Filed to story: The LORDS Series Free PDF by Shantel Tessier
I try to adjust my already aching body, but nothing even budges an inch.
“She must understand obedience.” His free hand comes around and grabs my neck, his fingers digging into the skin while taking my air away.
My body jerks, trying to fight it on its own, making the chains rattle and the bed shake.
“And she must understand that her body is no longer hers.” He kisses my cheek and releases my throat. My face falls to rest on my arms again, and I take in a deep breath through my nose.
His hands touch my inner thighs, and I jump. “Every touch, every kiss, every ounce of pleasure your body receives will come from me.” He softly runs them upward, and his thumb pushes into my still sore pussy.
I moan, pushing against it, my body humming. Heart hammering, I can feel my pulse racing.
“You will not even touch yourself.” Pulling his thumb out, he then replaces it with two fingers, pushing them all the way in to his knuckles, and it hurts so good. I whimper and tears begin stinging my eyes. “If you disobey, you will be punished, little one.”
I try to twist my hips as his fingers move in and out slowly. I know he’s taunting me, making me wet and needy. Removing them, I hear him drop to his knees. And then his warm, wet tongue runs along my throbbing pussy.
I moan when he licks it. His hands come up to my ass, and he grips my cheeks, pulling them apart. I tense as his tongue continues to slowly move higher. I start trying to tell him to stop, but it’s just mumbled nonsense while I yank on my restraints as hard as I can to no avail.
His fingers dig further into my cheeks when his tongue slides over my puckered ass. Then just as quickly, it’s gone. He lightly kisses it with his lips before letting go of my ass cheeks. But I don’t relax. I’m more tense than before.
No, no, no, I shake my head. Matt and I never did anything back there. He never tried, but I wouldn’t have let him anyway.
Ryat chuckles at my unease. “There is no need to fight it, Blake.” Slapping my cheek playfully, he adds, “I’m going to own that too.”
RYAT
I ENTER THE cathedral, checking my watch. They maybe have an hour left.
Taking a back pew, I slide in and sit down, fanning my arms along the back of it. A rule of the Lords is that you watch your brothers accept their chosen ones. Otherwise, there wouldn’t be a need to be present. You can’t show ownership to an empty room. Plus, it makes all the younger members hungry. Reminds them why they have to abstain from getting their dick wet for three years.
I look up at the loft and see one of my brothers in the water. He’s got a black hood over his chosen one’s head while he fucks her from behind. She’s completely naked, her fake tits pressed against the glass side of the square tub, and her hands are also cuffed behind her back.
Makes me think of Blakely. I left her tied and gagged to my bed to return here.
He comes and yanks her out of the pool. With them out, I can see just how low the water level is now. It’s not even waist-deep. Fucking in a bowl will do that. The water has to go somewhere.
“Where’s your girl?” Gunner asks, coming to sit in the pew in front of me. He turns in his seat to look at me.
“Not here,” I state. It’s none of his goddamn business where she’s at. I made sure to lock my bedroom door so no one can get to her. And I gagged her for that exact reason. I don’t want someone hearing her in there. The Lords may be here, but there is still staff there. Now that the seniors can actually use their dicks, it’ll be nothing but fucking orgies. They’ll pass their chosen ones from room to room while having other women join them. “Where’s yours?” I counter. He picked her best friend, Sarah.
“She’s passed out in my trunk.” He smiles.
“How many more are there?” I ask, looking around the room. All the freshman, sophomores, and juniors are still seated in their masks and cloaks.
“Two,” he answers, looking down at his watch.
Just then, I hear a woman say, “I vow.” As she stands in the water.
“You vow,” Prickett announces. “We vow,” they say in unison, and then he shoves her underwater, where he places his foot on her back, holding her face down to the bottom.
I look back at Gunner, and he’s checking his watch again. “Have somewhere to be?”
“Sarah will be up in about thirty,” he answers.
Ahh, I nod. He’s drugged her, and it’ll be wearing off soon.
