“Kneel.” Kade’s voice is calm, and I’m quick to sit down on my heels. My legs are firmly pressed together. My back is straight, and I keep my eyes forward. I’ve had days of practice. I know these positions by heart now. It’s easy to listen and obey these commands. They’re all I’ve done, and thankfully, all that Kade has asked from me. I’ve obeyed everything without question, only thinking about being set free.

He leans down and gently brushes my nipples with the backs of his fingers.

My pussy clenches, and my nipples harden at his touch. This is a part of training, but I’m not giving in to him or his touch. I can’t let myself be fooled. I’ll play the part and do what I have to do to survive. But that's all this is. It's just me surviving until I can get out of here.

“Spread,” he says in a low voice.

My knees move to the side, exposing myself to him. My heart races faster, but I do my best not to show it.

“Good girl,” he barely speaks above a murmur. My lips part with his approval. I almost said thank you. Before I can think too much on my thoughts and the effect his approval has on me, I hear a zipper. The sound fills the room. I don’t look up, but I don’t have to. Kade’s pants drop to the floor in a crumpled heap. The belt smacks the floor with a clank and I watch as he steps out of them.

“Look at me, angel.” My eyes raise to his. They beg me to look straight ahead. His cock is right there, proud and large. Precum is already glistening at the head.

My breathing comes in frantic pants. “This is something they’ll want to see.”

I nod my head once. I knew this was going to happen eventually. I slowly open my mouth for him. But he doesn’t move. I'd rather just get this over with. A moment passes and I hesitantly look up at him.

“Stay,” he says. And with that simple command he leaves the room.

I close my mouth and finally breathe. My body sags forward and I want to collapse on the ground, but I don’t. I need to be in this position when he returns.

I don’t know how long we’ve been in this room, but it feels like forever. It’s nearly empty and nothing like the bedroom.

This room was made for training. The walls and floor are cement. Neither are painted, and it gives a grim atmosphere. That, combined with the tools on the back wall and machines in the room makes it feel like a room designed for torture, although Kade informed me otherwise.

They can be used for pleasure, angel. “Can” being the operative word.

I could try to kill him. The thought sneaks into the crevice of my mind. There are paddles and whips and other tools of the trade at my disposal. I could grab one and try to overpower him. If I hit him just right when he walked back in, maybe I would be able to kill him or at least knock him unconscious.

But then what? I’d have to sneak up the stairs and try to find my way out without anyone noticing. And then run? I don't even know where I am, or what's outside. And I'm completely naked.

There are so many fucking people here. Men I’ve never met all know my name.

And if they found me running…

Kade said he’d give me my freedom. He said he’d protect me from them, and he’d be the only one to touch me.

And I believe him. I tear my eyes away from the back wall and concentrate on the concrete floor.

As horrid as this room is, I can’t deny I’m turned on. It’s Kade--his hands, his voice, his authority. Everything about him turns me on.

Every time I got into a position, he’d move me slightly. His firm grip would spread my legs wider, and then they’d linger on my body. Every touch was like a jolt of electricity. But I’ve done my best to keep my mind on the training.

I just need to do this right, and then I can leave.

As the thought hits me, the door opens and I quickly move back to the right position. I stay perfectly still and stare at the ground.

I hear Kade’s footsteps, but then the faint pitter-patter of bare feet.

I have to seriously resist the urge to look up and see who else is with him. But I don’t have to wonder for too long.

“Talia, kneel in front of my angel.” Kade sounds confident and sure of himself.

I lift my eyes but not my head as the beautiful woman displays herself in front of me. At least she's wearing a dress. Our knees touch for a moment and then she sits back on her heels.

He brought in someone else.

I remember her from the first night.

Anxiety races through my blood. I have to blink back my tears.

“Talia,” Kade says, “Olivia has been a very good girl. I’d like you to comfort her.”

I watch Talia cautiously as she reaches out to me and gently places her hand over mine. My body tenses at her soft touch.

My heart races, and I look up at Kade. I don’t understand, but I don’t like this. I don’t know why he brought her in here, and I sure as shit don’t need her comforting me.

Talia takes my hands in hers and gently rubs circles on the backs. “It’s alright, Olivia. You’re doing so well.” It’s the first time I’ve heard Talia’s voice. It’s low and soft, but also soothing. “He’s so very proud of you.” My eyes reach hers and my brow furrows. I don’t like that she knows anything about us. Her eyes flash with fear as she takes in my expression, and her smooth motions falter.

Her lips part and then close, and she clears her throat before looking up to Kade. “I don’t know how, Master K.”

Master K. I remember how Kade said to call the other men sir. That calling them Master meant you wanted to be theirs. The memories of that night flash before my eyes. Those men who fucked her that night. Did she call them all Master? Anger slowly courses through my blood, at her and then at this situation. At Kade.

