Chapter Three

Xavier

N ow that Tallulah is officially my wife, I can begin to exercise even more control over her.

I want to be responsible for every move she makes, every word she says, and every interaction she has. That is now my duty as her husband, to both protect her and make her tethered to me so she can never leave.

I've been left behind in my life too many times already. I want to stay with my angel for as long as I can.

One excruciating moment of pleasure at a time, I will take everything I want from her the moment a whim takes over. And today, I know exactly what I want to do. It's going to be a scene not unlike the ones we did when I was pretending to be my brother. But this time, I'm going to take it a step further.

I know word has already reached my guards about Tallulah's submission to me during meetings, and I love that. All these men are fucking jealous that I'm the one who gets to get my hands on her and do anything I want to her, without any repercussions. I bet every single one of them wishes they were in my shoes. But they can never have her.

The pure devotion and submission that shines through those bright eyes… I can immediately tell she's only interested in me. She only wants me and she's devoted to me every second of her life. Today, I'm eager to show her off.

In the meeting room, the furniture has been pushed against the walls, leaving a large empty space in the middle. I ordered over twenty of my guards in there and instructed them to wear dark sunglasses. They stand with their guns behind their backs, stoically watching as I lead Tallulah into the room.

I strap her to a chair, making sure she can't escape my cruel abuse. She's giggling. She's blindfolded and she can't tell the room is full of people yet. She won't realize that for a while.

I need to make sure she's going to do everything I say, so she doesn't embarrass me in front of our guests. I spread her legs open on the chair and get between them. My tongue tastes her folds and I fill my mouth with the taste of her. She's fucking amazing.

I lick her juices straight from the tap, her moans leading me closer to her creamy center, filling me with the scent of sweet white peach that overwhelms all my senses. I don't stop until she's come a few times, teasing orgasm after orgasm out of her already tired body.

I leave her shaking and order her on her knees. She obeys me so easily, the memories of her being bratty to me long gone. My goal is to make her unable to remember anything non-submissive.

Tallulah will embrace her feminine side and serve me like a happy toy for my cock, proving that she's fully accepted her role. She has to serve by my side. She owes me, after all.

I'm going to spend the rest of my life making sure she fits into the shoes her mother left behind. She's a more worthy woman.

Tallulah assumes a submissive position I taught her. Her palms land or her thighs, she opens her mouth, tongue coming out as she opens her palms on her knees. She's so eager for me it's almost laughable and yet I can't help myself… I respond to her beautiful body. The way her mind breaks so exquisitely just for me has my heart racing.

My cock is getting hard, throbbing and taunting me, forcing me to seek it out with my hand over the fabric of my pants. I start toying with my cock, feeling just how hard I'm getting for her. But I'm not going to take my clothes off yet. No, first it's time for her to endure some more humiliation.

"I'm sorry, angel," I say as she shivers on the floor before me. "You're just so fucking sexy when you're being degraded. You don't mind if I use you, do you?"

"No, Master," she instantly replies.

"Remind me, Tallulah, what is it you exist for?"

She shivers. "Your pleasure, Master."

"Good girl."

And tie her blindfold and slowly let it go smirking when I see she still has her eyes closed.

"Don't you want to see where we are, angel?" I ask her gently, rubbing her cheek with my thumb.

"What if I don't like it?" she asks.

"You'll like it because I like it."

A smile lights up her face. It's proving to me just how submissive she's become… so easily going along with my orders, as if she was meant to do that from the beginning.

I want to tell her I told her so… But I know it won't have the same impact when she just agrees with me. The bratty Tallulah is long gone, and my broken angel is in her place, pleasing me with every breath she takes.

"Open your eyes."

She hesitates, eyelids fluttering open and close before she finally does it. As soon as she sees the room full of people she blushes and looks at her knees, where her open palms are still waiting open for my present.

"Are you feeling shy, Tallulah?" I ask, toying with her by tipping her chin back and forcing a kiss on her lips that leaves her moaning for more. "Don't you think they've all heard you screaming my name every night when we go to our bedroom? There is no point in being embarrassed. Now, angel. Everyone already knows what a little slut you are for me. And I can't wait to show you off. I want everyone to know just how good of a girl you've become for me. Everything you're willing to do for me. It's time to show it all off now ."

She looks up at me and there is no sign left of the worry that maimed her face before. Now she's just staring up at me with blind trust, as if she knows I'll never hurt her. And that's true.

