The Trap Closes

Elena’s POV

A heavy knock sounded on my door early that evening and my heart jumped. I opened it to find Damien with a serious expression. Behind him stood one of the masked Board members from the dinner. The older man with the smooth voice. My stomach twisted as I stepped back to let them in. Something felt very wrong tonight.

“Elena, the Board has sent a clear message,” Damien said in a low firm tone. “Your mother’s next treatment payment will be delayed unless you fully submit to tonight’s ritual. They want to see your complete obedience in the chamber.”

I looked between them with wide eyes. “They are threatening her health again? Daddy, please tell me this is not real. I have done everything they asked so far.” My voice shook but I tried to stay strong. The older man watched me closely without speaking yet.

The masked man finally spoke. “It is very real, girl. The Velvet Board does not make empty threats. Submit fully tonight with Damien and me and the payment goes through tomorrow. Refuse and her care stops immediately.” His words hung heavy in the air. I felt trapped with no good choice.

Damien touched my shoulder gently. “This is the next step, little artist. I will be with you the whole time. Trust me and give them what they want.” His eyes held a warning but also some protection. I nodded slowly even though fear filled my chest.

“Yes, I will submit,” I whispered. “For my mother. Let us go to the chamber now.” We walked down the familiar stairs together. Candles lit the room again and created that ritual feeling. The ceremonial chair waited in the center. Only a few members observed from the shadows but their presence made everything more intense.

The older man removed his mask partially to show a handsome but stern face. “Strip for us, Elena. Show your willingness.” I took off my dress with trembling hands and stood naked before them. Candlelight warmed my skin while their eyes moved over me.

Damien pulled me to the chair first. “Sit on my lap facing forward,” he ordered. “Let him watch how you take me.” I climbed onto him and sank down onto his thick cock with a soft moan. “It feels deep already, Daddy,” I said while rocking slowly. The older man stood close and observed every movement.

“You look lovely like this,” the man commented. “So responsive. Damien, share her properly now.” Damien thrust up into me steadily while the other man touched my breasts lightly. His hands felt different, more exploring than commanding. I used the moment to listen carefully to their words.

“Tell me why the Board needs this control,” I asked breathlessly between thrusts. “What do you gain from breaking girls like me?” Damien gripped my hips harder but did not stop me from talking. The older man smiled slightly.

“We gain loyalty and influence,” he replied while pinching my nipple. “Talented pets like you bring fresh power into our circle. Now open your mouth for me.” I turned my head and took his cock between my lips while Damien continued fucking me from below. The threesome felt overwhelming but I focused on gathering information.

The taste of him filled my mouth as I sucked carefully. Damien thrust deeper and made me moan around the other cock. “Good girl, take us both,” Damien growled. “This is true submission.” Pleasure mixed with the fear for my mother. Their bodies used me in rhythm, one in my pussy and one in my mouth. The ritual atmosphere made it feel formal and dangerous at the same time.

I pulled back for air and gasped. “Is Victoria part of pushing me to this point?” I asked quickly. “She tried to turn me against Damien.” The older man thrust back into my mouth gently but firmly. Damien answered for him while pounding harder.

“Victoria plays her own games but the Board controls everything,” Damien said roughly. “Focus on pleasing us now, Elena. Your mother depends on it.” I moaned louder and worked them both with more effort. The older man groaned with pleasure while Damien’s cock stretched me perfectly.

They switched positions after some time. The older man sat on the chair and pulled me onto him. His cock felt slightly different, thicker at the base. Damien stood in front and fed me his length. “Suck me clean while he fucks you,” Damien commanded. I obeyed and used the chance to listen more.

Between movements I whispered questions. “How many pets have you broken before?” The older man thrust up steadily and answered. “Enough to maintain our power. You are special because of your talent and family ties. Submit fully and you may rise higher than most.”

Pleasure built fast inside me from their coordinated use. Damien gripped my hair gently while the other man rubbed my clit. “I am close, Daddy,” I moaned around his cock. “Please let me cum for the Board.” They sped up together and the sensations overwhelmed me completely.

“Cum now, good girl,” Damien ordered. My orgasm crashed through me hard. I shook and cried out around him while the older man filled my pussy with his release. Damien followed soon after and covered my tongue with his hot cum. I swallowed everything they gave me as proof of full submission.

Afterward they helped me clean up and wrapped a soft robe around my shoulders. Damien kissed my forehead with unexpected care. “You did perfectly tonight, Elena. The payment will go through.”

The older man nodded in agreement. “The Board is pleased. Rest now and prepare for deeper involvement.” They left me alone in the chamber for a moment to collect myself. My body felt sore but my mind stayed sharp. I quickly checked my phone that I had hidden in the robe pocket.

A new message waited with the confirmation of my mother’s payment. But below it was another file. I opened it and froze. It contained detailed plans for my complete breaking over the next weeks. Dates, specific rituals, and even notes about using Damien against me if I resisted. My own future looked terrifying on the screen.

Suddenly footsteps approached. But one line stayed burned in my memory. “If the artist grows too attached to Voss, separate them permanently.” Damien walked back in with a concerned look. “Are you okay, little one?”

I forced a smile and nodded. “Yes, Daddy. Just tired from the ritual.” But inside terror filled me. The Board planned to tear us apart soon and they had the power to do it. How could I warn Damien without getting caught?