You Are Mine: I Can Give You Everything

Chapter 7: Curiosity

Warning this chapter discusses child abuse, rape and domestic violence, please view with caution. 

~Colin's POV~

I am struggling immensely to keep my excitement and desire under control. Nothing has ever excited me and terrified me more than this moment. Honestly, I am beyond surprised Emery is still here, pleased, but surprised.

I honestly thought she was going to bolt the moment I opened up the door to The Dungeon. It wouldn't have been the first time. When I first designed it and had it built Joyce had told me that having it down some hidden staircase might be too much.

I disagreed. I thought it was best for everyone. It was the perfect test to see if a woman was serious about committing to this. Women on the fence never stepped over the threshold and down that staircase, at least not until Emery.

When I pulled open that bookcase, I watched her face drain of colour, her eyes widen in fear. Instinctual fear, the same fear that protects us all from any predator. Because that is what I am. I am a predator. It was why I had to get her out of there, back up here, why I couldn't let her even touch my hand.

If she had touched me... I would have lost it, I knew it. I would have thrown her on the bed down there and fucked her. I was still worried I would. Every minute that passed as she sat reading the contract my excitement grew, my desire and lust for her.

It feels like hours have passed when she finally flips the papers back down, turning her gaze up to mine. Her face is still pale, it's a good thing London knows first aid, I wouldn't be surprised if she passed out from shock. When she meets my gaze I raise a brow, searching her eyes for any hints of what she is thinking or what she is feeling.

"This is very thorough," she finally says.

I can't help the small smirk that crosses my lips. That is her first reaction? "It is," I say. I pause before I add "I am beyond surprised, Emery, that you are still here."

She raises a brow "why? Did you honestly think I would run away?"

"Yes. That is why I wanted to get your new place sorted before I showed you downstairs or that contract. I was sure that the moment you saw my spiralling staircase you would run," I say honestly.

"That's why there is that room? The room I am sleeping in?" Emery asks. "Because you don't sleep with your Subs?"

"No. No that's not why," I say, shaking my head. "The ones who want me to I will happily sleep with them... in their bed, but there are times when a Submissive wants to be away from their Dominant, in a safe place. A place where they know they can go lock the door and he can't get to them."

"So, after you beat me so badly I can't sit down I can go in there and hide away from you?" Emery asks.

I slowly nod "yes, if that is what you feel you need. Some women want to be fucked right away after a good spanking, others want to be held, and some want space. You will figure out what you want, and whatever you need I will give you."

"What if I don't want any of this?" she asks tossing the contract down on the coffee table. "Then we won't have any sort of relationship?"

I nod. "I told you, above all else, I need the punishment part of a relationship."

"Why?" she nearly demands.

I shake my head again. "I have told you all you need to know Emery."

"In this thing, it says that you need to be honest with me."

I frown a little. Looking down at the pieces of paper. She had me there, none of my other Submissives ever pointed that out to me. I expected that they be honest with me, therefore it was only right that I be honest too. But my past?