Mia

He let go of me and I let out the breath that I didn't know I was holding. "Follow me, the rest of you may talk amongst yourself," he said calmly as he strode down the hall.

"Follow him," the girl beside me urged.

"Oh." I quickly stood up and scurried in the direction he went and walked into an open door. The room resembled an office and it was almost dark except for the fireplace and the huge window that took up an entire wall. The light from the underworld buildings peered into here and cast a reddish hue into the room.

"Close the door behind you," he ordered. I did as he said and nervously stood around. "Sit."

"Where?" I asked.

"Where do you think?" He asked as he set a folder down on the desk.

"T-the floor?"

"Sit on the chair," he said smoothly as he pointed to an empty chair in front of the desk. I walked to where he said as say down. He eyed my every movement and I nervously looked down at my fingers to avoid looking at him.

"I wanted to talk to you, Cain," I whispered.

"What did you call me?" He asked.

"Umm, your name," I replied hesitantly. "I just came here to say-"

"That's not what you're to call me," he growled as he slammed his hand on the table. I flinched at the movement and swallowed a lump in my throat. Maybe he doesn't recognize me.

I removed my mask and looked him directly in the eyes. "Cain, it's me."

"You've broken three rules, Mia. My name, you've removed your mask, and you're talking back."

"I'm not a real sub," I argued. "I just wanted to talk to you."

"Well I'm working right now, and you were a sub as soon as you stepped into the fucking house," he snapped as he stood up. His hand reached to his belt buckle and my eyes widened. "Stand up."

"What? Why?!"

"You're getting your punishment," he said simply as he removed his belt.

"I didn't sign up for this yet," I argued.

"But you did," he said as he slid a few papers in my direction. "The contracts are for the interview process. You signed and you've made it clear that you have no hard limits."

"I didn't see this shit," I yelled.

"Knowing you, you didn't read the contract," he said lowly. "For the next three days, I own you. I'll treat you and punish you how I see fit."

"Cain that's not fair."

"No one told you not to read the damn papers, Mia," he snapped. "Stand the hell up before this gets worse than it needs to be."

I set the papers down on the desk and slowly stood up from the chair. He walked to the side of his desk and held his hand out for me. I took it cautiously and he pulled me in front of him and put a hand on the small of my back.

"I'll go easy on you and give you twenty," he said.

"Twenty is easy?" I asked.

"A lot easier than what I was previously thinking," he whispered. I swallowed a lump in my throat and he glided his hand upward until I was bent over on the desk. I closed my eyes as I rested my cheek on the cool mahogany desk and stared into the fireplace.

"Hold onto the sides of the desk," he commanded.

I did as he said and my breath caught when I felt his hand on my ass. He rubbed it gently before smacking it with his hand and I sucked in a breath. "Be sure to count. If you mess up we'll start over."

"Okay," I whispered.

"I don't want an 'okay', slave. Either 'Yes, Master' or 'No, Master'. If you don't understand something then ask questions."

"I have a question...Master," I whispered.

"Ask."

"Will you be punishing me for things that I did before coming here today?" I asked. If anyone was petty enough to do something like that, it was Cain. I had no doubts that he would release his frustration from me choosing Jackson.

"As I said, I'll punish you for the rules that you've broken today," he said. "Choose a safe word. If we stop before your punishment is over then you can spend an hour in the cage to relieve it."

"Cage..." I whispered to myself.

"That's what you want your safe-word to be?"

"Sure, I guess."

He remained quiet and I realized my mistake. "Sorry. Yes, Master."

"Mhmm," he said as he rubbed my bottom. I felt his fingers hook into the top of my panties and my breath became shaky as he lowered it to my knees. He took a step away from me and I waited in fear as he made no moved to do anything.

As soon as I relaxed, I felt a slap across my buttocks from the belt and I screamed out. "Fuck!"

"Mia, what do you say?" He asked.

"What?"

"Starting over." Another sting on my bottom from the belt again made me scream out and I dug my nails into the edge of the table.

"Mia..." he warned.

"Fucking what?!" I snapped.

He sighed gently a placed hand beside my head as leaned on top of me. My eyes fluttered closed and I bit my lip as his hard body pressed against me from behind and his lips gently glided against the sensitive skin under my ear. Through his pants, I could feel his hard dick pressing against my bare ass and I let out a shaky breath.

"You need to fucking count," he whispered.

"Yes, Master," I responded.

He stood up straight and I took a breath to mentally prepare myself for what was about to happen again. The belt came down onto me harder than before and I bit my lip to hold in the scream.

"One," I said in a strained voice.

"Good girl," he said as he gently pat the top of my head. I couldn't help but smile at the compliment and I almost forgot about the pain until I was reminded with another loud smack.

"Two," I screamed out. The hits continued with no breaks or any word for him until we made it to fifteen.

"How are you doing?" He asked me.

Tears were streaming down my face and my ass was on fire but I took a deep breath and pushed through the pain. "Good, Master."

"Hmm." The following spanks were the most unbearable and my voice was hardly above a whisper as I counted.

He showed no mercy at all and I thought about how he treated me outside of this place. He must've really liked me to be this different, but now, I was like everyone else. I'd just have to work my way back up to where we were before.

"Twenty," I whispered.

"Stay here." He tossed the belt to the side and I watched him walk out the door. With him being gone, I moved my hand to my butt to relieve the stinging but I winced loudly as I touched myself. Painful...was an understatement, it was excruciating.

He walked back into the room a few moments later with a small bottle and a glass of what looked like wine. I remained quiet as he stood behind me and I prepared for another hit, but instead, I felt a cool gel spread across my bottom.

He gently rubbed it into my skin in soothing circles and I relaxed into the table. Whatever he put on me along with his soft touches, eased the pain that I was feeling. I almost fell asleep on the table until he pulled me up.

He walked to his chair and gently pulled me down onto his lap. I winced when I sat down but he shifted me on top of him so that it didn't hurt as much. He continued rubbing the spots as he passed me the wine glass and I took it in my hands.

"Drink," he said softly.

I did as he said and let the chilled drink into my mouth. He pulled up a few papers in front of him and switched on the lamp on the table.

"I'm going to explain the rules to you again, Mia."

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Author's Note
😭*Me if I was one of his other subs listening against the door*😭

I've become a menace with these gifs😌
Wow and it looks like Cain knows it's her...he's just choosing to ignore it since she signed up💀 Crazy bîtch oml. He scares me😭 20 LASHES?! I would've been done after one.
Good fucking luck to her🤪
Lmk your thoughts ✨