Damien and I are driving home with everything silent ever since we got in the car. I'm not sure if Damien is mad or not, he could be ecstatic for all I know. I look out the window and slowly start massaging my neck. I have been doing this ever since he took off the collar.

He now has many collars that he likes to put on me to wear. Sometimes he would let me not wear one for a few days or other times, he would make me wear them for weeks. Right now is the time he is letting me not wear one. I think its because I started to developed blisters from how tight he makes them. The blisters are just now starting to go away and I hope he doesn't notice.

We pull up to the giant building that I sadly call home. I get out of the car and follow Damien inside, staying close to his side. I hear Damien grumble about something and I look up confused. My eyes go wide with the person I haven't seen in a long time.

Brian is waving crazily at Damien and I. I feel my smile grow on my face as he starts walking over to us. Brian kind of disappeared when I got back from running away from Damien. I later found out from Damien that he moved away to go live across the country but I guess he is back now.

"Olivia! My babe! I heard you are married now! Congrats to both of you!" Brian says when he gets over to us. Damien just grunts and shrugs for his response. I'm suddenly being pulled into a hug by Brian.

"Don't touch her." Damien angrily grunts out while pulling me back to him. I sigh quietly while Damien drags me away from a pouting Brian, I see him mouth something along the lines of meeting later.

"I think that collar needs to go back on, other think they can touch what is mine." Damien says randomly when we are standing in the elevator. I look up at him in shock and shake my head slightly.

"Please, sir. My neck still hurts and sore." I say, hoping he will change his mind.

Damien suddenly grabs my jaw and lifts my head up swiftly. I see him move down to look at my neck, inspecting it closely. "It doesn't look that bad, does it still hurt when I touch it?" He says, and he moves his other hand to lightly touch my neck. It doesn't hurt but I hiss for effect to make him think it does.

Damien stands straight up and lets me go completely. "I guess we can wait another week but you don't leave the apartment, okay baby?" He says to which I nod in agreement, relieved that he let it go. Even though this will be the last time I get to go outside for a while.

We get inside his apartment and Damien tells me to go wait in his room while he makes a few phone calls. I listen obediently and walk up the stairs to our room, sitting on the bed. I huff after waiting sometime and decide to just go take a shower real quick. Damien usually likes to take showers with me but I feel gross.

I grab my night clothes and head into the bathroom, not being able to close the door since there isn't one to close. Damien decided to take off all the bathroom doors since they had locks and I would hide in them.

I step in the shower after getting undressed. Standing under the water alone for once feels absolutely great. I rub my fingers through my hair, making sure its all wet before I grab Damien's shampoo. He refuses to buy me my own shampoo, saying that he likes that I smell like him.

I jump from the sudden moan that's outside of the bathroom glass door. I turn to see Damien staring right at me. I shift my eyes down to see him naked and quickly move my eyes somewhere else while trying not to cover my body on instinct. Damien doesn't like it when I do that, his reason being that my body belongs to him and he has a right to see it.

"Continue." Damien speaks. I look at him confused while he sits with his legs far apart, I also notice the huge boner he is sporting. "Continue washing yourself, I am gonna watch." He says, explaining further. I just stand there and stare at him with wide eyes.

"Now!" He suddenly yells.

I quickly get back to washing my hair and body. Going as fast as I could go.

"Slower down god dammit!" Damien yells again. I look at him worried that he is mad and slow down my movements. Moving my hands over my body, spreading the soap everywhere. I hear his grunts and moans and I know that he is pleasuring himself watching me.

The shower door suddenly opens and Damien is now behind me, moving his hands over my body. I try not to stiffen and just stand still.

"You are so fucking hot Olivia." Damien says in my ear with his hands moving onto my breast, pinching hard which makes me wince. I close my eyes as he explores my body, leaving hickeys and kisses in many places.

"Look at all these marks on you Olivia, does it feel good." Damien says quietly. I close my eyes tighter, hating every second of this.

"Answer me Olivia. In words"

I nod in response, "Yes sir." I say quietly, not caring if he can hear me or not.

"Good girl. Now get on yours knees. You're going to take all of me in your mouth, I don't care if its to much." Damien responds with. He turns me around and pushes me to where I'm on my knees, right in front of his manhood.

Damien grabs himself and positions it right in front my mouth, barely touching my mouth. I slowly open my mouth and grab his base, starting to slowly bob my head. I feel a tear go down my face or its just the water, I'm not sure which.

Damien grabs my hair tightly and makes my head go faster and deeper. I start to choke, not being able to catch my breath. I push on Damien's legs to let me go but he doesn't stop and controls my head to keep his dick going in and out of my mouth.

A salty taste fills my mouth and I realize its Damien's cum. I try spitting it out but Damien stops me.

"Uh-uh, swallow. All of it." He says. I look up at him pleadingly and he glares down at me. I quickly swallow the cum that was in my mouth and Damien pushes me away. This makes me land on my butt, hard.

