Bella and Her Six Beasts

This Is Your Life Now

Damien

I start to speak, and I tell her this is what her life is from now on. Your father sold you like a piece of property, and now he is debt-free of me. Unless he incurs another debt from me, in which case he will die. But for you, my Bella, you are now mine and my brothers. No, we are not related by blood, but a bond no man or woman can ever break.

We share one woman between the six of us, and it is not always all of us; sometimes, it will be only one or two at a time. But all of us at once does happen and will happen quite frequently. And because I own you, I'll be the first one for everything. And only I can dole out your punishments. 

{Bella} Why me, though? You could have as many women as you want and those who want what you do.

{Damien} I saw you in my casino looking for your dad, and I was captivated. Only I did not know who you were until we went to collect our p*****t from your dad.

{Bella} I do not want this, and you keep telling me that I have no choice. It's so unfair; I haven't borrowed anything.

{Damien} Would you rather; I kill your father and set you free?

{Bella} God, no, I would never want my father murdered regardless of what he did.

{Damien} That is your only choices if you want me to give you a choice.

{Bella} I am tired, can I go to my room now?

{Damien} No, you will sleep in my bed from now on.

I watch as she rolls over and pretends to go to sleep. My c**k is hard as steel thinking about what I'm going to do with her tomorrow. I still have so much to teach her and so many ways to make her feel pleasure and pain if she's a good girl. Just pain if she is not. 

I still do not know why I want her in my bed, for I never wanted a woman to sleep in my bed. I was always the one who took them to a neutral bed, banged them, fired them.

Elizabeth POV

I absolutely do not understand why he insists on keeping me a prisoner and not just any prisoner a s*x prisoner! I was a full-fledged virgin only twenty-four hours ago, and in another twenty-four hours, I will be taken, in every manner outlined by Damien. I have to try to find a way out. Surely they can not keep eyes on me twenty-four seven. 

The next morning I wake up, and I am alone. I get into the shower and do my morning routine as fast as I can. I do not want to give Damien a show if I can help it. I go to the door and try to leave, and the door is locked. But I had to try, now I try the windows but being so high up, of course, they do not open.

I pick up the phone, and an operator comes on and asks which extension I want, and I ask for an outside line. She places me on hold, and then a male voice comes on the line and says, how can I help you? Without thinking, I quickly say I am being held hostage in a hotel, and please send assistance. 

The voice calmly tells me that he will be right up. I thank him and hang up. I go to the door and wait for my rescue when it dawns on me that he never gave me his name. Oh s**t!

Damien 

When I got the call transfer, I wondered what she would do, so I acted like I was there to help. When she stated she was a hostage, my temper flared up instantly. I need to go, remind her she is a property, not a hostage.

I step off the elevator and unlock the door to see her waiting for someone to arrive to save her. What she got was a very angry me. I smile and tell her she is being naughty and needs disciplined.

{Damien} Strip off all your clothes and go to my room right now. Kneel down and place your ass on your heels and palms upwards and your arms on your thighs. Head up with your eyes cast down; you have three minutes before I double your punishment.

{Bella} Please do not do this! I need to leave, and I have a life.

{Damien} You are wasting time and getting closer to a worse punishment.

{Bella} Fine, you monster!

Damien

She goes into my room and does as I told her, and I see her shaking, and that brings out the sadist in me. I stand there and stare at her for a few minutes and watch as she struggles to maintain her form. I walk over to her and touch her hair gently and tell her that today could have gone much smoother, but she had to f**k up.

I tell her to stand up and walk over to the end of the bed. And to stand at the foot of the bed with her arms up over her head. And to place her hands on the bar at the top rail of the bed.

I approach her as soon as she conforms to her orders, and I place the wrist restraints on both wrists. I then walk over to the closet. And grab my spreader bar and place each ankle in the cuffs. I step back and view her lovely body shaking with fear as she has no idea what is coming.

I walk back to the closet and grab my Bull Flogger and my Elephant Braid Flogger. Both have high-intensity sting but will not break her skin. I put the Elephant Braid Flogger right in front of her and carry the Bull Flogger with me behind her.

I never say a word. I am allowing Bella's mind to make things worse than they are for the moment. At the last moment, I decide to gag her to keep her screams down even though my penthouse is soundproof.

I begin swinging the Bull Flogger, and her screams are still loud enough for me to enjoy, and I watch as she tries to catch her breath in between blows. I spread all thirty over her back, ass, thighs, and stomach. 

I allow her to rest for two minutes before I pick up the Elephant Braid Flogger and make a test whip through the air, and the sound of the flogger has her attention quickly. I want to make this a brutal point, not attempt to escape again, I remove her ballgag, and so as I place each lash, I ask:

{Damien} Who owns you?

{Bella} You do!

{Damien} Who is your Master?

{Bella} You are my Master!

{Damien} Will you try to escape again?

{Bella} No, Master!

{Damien} Who does this body belong too?

{Bella} You MASTER!

{Damien} Are we going to have to revisit this again?

{Bella} No, Master.

Her tears running down her face and the slubber running down her chin have me so hard I could almost c*m in my pants. That's not how I wanted to portray my sadistic side; I meant to integrate it with this side of me when she was less naive.

I unhook her from the spreader bar and rub each ankle. Then I move to her right wrist and do the same. When I unfasten her left wrists, she sags, and I catch her. I then carried her to the sofa and wrapped her in a blanket so she could recover. I talked to her softly and explained that she was going to be okay.

When she was ready, I carried her to the bath and sat her on the sink while I filled the tub with hot water and soothing oils. I then grabbed a bottle of water and made her drink it.

{Bella} Why?

{Damien} You needed to learn a lesson and learn it fast for your own safety.

{Bella} You are never going to stop hurting me, are you?

{Damien} No, but I hope; that you do not need that kind of lesson very often.

{Bella} I do not like to be hurt.

{Damien} Is that why you were dripping c*m down your legs while I was punishing you?

{Bella} I do not know why that happened.

{Damien} If I had more time to go slow, I would show you why that happened. Just know that when we play for fun, the pain makes the pleasure more intense.

{Damien} Now lie back so I can do your hair.

Bella

After he washes me and my hair, he dries me off. He then puts one of his t-shirts on me and lays me down to sleep. I fall asleep faster than I ever have before. I am feeling so confused right now.