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  "I was hoping you'd ask," he said with a smirk. "Pandora's Chest will be your reward for submitting to me. At times it may even be your punishment...but I have a feeling you'll enjoy that too."

  He held his hand out to her and helped her stand then took one of the bolsters and set it on the floor beside the bench.

  "When I come to your room I expect to find you kneeling here. You will be naked. If you are wearing anything or not in position, you will be punished. Understand?"

  Veronica nodded as she nervously bit her lip. She wasn't scared of Stavros, she was suddenly aware of how much responsibility she had. As she listened to his instructions she realized how upset she would be in herself if she disappointed him.

  Stavros removed the cushion from the bench and clicked a hidden button which released the panel the cushion rested on. The bench was indeed a chest. Veronica stepped closer as she tried to peek inside but all she saw were several metal rods, leather straps, and chains which looked like shortened versions of what held her in the cell just days before. She couldn't help but feel curious but she remembered she shouldn't speak.

  Stavros screwed two eyebolts across from each other on both ends of the chest. Next he removed two long metal bars that reminded her of ski poles, from the chest and placed them through the eyebolts at one end to a connector at the bottom where they locked into place. Then he connected two leather straps to small chains connected to the poles and two other straps to the chains dangling from eyebolts at the other end. Lastly, he placed the cushion back on top of the chest before turning to her.

  "Undress."

  She stood frozen for a moment. She suddenly felt self conscious of her body. It was something she dealt with her entire life but she knew she would have to fight through it to keep her end if the deal. She looked at Stavros who was waiting, his dark gaze glued to her which made her feel naked even though she was still fully dressed.

  He stepped closer to her, cupped her face with one hand and softly brushed her lips with his thumb. The sudden throbbing from between her legs ripped her from her reverie and reminded her of how badly she wanted him. She opened her mouth slightly as his thumb traced the shape of her lips and her breath caught in her throat.

  His fingers glided down her neck and along the soft fabric of the dress, following the material of the halter top to the knot behind her neck. A quick tug and the top came loose and slipped down around her waist, leaving her ample breasts exposed. She quickly undid the small belt of her dress and the sapphire dress softly billowed as it dropped to her feet, leaving her in her small silver satin panties.

  His touch, the way he looked at her, everything made her feel so sensuous and sexy, things she never felt before. His eyes never left here even though she was nearly naked before him. He spread his large hand, still at the back of her neck, and she felt his warmth radiate through her skin. He firmly pushed her a little closer to him and covered his mouth with his.

  Her arms reached up and locked around his neck. She felt the muscles in his chest through his shirt as she pressed her body against his. His tongue darted into her mouth, teasing her, and she smiled at his playfulness.

  Stepping back he broke away from her and a slight smile played on his lips. They were still standing close enough that she could feel his warm breath on her skin.

  "You are by far the most beautiful woman I have ever known...and the tastiest."

  He kissed her lips then gently bit the sensitive spot where her neck met her shoulder. She wondered how he knew all her weaknesses as she felt any reservations she might have had melt away.

  His hands slid over her soft skin, down along her sides then over her breasts, his fingers rubbed over her erect nipples and she gasped at how good it felt. He lowered his head and sucked her nipples, slowly moving his tongue around them at the same time. She ran her fingers through his silky dark hair and clutched it as her legs began to go weak.

  He grinned as he looked at her, picked her up and set her down on Pandora's chest between the two metal poles, the length of the bench behind her.

  "Don't forget you can use your safe word whenever you want to."

  She nodded and was curious about what was going to happen next. She didn't think she'd be using her safe word but she appreciated that he mentioned it. His arms cradled her head and back and she relaxed into them as he laid her back onto the plush cushion. Then she saw his expression change and become stern. She knew now he was her master and not just her instructor.

  He brushed the errant strands of her blonde hair away from her face then took both of her hands and lifted them up over her head. Taking the supple leather straps, he wrapped two around her wrists, and even though she couldn't see what he was doing, she felt him tighten a buckle around each strap, then heard the jingle of the chains the leather was attached to. Lastly she felt a cold, thin metal get placed around one of her wrists. She was curious what it was but knew she would see when he wanted her to and not before.

