in and sniffed her. The scent was off; this was not our mate. Damned faeries and their magic. I turned to Robin and glared at him. He just shook his head and grinned like an idiot.

“Magical blow up doll,” he repeated slowly.

I blinked at him blankly for a minute before it sunk in. With a mixture of wonder and horror, I looked back down at Dia. “This is the doll,” I asked.

“Yes, and just think of all the fun you can have. All those things that our Dianthe is not ready for but you have been craving? Well now, you can have them. She looks like our girl, talks like her, and even reacts like her to a point,” Robin paused to look at her, “in essence she is the memory of Dianthe. The magic works by taking our image of her and transferring it to the doll. Once we are done, the doll reverts back to its at rest position and all memory of its previous form is erased. No one else can use this image.”

I was not too sure of the idea. Even though they looked like my Dia, they were not. I loved the idea of having two of her. Hell, who wouldn’t want that? I glanced back at the alcove thinking about the other three that were there waiting.

Robin peaked my interest with his next words. “A pact, wolf. What we do here stays with us, unless we both choose to share the information. Just remember these are not real. They are sex toys. Would you think it odd to use a vibrator or dildo on our Dianthe?” A glint lit behind his wicked gaze and he went in for the kill. "Imagine, if you had a dildo made to your proportions and our Dianthe was held legs spread as you slowly sunk the false phallus into her weeping cunny at the same time you filled her ass," he purred.

“Oh hell yeah,” I groaned.

“Excellent,” Robin brought out the next doll and a moment later, we had another Dia. “Shall we play with our Dia dolls, puppy?"

“I'm not convinced but I will give it a try. It’s a sex toy, and I can get behind that. As long as if I'm not happy with these,” I waved at the waiting doll, "they are gone, no questions asked."

"Of course," my Puck admonished. "I would never want you to do something you are against. I only want you to open yourself to new experiences.”

"Okay," I laughed warily. I'm willing to do that. Where shall we begin?”

I'm sure when I look back at this moment, it will hit me that it probably wasn’t the best thing to say to the Puck. The faery had a wicked imagination.

“Girls,” Robin commanded. “It’s time to teach our wolf a few new tricks.” He turned both Dia dolls in my direction and shoved gently. Their matching submissive expressions morphed into devious wicked smiles and I swallowed hard.

“What are you planning, Puck?” I never thought I would be nervous about having two sexy females coming at me naked but damn it, I was.

“Relax, Kale, and enjoy. What male would not take the chance to be seduced by two perfect examples of femininity?” He laughed as I backed away from the Dia dolls. I nervously licked my lips and looked them up and down. My cock hardened more as I did so.

“Oh fuck me,” I whispered. The Dia on my left licked her top lip and purred, “Oh we plan on it, Lord Kale.”

My eyes rose to Robin's and I felt panic rising in me. “I’m not too sure about this, Puck. I mean, I know they are sex dolls and, fuck me, but they look just like Dia. But,” I trailed off as the Dia on the right thrust up against me, pushing me back another step.

Robin threw back his head and laughed. He walked over to a throne like leather chair and sat down. His legs spread wide as he eased back making himself comfortable. “Remember your promise, Kale,” he said smoothly. “Your word was that you would try. If it becomes too much we will stop. However, nerves are not a good enough reason.” His lips tilted mockingly. “Don’t tell me the great Alpha wolf is afraid of two tiny females?”

A low growl began deep in my throat but before it escaped, the Dia dolls gently pushed me back and downward. I sat down hard on the bondage chair to where the two girls had easily maneuvered me. They moved like lightning and before I had my wits about me, the dolls had me cuffed in at wrist and ankle. I began to panic.

“What the fuck,” I yelled as I struggled against my bonds. Suddenly, Robin was in front of me running his fingers over my face before cupping my cheek.

“Shhhh, Kale. It is all right, my wolf. If at any time it is too much for you, I will release you. You are not trapped,” he whispered. “This is but a game. Will you try, puppy?” The way he said puppy, so softly, filled with emotion, that it calmed me. My wolf settled and my muscles began to relax.

I dipped my head and closed my eyes letting the rest of my tension flow out of me. “That’s better,” Robin said gently. I felt the pressure of his lips on mine while both of his hands cupped my face. He pulled my bottom lip into his mouth and gently bit it.

A hum began to vibrate through me and my reason clouded. His power rose around us and somewhere in the back of my mind I understood he was using his Fae magic to strip us down.