But mostly because I’m fucking jealous. She’s staring up at Kade, a man I’m trying to keep at bay, and she wants him. I know she does.

I’m fucked up in the head for being jealous, but I am.

I rip my hands away from hers and scoot back so that my back hits the wall behind me and I pull my legs into my chest.

He brought her in here to hurt me. That fucking bastard.

“Angel?” Kade says my pet name, but I ignore him. I can’t respond right now. I’ve worked so hard to be good. I was even going to suck him off! Tears prick my eyes. I was going to be his good slave, and he brought in another because why? I didn’t move fast enough for him?

“What’s wrong, Olivia?” Kade asks, but his voice is stern.

“Did I hurt you?” Talia asks with sincerity.

“Yes,” I croak out and harshly wipe at the unshed tears before they have a chance to show themselves. Try to be good. Earn your freedom. Somewhere these thoughts are in the back of my mind, but fuck them both is the voice that takes over.

“Why don’t you just take her if you want her?” I sneer at Kade. My eyes snap to his, and I instantly regret the decision.

His eyes narrow and heat with anger. Talia’s eyes go wide and she folds in on herself, bowing and lowering her head to the floor. She’s completely submitted.

My heart races as Kade’s hand whips down and grips my mouth. My heart beats frantically in my chest.

Stupid! Stupid! What the fuck is wrong with me? Fuck! My breathing falters.

“You will apologize to me and to Talia, or you will be punished.” Kade’s voice is low and threatening. He rips his hand away with such force that I nearly topple over.

“I’m sorry.” I’m quick to spit out the words as my palms smack against the concrete and I brace my body and move into a bow like Talia. “I'm sorry, Master K. I'm sorry, Talia.” I mimic her position as perfectly as I can.

Blood rushes in my ears as I watch Kade pace the room. His hand runs through his hair with frustration.

“I didn’t bring her in here for me. I brought her in here for you!”

I can hardly believe what he’s saying. What the fuck was he thinking? A long moment passes, and finally I hear Kade drag a chair across the room. The feet scratch against the concrete until he moves it directly between Talia and me.

“Talia, do you enjoy getting off?” Kade asks. My heart races faster. I’ll never forgive him if he touches her. Never.

“I do.” Talia’s answer is simple.

“Do you want to help me train angel?” he asks and quickly adds, “It would please me if you would.”

“I do, Master K.” Talia uses his name again, but the anger hardly registers this time. My mind races with possibilities.

“Talia, kiss my angel.” Kade gives the command, and I tense.

Talia rises, her blonde hair swinging in front of her shoulders. She crawls over to me and gentles her hand on my back, petting my hair before leaning down and kissing my forehead. Her lips are soft, and the motion is over quickly. It's almost like a mother kissing her child good night.

But I don’t see the point.

Kade stands and walks to the shelf in the back of the room. He comes back with what looks to be a microphone at first, but it’s not. It’s a huge ass vibrator.

“Thank you Talia, but that’s not going to work.” Kade sets the vibrator on a low speed, and I can hear it humming as it comes to life.

“Lean back and pleasure yourself,” Kade says as he holds out the vibrator but doesn’t give it to her as she tries to take it. “But don’t you dare cum until you’re permitted to,” he says before letting her accept it.

Talia nods her head once and obediently says, “I understand.”

She pulls her dress up slightly and lies on the floor with her legs spread. She isn’t facing either of us, so I can’t see her pussy and I’m grateful for that.

She lets out a low moan and starts moving the vibrator against her clit in slow circles.

“This can be pleasurable.” Kade moves to the ground next to me. “There’s no shame in enjoying this.”

I try to stay still as his arm wraps around my waist. “Watch her, angel.” I swallow thickly and look straight ahead. Talia’s pebbled nipples show through the thin material of her dress. Her eyes are almost closed, and her lips are parted as she takes shallow breaths.

She bites down on her bottom lip and her legs snap back as she pulls the vibrator away from her clit. Her eyes open and she looks to Kade. “May I cum, Master K?” she asks with desperation.

The sight of her on edge makes my body heat.

“Ask my Olivia.” Kade’s words make my heart race. What the fuck?

“Mistress, please, may I cum?” Talia’s blue eyes hold my gaze.

“Yes,” I answer quickly and then look up at Kade, but he scolds me.

“Keep your eyes on her.” His words are hard.

I grip my fingers in my lap and watch as Talia rocks her hips in motion with the vibrator. It doesn't take long before her back bows and she lets out a soft cry as her orgasm shoots through her body.

She starts to set the vibrator down, but Kade stops her with a firm, “No.”

She doesn’t hesitate to move the vibrator back to her heat. Her brow furrows, and her head thrashes. She’s already primed for another.

“Please, Mistress,” she begs me.

“Yes,” I say and turn toward Kade. “Can she please stop?” I ask him.

I feel hot all over. And I can’t help that the sight of her own orgasm turns me on. I have no interest in her whatsoever, but the sight of her finding her pleasure is tantalizing.

