Control

Title: Control
Chapter Seventeen
Author: Angelsdee
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Dom teaches Mikaela a lesson and the long awaited pain comes.
Author’s Note: This chapter contains graphic abuse. ~~ Depicts dreams. ** Depicts subconscious thought.

He woke with his love wrapped in his arms. He nuzzled her hair drawing in her essence. He knew from the previous night that she was again uncomfortable with the idea of them being together.

She didn’t believe that someone could love her and not leave her. He had to show her that it was not only possible but it was happening. He intended to stick with her no matter how unworthy or deadly she thought she was.

The music, that always seemed to be playing, could be heard and this time Eddie Vetter had words to say on Dom’s behalf. He knew she was almost awake by her stretching so he whispered to her. “Baby, this is from me.”

I will light the match this morning
So I won’t be alone
Watch as she lies silent
For soon night will be gone
Oh I will stand arms outstretched
Pretend I’m free to roam
Oh I will make my way
Through one more day yeah

How much difference does it make
How much difference does it make

I will hold the candle
Til it burns up my arm
Oh I’ll keep taking punches
Until their will grows tired
Oh I will stare the sun down
Until my eyes go blind
Ah I won’t change direction
And I won’t change my mind

How much difference does it make
How much difference does it make

I’ll swallow poison
Until I grow immune
I will scream my lungs out
Til it fills this room
How much difference
How much difference
How much difference does it make
How much difference does it make

She rolled over and looked into his dark, soulful eyes. She was confused at his choice of song to relay his feelings. It was a hard love song.

“It’s to let you know that I’m not going anywhere. You are the candle that I will let burn me. I’ll keep taking your punches until I wear you out. I will face you inner demons with you and your anger without hesitation. I won’t change my direction which is you. And I won’t change my mind. I love you and that won’t change. You deserve it. You will not be the death of me. And I will make you see that you can love again and admit it!”

She stared at him with a solemn look on her face not saying a word.

“Say something, Mick!”

“What do you want me to say? Why can’t you be satisfied with the way things are? Why make me go against everything I believe about myself and want me to say something that will change nothing?”

“I want you to admit you love me because its true and you’ll know that what you believe about yourself is wrong. I have to hear it because I never meant it before I said it to you and I want to feel it’s reciprocated.”

She half laughed at that. “I am your first love?”

“My first, real, true love.”

She couldn’t even think of how to respond and she was literally saved by the bell or more accurately, her cell phone. She reached into the nightstand and pulled out the only phone she had in the house. She hit the send button and answered in a voice shaking from the emotions Dom just unloaded on her. “Yeah what?”

“Mikaela?” It was Mia.

“Hey baby girl! Sorry about my greeting. I watched too many 'In the Heat of the Night' episodes. How are you doing?” Her mood improved greatly upon hearing Mia’s voice not to mention the distraction it provided from Dom.

“I’m doing great! It is wonderful here!”

“So the Hill Country of Texas is treating you well?”

“How did you know I’m staying at your house?”

“Two things. First, no background city noise of San Antonio. Second, I had a feeling my uncle would ensure your privacy and let you stay at my place.”

Dom caught the Texas and uncle part of the conversation and guessed whom she was talking to. “Is that Mia?”

“Shhh!” She waved him off.

“Is that Dom?” She had obviously heard her brother’s very distinctive voice.

“Yes. It is.” Mikaela reluctantly answered.

“What is he doing there?”

‘Oh, how to answer this one!’ She sighed heavily. “Long story. Why don’t you ask him?” She tossed the phone at Dom and went to get up but he caught her arm and pulled her back down next to him.

“You aren’t going anywhere until we finish this. Now stay!” He picked up the cell and spoke to his sister all the while keeping his gaze fixed on Mikaela. “Hey Mia.”

“Hi…Dom.”

“How are you doing?”

“I’m fine. Good even. You?”

“I’m doing great.” Mikaela got upset with his tone and moved to get up again. Dom grabbed her around the waist and rolled on top of her effectively pinning her under his large frame. “I told you to stay. If you move again we are going to have a problem.” He could hear Mia yelling frantically through the dropped phone.

Micki spoke with fury through clenched teeth. “Get the fuck off of me!”

“Not a chance, baby.” He picked up the phone to hear his screaming sister.

