No choice but to love

4. Second day (punished, spanked, fingered, vibrated)

Derek starts massaging her hands, legs and body as he knew how numb she must be after all those orgasms she had a couple minutes ago. She just lies there. Her body is completely numb and lifeless. She can't even resist his touch. He can do whatever he wants and she'll just accept it. She's completely powerless in his arms. And yet... There's something about it. Something about it that feels kind of good. It feels good to give up... It feels good to let go and allow yourself to be taken.

The flow of warm water felt awesome on her tired skin, Derek's body behind hers made her feel safe, and his touch on her skin was all she needed now. He was both her enemy and safe zone. He was all she had in that moment. He was the one she could run to. "Sleep a little, baby girl. Told you I would make you mine." And Tara falls asleep.

He holds her kindly while she sleeps peacefully in his arms. He caresses her hair and puts small kisses on her hair time to time and enjoys her existence. He adores her, he's crazy about her, he wants her with all of him. But she wouldn't understand. He had to make her his, no matter how.

She slowly wakes up, her eyes still a little blurry. She realizes once more that he's in total control of her existence now, which is both terrifying and pleasurable at the same time.

Derek kisses her hair once more and gets out of the tub. He wraps a towel around himself and helps Tara out the tub. He then wraps another towel around Tara, kisses her neck gently and picks her up to carry her to her room.

He puts her down on the bed, still wrapped in the towel. She's still feeling a little drowsy and numb from the bath, but it's wearing off and she's beginning to wake up a little more. She's starting to regain her senses a little more now. Her mind is clearing up a little...

Derek puts some clothes on and then dresses her up with new clothes that he must have bought for her before. He's got a kind of strange look in his eyes, like he's both enjoying the situation and also enjoying her helplessness. It's a strange mixture of feelings.

Tara sighs. She puts her head on his chest and closes her eyes. She is shivering a little. He puts his arms around her and holds her closer, trying to warm her up with his body. He's gentle but firm. He wraps her in his strong, powerful arms and holds her against his chest. She's so small and fragile, it's easy for him to dominate her and take her under his control. He kisses her head and caress her cold naked arms. Tara says "you know Derek, to be honest, I will never be able to stop trying to escape."

Derek isn't surprised and says calmly, "But you know you can't escape from me... I'll always get you, no matter what. You're mine now. You belong to me... And I want to keep you forever."
Derek tightens his embrace and continues "you know each time you try to escape what will happen to you afterwards... right?"

She swallows and tears start to come to her eyes. "Y-yes..."
She's realizing that he'll punish her if she tries to escape. Derek presses her against his chest and caresses her hair. "Shshsh... I know baby. It's ok. You'll get used to it all soon", he says kindly while taking his phone from the bedside table to look at the time. Then he puts the phone in his pocket and takes Tara's beautiful face in his hands. He gently wipes her tears, looks at her and says "It's almost 7 AM. You must be hungry my little stubborn one." Tara says "No I'm not hungry. I don't think I'll ever be hungry again." Derek says in a dictating and impatient voice, "Well that doesn't matter. You will eat whenever I say so." And takes her hand and drags her out of the room with him. Tara tries to take her hand out of his hand. Of course, she didn't succeed and he took her to the kitchen.

Everything was very modern and the house was truly stunning. Tara stopped trying to free her hand and started to look around with a half open mouth, as she had just realized how beautiful the house is. Derek let go of her hand and stood in fron of her. Picked her up and put her on the kitchen chair. She crossed her arms and looked away from him. He started cooking.