“If you’d like,” Kade replies simply.

I nod my head and watch as Talia cums again. Her eyelids flutter, and her legs shake as she finds her second release. She gently lays the vibrator on the floor and rises to the waiting position. Her skin is flushed, and her hands tremble slightly.

“Good girl, Olivia.” I look up at Kade with confusion. “Would you like Talia or me to give you your reward?” he asks, and I look between the two of them, not knowing what to say.

My mouth opens and closes. I hesitate. We’ve been over this, and hesitation isn’t okay. I need to respond. With anxiety shooting through me, I answer, “You.”

Kade gives me a stunning smiles and nods his head.

“Lie back then, angel.”

Nearly numb, I gently lower myself to the floor. Talia’s eyes are trained on the ground, somewhat giving us privacy. My cheeks heat with a violent blush.

“Grab your knees so I can see you better.” I do as I’m told and pull my knees back, exposing my glistening sex. I'm so turned on and desperate for a release, but it still feels wrong.

“You enjoyed watching her before.” Kade talks as he pushes my legs open even farther. The cool air touches my heat and makes me even more aware of how ready I am.

“I thought maybe it was Talia.” He pushes two fingers into my hot, wet pussy. My mouth parts and my back bows as he strokes my G-spot and presses his thumb against my clit.

“I would have given you as many women as you wanted,” he says as he pumps his fingers in and out of me. A strangled cry leaves my lips. As I turn my head to the side, I see Talia watching. Her fingers dig into her thighs and she’s practically panting as she watches Kade finger fuck me.

Her eyes widen as Kade’s head lowers and he takes a languid lick of my pussy.

“But it wasn’t her, was it?” Kade asks before blowing on my clit. The chill makes my legs shake with the need to cum. I’m so close.

“No,” I answer without thinking.

“No, it was how the men fucked her one after the other.” My pussy clenches around his fingers, and I cum. I hold my breath and close my eyes as my body trembles. Waves of pleasure move from my core and shoot outward.

“Oh,” a deep voice says from behind me. I whip my head up to look at the door. It’s open, and Gabriel is standing there. I’m still on my back, naked and because of that he’s upside down. I’m quick to look back down at Kade.

Fuck! I swallow hard and wish I could disappear.

“Well, if you ever need help...” A shudder runs through my body at his words. I want to close my eyes, but Kade’s gaze is holding me. I’m trapped in the heated look he’s giving me.

“I didn’t plan on sharing,” he says with his eyes still on me. I hear Gabriel’s shoes smacking against the concrete as he walks over to Talia. Kade finally looks up to Gabriel, and he clenches his jaw and adds, “But then again, I didn’t think she’d want that.”

Gabriel chuckles as he pets Talia’s hair.

“Come esclave, I need you.” He holds his hand down and she slips her small hand in his. She’s graceful to stand, but her legs are still shaky. He gives her a warm smile and puts his arm behind her back, wrapping it around her waist.

I turn to look away as he moves his gaze to me. I want to cover my body since I’m naked and I don’t want him staring at me, but I don’t. I can’t. That's not allowed.

I only breathe once the door clicks closed.

“How do you feel, angel?” Kade asks as he scoops my body into his arms. He holds me against his chest and sits back in the chair.

How do I feel? Confused, scared, aroused. I’m tired because I’ve barely been able to sleep on that damn pillow. The first night I finally slept with him holding me in bed. But he hasn't brought me back to bed with him since. He's asked me every night, but I refuse.

“I don’t know,” I answer honestly. It feels like there’s a hard lump in my chest. It's pressing against my heart and making everything uncomfortable.

A small voice inside my head is whispering to just let go. That if I stop fighting and just put my faith in Kade, everything would be easier. It would be. Everything would be easier. But then I’d lose myself. I can already feel that I’m on the brink of a steep cliff. If I fall, I’d shatter at the bottom, completely beyond repair.

I move my hand to my throat and tilt my head into Kade’s chest.

He’s so warm, so strong. What’s worse is I feel safe with him. I don’t feel on edge. It’s not how I thought it would be. He’s in complete control, and there’s no doubt in my mind I have to listen to him for my very survival. But the commands are few, and mostly common sense.

Kade takes a deep inhale and I look up into his eyes. I can see he wants to say something, but instead he leans down and he kisses me.

His lips press against mine. His tongue glides against the seam of my lips and I part them. His hand splays across my back and he pushes me closer to him. My breasts press against his chest. He moans into my mouth. I can feel his hard dick pressing into my ass.

And I want it. I want him. As sick as it may be, desire stirs low in my core.

His power may arouse me, but it’s this side of him that makes my defenses crash hard around me. His soft touch makes me weak. It threatens to destroy my very being.

He pulls away from me and I slowly open my eyes. My breathing is ragged, and my skin hot. “Not yet, angel. Not yet.”