Amelia

His hand moved from my breast to my belly as he stroked it. He growled and pressed his lips harder against mine. I had no idea what had gotten into him tonight, but I loved it. He let go of my neck and pulled away from me. His eyes were on mine, and whatever he saw made his lips curve upwards at the sides. He kissed my cheek before moving down my body, and I glanced over my shoulder to watch him.

He gently pulled out of me, but I felt him place something cold and round against my ass before he pushed it inside me. It was much smaller than him, so it slipped in with ease. His fingers trailed down my pussy, and he rubbed me using his fingers before slipping them inside me.

"Lie down, Kitten, I'm going to clean up."

I sighed in relief, moved to my side and watched him clear the bed before he went into the bathroom. His naked ass padding around the room would always be hot to watch. Once he had disappeared, I touched my ass to feel the end of the butt plug. I'd seen it when I'd gotten out of the bathroom, but I hadn't clocked what it was.

I pulled the covers over me and snuggled into the pillow as my eyes closed. He made every aspect of sex appealing. We'd talked about it, but I hadn't expected him to jump me tonight. I smiled into the pillow before exhaustion took over.

∞∞∞

I jerked awake when I heard a banging noise. Since the room was dark, I realised Ivan was off for his morning walk.

"Get up, Kitten," he said from somewhere within the dark room.

I sat up and winced at the feel of the plug in my ass. He put the lamp on, and I saw he was sitting on his side of the bed.

"Since you're too slow chasing behind me every morning, I thought we could go out together," he said with an unreadable expression.

I couldn't tell if he was pissed or not, but then I thought about last night and decided he was pissed.

I cleared my throat before I spoke.

"I need to go to the bathroom first," I said, glancing away from his dark eyes.

"I'll wait."

I slid off the bed and tried to walk fast to the bathroom, but between my belly and the butt plug, it wasn't easy. By the time I had pulled the plug out and sat down, I was more than ready to pee. Only I felt his cum ooze out of my ass at the same time.

The dirty bastard .

I cleaned myself up the best I could before washing my face and quickly brushing my teeth. I didn't know what was in that building or shed, as he called it, but it couldn't be good. I took my robe from the back of the door, put it on, and returned to the bedroom. He still sat on the bed, but I noticed he wore a black T-shirt and matching jogging pants.

"How did you know I was following you?" I asked softly.

"There are hidden cameras outside. They are along the walls and all the buildings. You know I would do anything to protect you and our baby, don't you, Kitten?" he asked ominously.

I swallowed but nodded.

A satisfied glint appeared in his eyes and a slight curve of his lips.

"Good," he said, holding his hand out for me.

I moved closer until I put my hand into his.

"Have you been outside naked with just your robe on?" he asked abruptly with narrowed eyes.

"I had little time to change because of your long-ass legs and my waddling," I said defensively.

"You're damn lucky. All I did was fuck your ass last night, Kitten," he grumbled before standing up to lead me out of the bedroom.

Misha stood at the bottom of the stairs as he impatiently waited for us. I stoked his head as he nuzzled my belly before sniffing around my robe. I expected Ivan to tell him to stay in the house, but as we walked out, Misha ran past us and stood at the bottom of the stairs to wait expectantly for us.

Ivan held my hand and walked at a slower pace than usual. The morning air was fresh and cool, but more than taking in the beauty of his estate, it eased my concern about his early morning secret activities. I would finally know what he was up to without trying to crack a door code.

"What you see won't be pleasant, but you need to trust me, and I will explain," he said as he squeezed my hand.

"As long as you don't have another woman stashed in there," I mumbled.

He barked out a laugh, making me jump.

"How much stamina do you think I have, Kitten?" he said with a chuckle before he raised my hand and kissed the back of my hand.

I smiled reluctantly and felt the knot in the pit of my stomach loosen.

How bad could it be?

∞∞∞

I glanced at the yellow-painted line on the cement floor beside my feet and realised it was a marker for how long the chains could extend. My stepfather and his shitbag of a son were sitting on the filthy floor. Paul was missing an ear, and both their faces were fifty shades of purple. They wore thick iron collars around their necks, which had been rubbed raw.

I covered my mouth and nose with my hand because the stench was horrid. They both wore matching black underwear. When I looked at Ivan, I had to do a double-take because he had a nasty, malicious expression, complete with savage hatred burning in his eyes.

