Free Betrayed by Love by Lila Dubois

obediently.
    “Tell him what you are,” came the hissing whisper. “Tell him you want this, you need this. Tell him you want to be trained to be a fuck toy.”
    She didn’t recognize the voice, but after last night she trusted the other couples at the retreat enough to do what they said.
    “Master, please,” she said, imagining Roman’s cock growing thick and hard at her words. “I want this. I need this. I need you to make me your toy, your slave. Hurt me, fuck me, make me want it.” The vibrator was circling her clit, keeping up a steady, maddening rhythm. “Take me, fuck me, own me,” she panted, barely aware of what she was saying. “I need this, I need to be your fuck toy, Master.”
    Savannah came, moaning in pleasure. It was a nice orgasm, but nothing compared to last night. She wasn’t worried. Roman wouldn’t have gone to all the trouble of getting her here and tying her down if he didn’t have something special planned.
    The blindfold was pulled from her eyes.
    “Hello, slave.”
     
    In the small lounge, Roman ran a shaking hand over his face. He wanted to run back in there, scoop her up and take her away, but Mr. Wilcox’s words were still ringing in his ears.
    There was a click and her voice flooded the small room.
    “Master, please. I want this. I need this. I need you to make me your toy, your slave. Hurt me, fuck me, make me want it.” Her voice was husky and quiet. He stared at the shuttered window in shock. It had been less than ten minutes and already she was begging Wilcox to fuck her?
    “Take me, fuck me, own me.” She was panting now. How he loved the sound of her when she was aroused as she clearly was.
    “I need this. I need to be your fuck toy, Master.”
    The speaker clicked off.
    Roman turned to the little control panel, wanting to hear more, but a plastic cover, secured with a lock, prevented him from getting to the buttons.
    He turned away, angry with her. How dare she be aroused by someone else? In the next breath he realized how ridiculous that was. Of course she was aroused. They’d already established that she was a born submissive, and all she needed was a real Dom to tap into that. He’d unlocked this part of her, and he would have to live with it if that meant she would be aroused by other Doms.
    He should be happy. Wilcox had told him he would turn on the speaker for a few seconds after he’d revealed to Savannah what they’d decided to do. If she’d been uncomfortable or scared he would have heard it in her voice. Instead she was having the time of her life.
    Get over it. You started this. Imagine what it will be like after she’s had some training. Everything you wanted you’ll be able to do.
    Wilcox had sworn he wouldn’t have sex with her. He wouldn’t touch her with anything besides his fingers and his toys. Roman believed him.
    Savannah was getting training so he should too. Hiding his misgivings, even from himself, Roman went to find Robert and get a lesson on wielding a whip.

Chapter Six
     
    Savannah looked around, then at Mr. Wilcox. She was alone in the room. Alone with him .
    “Where’s Roman?” she asked, voice husky with fear.
    He slapped her hard across the face. “That is no way to address your Master.”
    Savannah licked blood from the inside of her mouth where her cheek had cut on her teeth. She blinked away tears of pain.
    Go to hell, you evil son of a bitch. She longed to spit the words at him, but opted to be smart…and safe.
    “Where is Master Roman?” she asked, voice quaking slightly.
    He nodded in satisfaction and Savannah pressed her lips together to stop herself from snarling. He picked up a vibrator from a small table near her hip and began cleaning it. Her stomach rolled when she realized it was him, not Roman, who had brought her to orgasm.
    He took his time cleaning the vibrator, and only when he was done did he speak.
    “Your Master has decided he is done with your attitude and your games.” He casually reached out and