“Dom!”

“Yeah Mia?”

“What the hell is going on? Why are you in Mikaela’s house and why are you on her?”

“Mia, calm down. To answer your first and third questions, the lady and I are having a disagreement about how we see things between us. And us is the answer to your second question.”

“What do you mean us?”

“Mikaela and I are…together now.”

“What? Dom…how…when?”

“Mia enough! It is not a discussion for now. Tell me how the search is going.”

“With Brian? Fine. I want to talk to her, Dom.”

“Mia…”

“NOW! And Dom, if you hurt her I swear I will kick your ass. Now put her on the phone!” Her concern for her friend kicked up Mia’s ire.

“Fine but you talk about you only! I don’t want you grilling her about us. Here!” He handed the phone to her and gave her a look that said ‘just try to defy me’.

“Mikaela? Are you okay?”

“Yeah. So how is the search?” She kept a calm voice but glared at Dom.

“Actually going well. We know he is no longer a cop and he is in Florida. Your family is sending someone to get him and bring him here. I think he is in some kind of trouble for letting us go.”

“Probably. The law doesn’t take kindly to not getting its way. Not to worry. Enough money can get anyone out of trouble. Speaking of, give my uncle the information on your other friend and see if something can be done. Let them deal with Vince. As soon as you get Brian come home. Okay?”

“I will. Are you sure you’re ok?”

“Mm hmm. Give me a call when you are on the way back.”

“I will. Take care.”

“I’ll try Mia. Bye baby girl.” Then she hit the end button. “Are you satisfied?” She tossed the phone to the side.

“Not even close, my love. I’m going to have to put you in your place until you can abide by my wishes.”

She struggled under him at the intention in his words. “No. Dominic, please!”

“Darlin, do you remember ‘do with me as you wish’? I intend to. If you keep insisting that what we have is not love that means you are just a fuck. So I’ll treat you like one.” He reached under the pillow and retrieved the torn pieces of his shirt.

When she saw them, her struggles increased and she started to panic. “Stop this!” He tied her arms apart this time. He got up and walked into the closet. When he came back he was carrying 3 scarves. “Get the fuck away from me!”

She started to kick at him when he approached. He caught one of her legs and tied her ankle to the foot post. “Dominic…please don’t.” He said nothing as he grabbed her free ankle and tied it to the other post. He used the remaining scarf and piece of shirt to blindfold and gag her.

He ran his hand from her neck, over each breast, down her stomach, and ended up cupping her mound in his palm. “Just how I like my women. Tied spread eagle on my bed and their mouths shut.”

He moved to lie on top of her and she tried to buck him off. The only thing she accomplished was putting her body in a position for him to enter her pussy with a hard thrust of his shaft. The scarf muffled her cries. “Baby, please let yourself feel it. I love you to the core of my being. You don’t have to say it yet but at least admit to yourself that you do.”

She was definitely aroused by his dominance and was quickly approaching release but somewhere in the darkness that lived in her mind she could feel an unstoppable fear approaching. He continued to pound into her, encouraged by her cries, and when her orgasm hit, he leaned forward and bit one of her hardened nipples. She arched up off the bed at the painful bite to her tender flesh. He laved away the pain with the flat of his tongue and then got off of her.

“You are beautiful, baby. God, I wish you would see that. I’ll be back.” He hadn’t achieved his release but he wasn’t done with her yet. He left her lying there, breathing hard from her climax, tied to the bed, and went downstairs.

He sat on the sofa trying to figure out how to get her to admit what she felt but the answer wasn’t forthcoming.

*What are you doing?*

‘I haven’t a clue.’

*Why is my best friend tied to the bed like some fuck toy?*

‘She pissed me off. She refuses to let go even a little!’

*And you think making her feel like a whore is going to fix that?*

‘She responds well to being dominated in bed and she is not a whore!’

*Man, who wouldn’t respond to you sexually in any way? If I weren’t a guy and dead, I would spread my legs for you. Tying her up, fucking her, and letting her go to hold her is one thing but keeping her like that is walking a razor’s edge.*

‘Why?’

*I’m not here to hand you the answers. Besides, I’m getting jealous listening to you talk about fucking my friend. Use the gift and figure her out on your own. Empathy and telepathy are pretty close to the same thing.*

‘So you’re going to bail on me too.’

