Stevie's Point of View
A few weeks have gone by since I have been brought to Ivan's house. Which he calls our house. But, I can't see how it can be ours when all I've seen is my room, the playroom and the bathroom. Ivan says that as time goes I'll be able to see more. "If you earn it." He always tells me. I earn privileges by being good, and doing what he says. I also can't protest to what he wants to do to me. Its hard not to. It feels good after a bit, but it starts off hurting. Ivan keeps telling me it'll feel better as time goes. And that I have to loosen up. How the hell am I to do that? Ivan literally abducted me. I never know when he'll come for me. He has allowed me to have a few books. I have asked him if I can talk to Holly, and he tells me. I have no connection to the outside world.
I spend a lot of my day locked in my room. Naked. He comes and goes. Either demanding I blow him. Or he fucks me. Any way he wants me, he gets me. Luckily no anal since that night a few weeks ago. This morning, Ivan came in, and ate me until I came in his mouth. Then he fucked me hard. It was the first time since we've been here that I haven't been bound while we fucked. But, just before he left, he put an egg in my pussy. Every so often he turns it on. It brings me just the brink of an orgasm, then it shuts off. I'd say once an hour. but, I can't be too sure since theres no clock.
As I am reading a book I hear the door being unlocked. I quickly jump off the bed, head to kneel in Position One near the door. I see Ivan's feet enter. He's wearing blue silk pyjama pants. He hooks a leash to my collar. "Stand, Dove." He commands me. I do as he tells me. "You have done well these past weeks. You have earned yourself a reward." He leads me down the hall. He leads me to the bathroom. Once we are done there he leads be into the hallway. We pass the playroom. Then we pass two more doors. Then we enter a living room. It has a huge tv hooked up to the wall. Theres also a few gaming systems. A few photos on the wall of landscapes in different seasons. Theres a huge sectional couch. It looks to be blue with a velvety texture. It looks so soft. The walls, are very pale blue almost white color with a dark brown wood paneling with beautiful designs set in them. The coffee table was a similar color the paneling. There were flowers and plants all across the room, especially set up in front of the picture window. The window opens up to a gorgeous view of the city. One that costs a lot of money to buy. There is a patio out there, but the door is blocked by plants. Interesting.
"This is the living room. When I'm home, you will now have free reign between your room, the bathroom. But, mostly, you'll be with me. If you need the restroom, you may ask but will be able to go alone now." He tells me as he sits on the couch. I don't know what to do, so I remain standing where he left me. "When I am sitting, you have two options for sitting. One being the floor, between my legs or on my lap. You will ask me which I want. If it is my lap, you will sit straddling me. Unless we just came from the playroom, then you will sit with your legs to my side, almost like I'm cradling you." Ivan informs me.
"Where would like me to sit, Master." I ask, keeping my gaze on the ground.
"My lap, Dove." Ivan tells me as he pats his thighs for me. I walk over slowly, Ivan unhooked the collat from my leash. I sit on his lap, my legs on either side of his. Ivan grabs my ass and pulls me closer to his chest. He guides my head to rest on his shoulder. "Very good my Dove." He turns on the tv and his hands begin to roam my body. I can feel his cock hardening beneath me. One of his hands find my ass and begins to play with my hole. I stare out of the window as he plays with me. There is no use in pleading him to stop, he only punishes me. He sticks his lube finger into my ass.
"Aahh...oww....Ivan!" I scream. Shit, I didn't call him sir or master. This is going to hurt.
SMACK. SMACK. SMACK.
"What did you call me?" Ivan roars at me.
SMACK. SMACK.
"Ahh!" I scream in pain. "I'm sorry, Master. I was taken off guard. I'm sorry Master." Tears roll down my face from Ivan spanking me. "It wont happen again, Sir." I promise him.
"It better not." He says as he begins moving me. "Sit on the floor. I don't want you on me now."
"Yes, Master." I say as I move to the floor between his legs.