  His hair fell forward and brushed her cheek as he kissed her lips. He slid his hands down the sides of her body and over her hips, grabbing the thin fabric of her panties and pulling them down and then tossing them aside. He then slid his hands up her legs and pushed them so her knees bent towards her chest before he spread her legs and released them so the two bars were in between them, keeping them apart.

  He knelt down and she heard the metallic jingle of the chain attached to the pole. She waited, expecting to feel the same leather straps around her wrists, get placed around her ankles but nothing happened.

  Looking over at him she saw his expression had changed again. He wasn't stern anymore. His eyes were filled with emotion. He looked vulnerable.

  "Soul," he said.

  She couldn't believe it. He used her safe word. She moved to sit up but the chains around her wrists kept her in place on her back.

  "Did I do something wrong? I thought this was what you wanted."

  "It was what I wanted. Was. I understand now what my father had spent years trying to teach me." He unhooked the poles between her legs and slid them out of the eyebolts so she could close her legs, then started unbuckling the straps around her wrists. "It was easy to do this when I didn't really know the women I was with. I never had feelings for any of them so I was able to be the Dom and do what I wanted, what I needed. It's different with you."

  "Different with me? Then I must have done something wrong. I'll try harder this time. Just tell me what you want." As she sat up, Stavros grabbed a long fluffy robe from her closet and handed it to her.

  "You. You're the only thing I want. You didn't do anything wrong, you've been nothing but perfect."

  She didn't know what to think. She was confused and didn't know what to do. She looked down at her hands and suddenly noticed what the cold metal around her wrist was–a diamond bracelet. She begin trying to remove it.

  "I can't accept this. It's too much. You've already done too much for me."

  "No, it is yours. I've done nothing for you. You are my prisoner here. My sex slave. This should've been different. I made a mistake." He hung his head down as he spoke.

  She got up and put her arms around him and he clung to her, wrapping his arms tightly around her and burying his face in her hair. He slipped his arms around her and pressed her tight against him as he kissed her.

  Their lips hungrily moved together and she didn't even realize he had picked her up until she felt the coolness of the silk sheets on the bed against her body. Her fingers moved furiously as she unbuttoned his shirt and pushed the material open revealing his strong shoulders as his shirt came off.

  He cupped her face as they continued kissing, his fingers in her hair, while she ran her hands down his tanned chest and to his pants. She moved her hand over the large bulge in the front of his pants and smiled. She had been dreaming about being with him again but she knew this time was different. She knew this was more than just lust.

  Unbuttoning his pants, she pulled away from their kiss to catch
her breath. Her breathing was fast and shallow. She slipped her hand into his pants and wrapped her hand around his stiff cock.

  She began stroking it, sliding her hand up and down his shaft as he pushed his pants off. She felt the throbbing between her legs pulse faster and realized her heart was pounding in her chest just as quickly.

  He kissed her again and she sucked on his bottom lip as she spread her legs. He moved his large hand along her thigh and followed the curve of her hip to her ass which he squeezed roughly before moving his arm underneath her leg. Sliding his shoulder against her smooth skin, he pushed her calf up onto his shoulder. He kissed her leg gently at first then bit and sucked on her tender thigh.

  His mouth on her thigh sent a shock up her spine and she quietly gasped. He moved his hips forward and pressed the tip of his member against her wet entrance. She didn't think she could take it anymore. She needed to have him.

  She slid her hands down his back and over his ass, grabbing it hard as she moved her free leg around his waist and pushed him inside her.

  "Oh God!" She moaned as she threw her head back.

  She never had much sexual experience before but she never knew it could feel like that. He held himself up with the arm that supported her leg on his shoulder and wrapped his other arm underneath her.

  Each time he moved his hips, she felt a tingling pressure build more inside of her. She heard his breathing quicken like hers. She opened her eyes and met his dark gaze. He kissed her passionately again.

  A thin sheen of sweat covered their bodies. He lifted her head as they kissed and thrusted deeper inside of her. She felt her body begin to tremble and clutched tightly onto him.