I watch as Damien gets out of the shower, not helping me up not that I expected him to. I stay in and wash my body again. While Damien is getting dressed the door bell rings. I look at the no door doorway in surprise. We never get guest unless its the post people but they don't even come to the door so I guess that doesn't count.

"I will get it. Probably someone selling something." Damien says and leaves with no shirt on.

I quickly finish up in the shower and get dressed in one of Damien's sweatshirts and sweatpants. I run down the stairs, hoping to catch a glimpse of who is here. While turning the corner, I run into a body. I lose my balance and start to fall but strong arms catch me.

"Are you okay?" A deep voice I slightly recognize says. Realizing my eyes are closed, I look up to see the man from before, Allen. I quickly step back and recognition flashes through his eyes when he sees my face.

My face heats up from the stare he is giving me. I must look like a mess since I just got out of the shower and having sweats on.

"What are you doing here?" I ask, realizing how rude that was. I start to apologize but Allen holds his hand up and chuckles.

"Its alright. My annoying cousin brought me. Something about scaring his neighbor into seeing his friend. I have no idea. I was looking for the bathroom when we ran into each other." He says and smiles down at me. I feel my face heat up from his lovely smile.

I smile back at him shyly, "Who is your cousin, I might know him." I ask.

"His name is Brian, total dipshit but I love him. Family and all." He says while shaking his head.

I smile at Brian's name, "I know Brian! We are friends... Kind of." I say and think back to the times I had with Brian even though they were short and filled with Damien

He chuckles again, "So, where is the bathroom?" Allen says, running his hand through his hair. I snap out of my thoughts and point to a bathroom. I wince to see it has no door.

"I'm sorry, we don't get much guest and... Damien doesn't like doors." I say awkwardly.

He laughs loudly and I take a step back to which he doesn't notice. "Its okay. I think I can hold it, I do only live a floor under you." He says lightheartedly. I giggle at his teasing tone.

"Olivia. What are you doing!" A voice says and I'm being yanked back into a hard chest. "I said you can use the bathroom, not flirt with my wife." Damien screams at Allen.

Allen furrows his brow and puts his hands up in a defensive manner. "We weren't flirting and I can talk to anyone I want to, even Olivia. If she didn't want to talk to me then she would have said and I would have kept quiet." Allen defends himself, looking confused as ever.

I feel Damien's chest huffing and I know he will explode, ether on me or Allen. I don't want Allen to get hurt because of me so I turn towards Damien and I stretch to reach his face, pulling his head down to lock lips.

While kissing Damien, I make a motion with my hand for Allen to go and I see him walking back. I'm sure he will grab Brian on the way out or at least I'm hoping he does because knowing what kissing Damien will lead to is not good.

I try to pull away from the kiss with Damien but he pushes me back against the wall and continues to roughly kiss my mouth. I mumble for him to stop but he takes the chance with my mouth open to slip his tongue inside, exploring.

Trying to push him away, I'm suddenly being thrown over Damien's shoulder and notice we are heading to the bedroom. I shouldn't have started kissing Damien, I wasn't thinking and just trying to not let Allen get hurt.

Damien throws me on the bed and I quickly sit up. "Sir... I'm not really in the mood and I don't feel great." Telling him this and hoping he will believe it.

Damien climbs on top of me and meets my eyes, staring down at me. Slowly, his hands move to my wrist and brings them up above my head. He does this while keeping eye contact with me. He wants to see my reaction, my tears... my pain. He knows I hate it when he does this and he loves it, knowing that I cant get away from him.

"Olivia, keep your hands here. If you move them, I will get the handcuffs." He says, moving his hands from my wrists and going down to my sweatshirt, pulling it off over me slowly. I have no bra on underneath so the coldness gives me the chills.

I look down to see the bruises and hickeys from earlier covering me almost completely on my chest. I slightly whimper when Damien starts pulling down my pants, along with my underwear. When I am completely naked beneath him, he sits back and stares at my body.

I turn my head and close my eyes. "Look at me Olivia, I want to see you face when I fuck you in this bed." Damien says roughly. I look up at him to see his shirt off and pants half way down his legs.

Damien meets my wide eyes and again and slowly starts to enter me. I start to zone out like I always do and stare at the picture on the wall behind Damien. Studying the wedding photo of Damien looking as happy as ever and me, looking like I just survived death. If people look closely enough you can see the bruises on my neck and face, as long as my arms and ankles.

I hate my life, every minute of it. I haven't talked to my family for over a year, barely going outside and when I do, Damien is with me. I'm miserable, I wish things would have turned out differently, go to college and meet someone nice and kind.... Like Allen.

He seems so kind and sweet, not even wanting to get in a fight with Damien. Damien always wants to get in fights with anyone who ever asked where I was or how I was doing. I know this since he tells me every time it happens when he gets home.

Damien suddenly drops on to me, smothering me with his weight. I can barely breath but I don't move, not wanting to start him up again. Damien rolls over to the side of me and wraps his hands around me body, pulling me towards him. I feel his breath by my ear.

"Baby, what do you think about kids?"

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