I hear the girl gasping as Prickett brings her up from the water, and immediately, he pulls her out and goes to town on her ass. I’ve seen enough Lords take their chosen ones over the last three years that I could go without seeing them anymore. I couldn’t care less who and how they fuck.
Now that I’ve picked mine, I could do without everything else. I want to live in my bedroom with her. Fuck that, I want to move out of the house of Lords and go somewhere remote with her. Just us, no one around for miles. Then I wouldn’t have to gag her, and I could listen to her scream my name for hours.
Prickett and his girl finish up, and he pulls her out of the water while she sobs. We make these women think they have a choice to be chosen. But not all are. We are given a list of names that must be chosen before senior year even starts. Manipulation isn’t hard. If you have someone repeatedly tell you how great something is, you eventually want a taste.
One more.
Pulling out my cell, I pull up the live feed on my app. Blake is still in the same spot I left her. Just like I thought she’d be, but it still doesn’t hurt to look. I have ten cameras set up in my room, so I can see her from any angle. Plus, two in my bathroom. The house is littered with them. Every Lord has the same app and chance to watch his chosen one. She’s not struggling. I wouldn’t be surprised if she passed out. It’s been a long day, and I’m about to make it a very long night for her.
“I vow.”
Closing out the app, I drop the phone to my lap and look up at the loft. Matt stands in the water with Ashley. “You vow,” he growls.
I smile. Sorry fucking bastard.
“We vow,” they say, and he grips the back of her neck, shoving her into the water facedown. She struggles, the water splashing around. He’s got her hands zip-tied behind her back, and her ankles are also tied together. There is no rule on how you restrain your chosen one. As long as it’s done. Being held underwater will have anyone fighting, so the restraints help keep them from clawing our faces off. Plus, it’s just another way for us to dominate them. She’s naked, and he’s already put a collar on her.
I sit up straighter when he continues to hold her underwater. He’s baring his teeth like he’s mad at her. As if it’s her fault he fucked up and lost his toy.
She slows down, her body going slack altogether. What the fuck …? I jump to my feet. “Matt!” I shout in warning.
Everyone in the cathedral turns to look at me. I can’t see their faces because of their masks, but I’m sure their eyes are wide. A Lord never tells another member how to treat his chosen one. Matt gives me a go to hell look and then yanks her up from the water by her hair. Her head hangs back, and she’s completely still for a second before she spits water from her mouth. Sucking in a breath, she proceeds to cough.
Being a Lord isn’t about harming our chosen ones. They are a reward. If you break it or kill it, you don’t get to replace it with another one. He knows this.
Not going to say it’s never happened because it has. More than once since I’ve joined. These women go down as missing persons and are never looked for. When the public isn’t even aware your organization exists, no one suspects you committed the crime.
I turn and walk out of the cathedral, going back to play with Blakely. My cell rings when I fall into my car. “Hello?” I answer, letting the Bluetooth pick it up while I take off down the gravel road.
“Who did you end up with?” my father asks in greeting. He is a Lord. Most members got here because of their bloodline. My son or sons will one day be a Lord and so on. It is something that was not a choice but required of me. But I was more than ready and willing to accept.
“Blakely,” I answer, pulling out onto the road.
“Good job, son,” he says with a heavy breath.
“Did you ever doubt me?” I ask jokingly.
He chuckles. “No. Just make sure you do what needs to be done.”
“Always.”
“I’ll see you this weekend.” He hangs up, satisfied with our chat, and “Everybody Gets High” by MISSIO immediately fills my car.
Matt will not get anywhere near her. Not until I physically hand her over after graduation. And there won’t be anything left of her for him to take.
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UNLOCKING MY BEDROOM door, I walk inside and find her still naked, bent over my footboard tied, gagged, and eyes closed.
Deciding to let her have a few more minutes of sleep, I walk into the bathroom and undress out of my still wet clothes. I need a shower. Stepping inside, I close the door behind me and stare down at my hard cock. I squeeze some soap onto my hand and reach down. Wrapping my hand around the base, I stroke it, my hand tightening so painfully on it that it takes my breath away.