  His hips moved faster, sliding his cock quicker in and out of her. She couldn't control herself. Her body seemed to have a mind of its own. Her trembling increased and her body met each of his movements. She felt an intensity within her unlike any she felt before.

  He shifted and lifted himself up, moving his body away from her as he slowed down his movements a little. His hand that was under her slid over her breasts roughly. Her breath caught as he pinched her erect nipples. Her body still trembled and she arched her back as his hand slid down her stomach.

  Suddenly she felt his thumb pressing her clit. He pressed it softly then began rubbing. It was too much for her. Her body began to writhe and as his fingers spread over her most sensitive area, she drew a deep breath and cried out.

  Her hips moved wildly but he didn't stop. He rubbed her clit in slow circles as his cock continued to dive into her. There was a soft slap of skin against skin as she bucked. She didn't think her orgasm would end.

  She moaned loudly as she felt the pleasure shoot up her spine. Her pussy grabbed onto him tightly over and over until he groaned and thrusted deeply inside of her as he came.

  He slowed his movements with his eyes never leaving her face. He finally let her leg drop and wrapped his arms around her and kissed her, his tongue exploring her mouth as she tried to catch her breath. He laid on the bed and pulled her close to him, her head on his chest and he kissed her forehead as they closed their eyes.

  "I love you," he mumbled as they fell asleep.

  ***

  Veronica awoke in her bed. She sat up confused and looked around at her things. She brushed her hand over her cotton sheets and then noticed she was wearing what she wore to her date.

  "This can't be right." She rubbed her eyes. "That couldn't have been a dream. Could it?"

  She shook her head which was foggy. She felt like she had drank way too much but that wasn't like her and she was sure she'd remember that. She was confused and didn't know what was going on.

  She stumbled out of bed and heard her computer ding with new email. She didn't know why but she felt compelled to check it. She wondered if her email would have answers.

  She sat at her desk and ran her fingers through her hair as the email opened. It was from Drew. Her breath caught. Maybe it wasn't a dream. She quickly read it:

  Veronica,

  I'm sorry. I had to return you to Portsmith. You have your life, your career, its not right for me to selfishly take you from that. I've been an adult for a long time, its about time I start acting like one.

  I'll never forget you.

  Stavros

  Her heart sank. She knew it couldn't have been a dream but now her life felt like a nightmare. Everything came rushing back to her as the cloud lifted from her mind.

  She hit reply. She had to tell him she would leave her life. She had to tell him she never felt more alive than when she was with him. She had to tell him she loved him too.

  The email wouldn't send. The address, the one he used as Drew to get to know her was gone. She felt tears sting her eyes as she realized she had no idea how to reach him. The thought that she would never see him again filled her head and she sobbed softly into her hands.

  She heard a knock on her apartment door and wondered who it could be. Probably the mailman or some nosy neighbor wondering if they could use her parking space. She wiped away her tears and took a deep breath as she opened the door.

  "You left this," Stavros said as he held up the diamond bracelet.

  She leapt into his arms. Her tears began again uncontrollably and he held her tight as she cried.

  "I know what I said. I know you have your life here but just a day without you is a day too much." He looked into her face and wiped her tears away. "I will give you anything you want. I will do whatever it takes to make you happy. Just come with me. Be with me. Be my love."

  "My life is with you. I only want you. I never got to say it before but I love you."

  "Then it's settled," he said with his thick accent. "I'll arrange for your things to be sent to my island." He smiled at her and softly stroked her cheek as he lowered his voice. "You were always the one for me, my angel, my love, my soulmate."

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  Liliana Rhodes writes erotica and erotic romance with fun, engaging characters. Blessed with an over active imagination, she is always writing and plotting her next stories. She enjoys movies, reading, and listening to music. Liliana lives on the east coast with her husband, son, two dogs who are treated better than some people, and two parrots who plan to take over the world.

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  A Captive's Submission

  Copyright © 2012 by Liliana Rhodes

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  This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the writer's imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual events, locales or organizations is entirely coincidental.

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