106. Under attack

Antonio

I looked down at my little captive. The woman I bought from an auction for my revenge and then realised that I also wanted her to serve the purpose for which she was placed on that stage to be auctioned. To be under my command and to sate my lust that she provoked with every insult she hurtled at me.

With each day that passed she revealed to me an aspect of her that intrigued and made me want to bare every inch of her, inside and out, so I could dominate her however I liked. To bring her down on her knees not because I wanted but also because she desired it. I have several women kneeling before me but it was different when it’s a woman like her. Erica Cavanagh had demons that had forged rock hard walls around her, made her into a woman who refused to bow down and I admired that about her. And I wanted to be the man she’d bow down for. Only me.

She told me she hated me and I believed her. But she also behaved like a woman cheated, heartbroken and furious when she saw the red li