The girls worked quickly securing the rest of the straps all the while Robin continued to make love to my mouth. It was gentle and soft. Our kiss held no hard edges and it surprised me. I had expected any kiss with the Puck to be harsh and angry. I attempted to lean into Robin’s mouth but a collar at my throat halted me. That brought me crashing back into reality.

My eyes opened wide and I looked to Robin for an explanation.

Robin’s gaze hooded seductively as he stood back to look at me. His erection stood out proudly from his body and his hand went down to stroke the long length of it.

“You look exquisite, my wolf, so very masculine yet at my mercy. I want you to see what I see,” he turned from me to look around us. A stand-alone mirror stood at the other end of the room and he pulled it to us with a thought.

The full-length mirror was set in front of me but Robin blocked the image with his own body, forcing me look at him. “I want you to see yourself as I do, Kale. You are strong and brave. You hold your honor and loyalty above all else. You need to understand that here, in the privacy of our bedroom,” he looked around us. “Well temporary bedroom,” he smirked before carrying on. “That you do not have to shoulder it all. For this one time, I want you to let it all go. You are not just the Alpha. Here in this place and time you are Kale, no more and no less. You are my mate and I want to love you as my mate. Do you understand?”

Something came over me in that moment. An acknowledgment of sorts. How good would it feel to just let go and let someone else be in charge? Just for a moment in time. Once the thought was in my mind a sense of completeness settled in. This felt right. The straps no longer felt confining but comforting.

I let out a deep sigh and all the pent up angst I did not even realize was there seeped out. Robin took that as a signal and stepped out of the way, and then I saw myself.

Chapter Nine

The chair was padded leather. The top held a t-formation that pulled my arms out to the sides. Velcro cuffs bound me at wrist, elbow, and bicep. A padded collar wrapped around my throat and kept me immobile. Straps crisscrossed across my chest and waist and my legs were spread wide and strapped to the inverted Y of the chairs base. Thigh, knee, calf, and ankle were all strapped tight to the frame.

The only part of me that was free was my cock. It stood straight up, straining as if it was trying to reach the ceiling. My balls hung heavy in the mirror’s reflection and if I looked hard enough, I could see the vein running the length of my dick, pulsing with every beat of my heart.

If possible, the image made me harder. My gaze shifted from the mirror back to Robin, before it dropped down to his straining hard-on.

I still wasn’t sure about any of this, but I couldn’t deny how turned on I was. When the Dia dolls made a move toward me, my focus shifted.

“Gods, Robin. I’m not sure if I like this or not. What the hell do I do? Dia, the dolls…what the hell do we call them by the way,” I asked him. Calling them both Dia just sounded wrong and the Dia dolls were a mouth full.

Robin tapped his bottom lip with a finger before replying, “Shall we call them DDs then? Short for Dia dolls. As to what should you do, why just relax and enjoy. I will watch for a moment I think.”

He picked up the throne as if it was a plastic lawn chair and sat it in front of me. Throwing a leg over one arm, he settled in.

“You can do it, Kale, relax and let go for once. I promise, if you can do that you will like it.”

I took a deep breath and did what he asked. I let it all go.

My eyes closed and the tension just fell away. I could feel it seeping out of me. The pent up anger, remorse, and negativity I had been carrying for so long just began to poor out of me.

My muscles relaxed and for the first time in my entire life, I felt free. Here I was tied to a fucking chair and unable to move anything and I was freer than I had ever been in my entire life.

My eyes opened and I met Robin's. “Thank you,” I whispered.

He smiled, it was small and only a hint of one but it was a true expression of happiness. “We have only begun, Kale. Hold your thanks until you have experienced true freedom. That perfect Alpha façade you portray is just a mask. I am going to find the truth of you, my wolf. Besides, have you forgotten, never give thanks to a Fae. Unlike with Dia, I will hold you to it.”

Fuck me, it had not even entered into my mind that I indebted myself to him with my thanks. At this moment, I could care less though. I kept my gaze on Robin while the DDs approached and began to touch my body.

They licked, nibbled and bit me from my toes to my head. Nipping at me in seemingly random places following the pain with sweet kisses.

Even when one of the girls swallowed my cock whole, causing me to gasp with the sensation my eyes still stayed glued to his. Their touch did nothing for me, but the look in my Fae's eyes…. Damn, that had me hard as steel.