"How long have they been here?" I whispered.

"A few weeks after we got married. Did you think they were going to get away with touching you? Trying to harm you? To fucking rape you?"

The longer he spoke, the angrier he got until he walked towards them and began to kick them.

"Disgusting fucking cunts," he said, kicking William on his face before kicking Paul between his legs until they were curled up trying to protect themselves. They groaned and made muffled noises, but they never said a word back to us.

"They were going to inject you with heroin and get you hooked like your mother and sell you every chance they could get. They never stopped looking for you."

I felt sick at his words, but I couldn't put it past them. It explained the amount of traffic in and out of the house around my mother. I'd had my suspicions, but I kept well away from them all in the evenings. Ivan walked back towards me with a dark look on his face.

"Don't worry, Kitten. They can't speak, and I relieved them of their tongues and their balls," he said, putting his hand on my back.

I couldn't help but look down at their crotches in horror, but Paul was curled up, holding his ribs. When I remembered what they did to me and how badly they'd hurt me, the horror vanished. It was one less poison within our society, and I'd missed the city. At least I wouldn't be scared anymore.

"They won't be here for long. Do you know the best way to get rid of a body?" he asked.

I looked at him in confusion, but he was looking at Paul and William.

"We pull your teeth out, cut you up into six equal parts, and feed you to some very hungry pigs," Ivan said as he smirked like a villain.

The fear was palpable on their faces, and as Ivan's words fully sank in, I narrowed my eyes at Ivan.

A jeweller, my ass.

"I will be back for our daily session later, boys," he said before he put his hand on my back and guided me outside of the room.

He closed the door, which had a keypad on it as a locking mechanism. I grabbed Ivan's arm when I thought about my mother.

"Where is my mum?"

"We're seeing her next," he said, moving me down the dimly lit hallway.

My heart was pounding as we approached another door. Ivan tapped some numbers into the keypad, and I nervously began to play with the material of my robe belt. He opened the door, switched the light on, and nudged my back to move me forward. I stepped inside the room and froze.

"Maksim keeps an eye on her," Ivan said, snapping me out of my shock.

I walked around and saw the walls covered with our wedding pictures. There were pictures Ivan had taken over the months. They showed each part of my pregnancy, in the house, the garden, with Misha, and in every one of them, I was smiling or laughing. There was a TV mounted on the wall, and I glanced at Ivan, who moved towards the cabinet and switched it on. It was a video of our wedding dance.

"You! You ungrateful little bitch," my mother croaked out.

I stared at her. She looked awful without her two-inch caked-on makeup.

"Keeping me locked up in this shithole while you strut around like a lady of a manor. You think you're better than me?" she spat out with such vitriol that I took a step away from her bed. "You whore!"

When I heard the metal clanging, my eyes moved to her wrist, which was handcuffed to the bed. Ivan put his arm around my waist.

"She is a lady. I can't believe someone like you gave birth to her," he snapped back angrily.

Unconsciously, I put my hand over my stomach, suddenly grateful that this horrible woman wouldn't be in my baby's life. I didn't want her anywhere near us.

"A lady? Look at the state of you. Do you think a man like him is going to stay with your fat arse?"

I gasped at her words but felt a jolt of anger shoot through me.

"Is she getting fed to the pigs as well?" I said angrily as I turned to face Ivan.

He smiled and put his hands on my stomach before he bent down and kissed me thoroughly. I put my hands on his shoulders and held onto him. When he pulled back, I put my hands on his cheeks and kissed his damp lips. It didn't matter what my mother said. I loved him, and this handsome, crazy man was obsessed with me.

"No, Kitten, she is going to be locked away in a very special high-security psychiatric facility. You won't ever see her again, but she will be seeing you every day."

I ignored my mother's screeching. Nothing she said was pertinent to my life. Ivan yanked me closer to him until my stomach was squashed between us. He peppered my neck with kisses.

"If you want to see the footage of her first week coming off the heroin, I can put it on for you. I enjoyed watching her suffer," he whispered into my ear.

A shiver ran down my back.

"No, let's get back to bed. I want to thank you properly," I said as I slipped my hand between us to grab his cock.

His eyes darkened, and his hands slid down my asscheeks.

" Moya koroleva ," he murmured. My queen .

" Moy korol ," I whispered back as I rubbed his hard cock.

He was my king and so much more .