I have no intention to hurt Tallulah with malicious intent. She's the most precious thing I own, and I can't wait to spend a lifetime proving that to her.

"You look so pretty today…" I say, gently toying with the strap of her bondage get up which I got her a few days ago.

She's wearing heels too, an impossibly tall pair that makes her look even more willowy and gorgeous than usual.

"I almost feel like this is worse for you… not being exposed to these men. Do you want their eyes on you?"

She swallows thickly and looks up at me, pleading silently.

She knows what she wants, but she's too afraid of my reaction to give me the answer I want.

"Don't be afraid," I say gently, thumbing her lips and forcing the moment so she can suck on my finger.

I'm not going to punish her for the truth.

"Look at them, Tallulah. I bet you like it when they look at you, don't you?"

She blushes again and then slowly nods.

"Words," I remind her, touching my finger to the tip of her nose. "Tallulah, you have to remember your manners."

She swallows again and giggles a little before looking up at me.

"Yes, I like them looking at me, Master."

"None of them are going to touch you. I just want to show them what it feels like to have a good little toy like you. I want everyone to know what you are to me."

I want every cartel in this city to hear how special my wife is to me. I don't give a fuck if anyone tries to come after me for it. We have enough protection to ensure nothing ever happens and I want everybody to know.

To talk about it, to gossip and to spread rumors about what we do behind closed doors.

"I want people to look at you and get so jealous," I grunt. "You're my prized possession and I'm going to show you off to the world."

I can tell my words are having an effect on her because she quickly looks up at me again. I can tell she's getting needy from the way her pussy has started rubbing itself against the floor.

"I told you to keep your eyes up. And stop getting off without permission."

Tallulah picks herself up off the ground, forcing herself into a more submissive position.

"I know how hard it is to stop yourself," I tell her gently. "I know just what a desperate little slut you are and how eager you are to get off at any given moment. But I promised these men a show… aren't you willing to give them one?"

"Of course, Master," she says sweetly.

"Then put your tongue out, stick it out. Just like that yeah, all the way…"

I smile as I grab a pair of nipple clamps from my pocket. Tallulah's eyes widen as I attach one of them to the end of her tongue. The other one, I keep in my hands, tugging on it lightly. In a matter of seconds her eyes start tearing up. I've tested this before and I haven't seen one submissive who could handle it for a prolonged period of time, which is exactly why I want to make Tallulah do it.

With an unwavering smirk, I unzip my pants and bring out my cock. I don't really give a damn about all these guys seeing. They mean nothing to me. All that matters is that they see I own Talullah fully, and no one's going to get between us, ever .

I start jerking off as her hungry eyes zero in on mine. She's begging silently this time, but I know exactly what's going through her head. She doesn't want me to do this without her help. She wants to be all over my cock, licking it all over, but I'm not going to give her the pleasure.

I'm not going to give her that pleasure today. Instead of that, I tug hard on the chain and she whimpers as it pulls on her tongue. I'm getting closer and closer to a release, but this time, I'm not letting her have a single lick of my cock.

Instead of that, I keep jerking and jerking it over her mouth and she looks up greedily, too afraid to move because she knows I'm going to reprimand her.

"Open your mouth wider," I tell her, getting myself getting closer and closer. "As wide as you can, come on. Wide open like a fucking cum target for me."

She does as she's told, and her mouth gapes open, her tongue out, ready and willing for me to slather in my seed.

"Tell all these men who you belong to."

"I'm your toy," she says, her voice muffled because of the clamp. "I'm your angel. Your perfect little pet. I'll do anything for you."

"You're my wife," I remind her. "Tell them your name."

"I'm Xavier Gunn's property."

"Now tell them what you are."

"I'm a worthless little slut. You can do anything you want to me," she whispers, squinting from the pain.

I can tell I've truly broken her to be admitting such things out loud.

But that doesn't seem to faze her. She eagerly awaits what may come, and once those words leave her lips, I'm tempted to deny her yet again just to see her cry.

Not just because it gets me off, but because I can.

But I don't let myself be that cruel. Not today, because she's already impressed me so far. S

So I jerk off until my cum splashes against her tongue, covering the chain and loading her up with a dose of salty sweet cream she never knew how badly she needed. I don't stop.

"Leave your mouth open like that."

I take pleasure in watching her come just from having my seed sprayed on her tongue.

"You're incredible, little angel. Now look at the men and thank them for watching you."