Protecting it All (The Punishment Pit #6) - Livia Grant Page 0,56

wished she couldn't hear. "Money is only part of the story. Most are submissives to their core, feeling unfulfilled unless they are servicing others. Many of them are pain sluts, unable to get off without the dual sensations of pain and pleasure together. I've groomed them; taught their bodies to crave the pain."

Hannah was skeptical. "No one craves pain."

"Come now. You've been exposed to enough freaky fetishes in your life through your father that surely you aren't that naïve."

Jake's voice trailed off as they watched the man in front of them throw down his whip and thrust his erect cock into the sobbing submissive. There was no mistaking the woman's instant orgasm, her shriek of ecstasy overpowering the cries of pain within seconds.

"Fuck." Hannah didn't understand Jake's sudden agitation until he spoke absently, as if he'd forgotten she was even there. "I could make Brianna so happy if only she'd let me. She'd be the masochistic queen of this party each month, experiencing the best sex of her life, but no. She'd rather playhouse with her asshole husband, thinking she's safe hiding at the loft. Like I couldn't break in there."

Hannah felt him tense up as if he'd realized he spoken out loud. For a few seconds Jake acted as if he were disoriented, lost in thought, before he moved away from her, yanking on her leash to pull her along as he started walking towards the door. She dug her feet in. As much as she hated the sights and sounds surrounding her, she knew it was best to stay with a crowd rather than be alone with Jake Davenport.

Jake stopped, turning his frosty blue eyes on her. "We're late. I suggest you behave. You won't like the consequences if you don't."

She was desperate to stall. "Where are we going?" she challenged.

His icy eyes flared with a fire that scared her. "As fun as this is, we have another, more exclusive party to attend."

"What kind of party is more exclusive than this?" Her voice sounded as incredulous as she felt.

Jake's evil grin chilled her to the core. "The kind where the subs won't be going home again after it ends."

His words jarred her, distracting her so he was able to pull her forward by her leash. Her mind raced as she internalized his words, while Jake stopped to say goodbye to some patrons on their way out. One man carried on a short conversation with Jake as if nothing was happening, in spite of the fact that there was a naked woman on her knees in front of him, sucking his cock down her throat as if it were a precious lollypop. As they moved away, Hannah watched him grip the woman's head, weaving his fingers through her hair on either side, and began face-fucking her so deep she gagged.

As horrible as the hole party had been, Hannah was almost frantic as Jake pulled her out of the room and into the almost empty corridor. The two guards were still diligently on duty, nodding to their boss as he sauntered by. Almost as an afterthought, he asked, "Did our last guest arrive yet, Mario?"

"Yes, sir. He only arrived a few minutes ago and is getting settled in his box. You should be able to begin on time."

"Excellent." Jake's pace quickened, as if he were excited to get to their next destination. Hannah, on the other hand, was beginning to hyperventilate from the stress. The fact that she'd not heard from Dylan for over thirty minutes filled her with a combination of anger and fear.

Surely he wouldn't leave me in here without trying to help me?

The fear of being deserted by the alpha men who'd promised to keep her safe gripped her. Her mind raced with the possibilities of what could have gone wrong, each one worse than the last. By the time Jake was dragging her through yet another security door, she was back to digging her heels in, attempting to slow him down.

Rather than reason with her, Jake simply turned and backhanded her across the face—hard. Stars danced around the edges of her vision as her body absorbed the violence. His voice seemed far away as he issued his threat. "I've had enough. You will not like how I handle insubordinate employees, Hannah. This is your last warning."

She shuddered, but kept her mouth shut as they resumed their walk through a long, dark corridor. It felt like they were in basement of a large hospital and were about