*I didn’t say that. I’m here for hints only. Oh, and if you fuck her up, I’ll haunt you til the day you die.*

‘Fucking hilarious.’

When he reached the top of the stairs, he saw his mate laid out before him like a feast fit for royalty and he was hungry for her. He silently approached the side of the bed, leaned over and pinched her right nipple.

Her back bowed and she cried out through her gag. His hands worshipped every inch of her skin and she writhed under his ministrations. He got on the bed and began to maneuver under her. There was plenty of slack on her ankle restraints but when her back was lying on his chest her arms extended to an almost painful angle.

*Want. Desire. Love. Pain. Fear.*

He reached a hand down and stimulated her clit until she was writhing on him. When she was soaking wet with need he slammed up into her core. “God, baby! You feel so fucking good around me!”

He gripped her hips and pistoned into her at a hard, furious pace. He wouldn’t be able to hold back his release this time. She was breathing hard and crying out with each thrust. Her head was spinning and she was approaching her orgasm quickly.

He felt her pussy clamp down on his shaft and he reached up and pinched both of her nipples in a vice-like grip. She wailed from the pain and pleasure as she went over the edge. He felt her convulse around his cock and released his seed into her with a cry of his own.

He held her shaking body with his own shaking arms. He was spent from his release but he knew his feelings for her could reawaken his drive in an instant. The thought made him uneasy. ‘Maybe she will be the death of me but what a way to go!’

She was exhausted. The soreness between her legs from the repeated hard fucking was almost unbearable and her shoulders were on fire from being bowed back with the restraints and his broad chest stretching her.

Relief for her arms came when he slipped out from under her. He gave her a tender kiss on the forehead. “I love you, Mick. I’m sorry for this. All I want is to show you how much your body responds to me. It loves me even if your mind won’t admit it.” He placed another soft kiss on her gagged mouth and turned towards the bathroom for a shower.

Her body was shaking from sobs that she wasn’t allowed to voice. His words were true and she knew it. As she mentally acknowledged her feelings for him, the fear approached faster. Her previous owner came to her in a memory of pain and torture.

~~ They were at Maggie’s house. She was the only friend Micki had that was a girl. It was just the 3 of them there but they had a party planned that would start in a couple of hours. Bill just got off of work and went to take a nap before everyone got there.

People were starting to arrive and since he was tired and things weren’t in full swing yet, she let him sleep. Since the moment he went to sleep, she went in every 15 minutes to check on him and kiss his forehead.

He woke up during one of the short span of minutes that she wasn’t in the room with him and went out into the living room. The house was full of their male friends and a few girls. The males outnumbered the females 3 to 1 and Bill went into a rage.

He snatched her off of the couch by her arm and dragged her outside. She had been slapped around by him a few times and recognized the imminent argument that she was destined to lose. When he got her outside he started yelling at her and shaking her by her upper arms. He accused her of cheating, called her a whore, and said she didn’t give a shit about him.

She was crying but argued that none of that was true. She begged him to ask Maggie how she kept checking on him while he was sleeping. He warned her about talking back to him and drove his forehead down into her nose. She saw stars before her eyes and could feel the blood pouring from her broken nose. Before she knew what was happening, he threw a punch to her jaw.

She fell to the ground screaming through her hanging jaw. It felt like it was detached from the right side of her face. Her cries just infuriated him further. He picked her up off the ground, situated her over his shoulder so that her face was lying against his stomach, and carried her towards his car parked out on the street.

She tried to struggle out of his grasp when they approached his car and he grabbed her waist and pile-drived her onto the curb. In her pain and clouded vision, she could barely make out the bone protruding through the skin over the right side of her collarbone.

The people inside started to shuffle out the front door when her screams were heard in between songs. Some of the guys got brave and tried to go to her aide but after Bill quickly dispatched 2 of them, the others lost their nerve. He was a big guy who just beat the shit out of two of their friends and broke his girlfriend into a bloody mess.

When she came to she was in tremendous pain. Every inch of her body hurt. She could barely make out her surroundings through her swollen eyes but she slowly recognized it as the spare room in Bill’s house. ~~

~~Song “Indifference” by Pearl Jam~~