His Property

Playful Teasing

Roze thought it would be awkward the next day. She had beat up two maids and had gotten spanked by the man who bought her. 

But no one said a word about either to Roze when she woke up. Butt still stinging from her first corporal punishment ever, Roze showered and went down to breakfast in a comfortable white sundress. Floating down the stairs to the kitchen, she saw maids but none of them looked at her twice. It had gotten around pretty fast what she had done to the last two. 

And apparently, no one wanted to be the young girl's round two. 

Nervously Roze went into the kitchen and found Warren finishing up his coffee and reading the paper. He smiled at her sweetly, and asked, "Hey, sleep okay?" Rose nodded and whispered, "Fine."

Roze slowly walked to the seat but hesitated to sit on the wooden chair. "Something wrong?" Warren asked, but his eyes danced with mischief. Blushing Roze winced sitting down and Warren chuckled under his breath as he watched Roze tried to shift off her still tender ass. 

Roze hated the smug look on his face terribly. 

She glared at him but Warren just chuckled at her thinking she looked adorable like an angry little kitten. When Mrs. Madeline sat her plate down he stood to go to work. He kissed Roze's head but she bit his chin making him growl, "Don't make me teach you another lesson little girl." Warren hissed in her ear making her shiver and him chuckle knowing the effect he had on her body. 

Even if she denied it. 

When he was walking out the front door about to open the front door, Roze ran to him and pushed him against the front door. Looking down at her surprised, Warren grinned when she peppered kisses up his jaw before whispering in his ear, "I m*********d thinking of you last night. Naked." 

Warren cursed as she turned leaving him against the wall with a hard c**k and a gobsmacked expression. 

Roze walked off giggling and left Warren to gather his thoughts. 

He went to work and was immediately pulled into investor meetings, finance meetings, and three different sit-downs with possible benefactors. When Warren went to his office and hid behind his desk, he thought he could catch a break when his best friend came barging in. 

"Hey bro!" Dexter Michaelson greeted with his trademark grin wide in. The twenty-four-year-old tech mogul grinned at Warren happily as his jade green eyes lit up with excitement, his beach blonde hair styled up in it's spiky do like always. "Hello, Dex. Can I help you with something?" 

Dexter frowned, "Why every time I come to visit you, you act like you don't want to be bothered with me! I'm awesome! Ask my parents they love me!" 

Warren scoffed, "They put you out the MOMENT your trust fund kicked in just so they wouldn't have to put up with your...habits. Now tell me why you've chosen to interrupt my workflow?" Dexter rolled his eyes, "Well Mr. serious I was coming to see how your little pet was? Roze is her name yeah?" 

Warren frowned at his friend, "She's not my pet. She's...she's just my companion." Dexter sat up confused, "Wait...so you two aren't playing?" Dexter asked baffled. 

Warren slowly shook his head, "No, she doesn't want that." Dexter c****d an eyebrow, "Damn a woman can resist the appeal of Warren Pain? I'm shocked." 

Warren rolled his eyes as Dexter whispered, "Wow this is truly amazing. So you to haven't done...ANYTHING?" Dexter stressed in awe. Warren's mind immediately went to last night. Punishing Roze had been amazing, she had moaned and whimpered for him feeding the darkness. Her beautiful pert ass glowing red from his hand had him hardening and leaving as quickly as possible. 

He had beat off twice to knock the edge off. 

He had been so close, so close to tying her to her bed. 

Listening to her cries as he pounded her virgin cunt so hard and fast until she begged to c*m. 

But...no...

"No. She doesn't want me like that and I will NEVER force her." 

Dexter smirked a little sitting back, "But you love the control, the power, that fiery euphoria that crashes into you when you claim someone. When you dominate someone you're the most important person to them, and they need you the most. Are you just going to let it go?" Warren gritted his teeth looking at his friend with a look of death, "None of your business." Dexter rolled his eyes not fazed, he'd grown accustomed to the harsh look that had sent men running. 

"Oh, you are already frustrated, my friend!" Dexter teased, "You're fighting your true nature already and it's going to drive you nuts." Warren glared at him pissed but Dexter wagged his finger at him like a 50's mother scolding her children, "Don't be throwing your anger off on me because you're fighting beating and f*****g whatever doe-eyed little girl you have in the palm of your hand." 

Warren shot up from his chair, "Did you come here to piss me off? I'm not in the mood for this!" Dexter shot up gracefully for such a big guy and kindly reminded his friend, "Of course not. I'm your friend who wants the best for you. I want you to know something," 

Warren jerked up right when his friend leaned in and whispered dangerously, "Virgins, they get the wettest. And they can't help but fall in love. Make her love you, and she'll love to do anything you like." Straitening up Dexter smiled as Warren simmered, "Well, I'm going to go. I hope to meet this girl who has your head all bent out of shape." Warren flipped Dexter off and watched his friend leave laughing. 

Yes. His pain and ungraceful fumbling when it came to Roze had to be humorous. 

Never had a woman made Warren feel like this. He had been in control, he had been the dominate, the control freak. But now he was the little boy fumbling around like a damn virgin choir boy who couldn't seduce a damn woman. 

But...Roze wasn't just a woman to seduce. 

The day went by slowly and Warren was sure he'd lose his damn mind if it took any longer. 

Until he remembered he was the damn CEO. 

He left and went home to his Roze who was sitting in the library reading. He went to her and laid his pounding head in her lap. When he turned and buried his face in her stomach, Roze fisted her small hand in his thick black curls. "What's wrong?" Roze asked sweetly making him smile. 

They ended up on his balcony. In the beauty of the night under the stars. She sat with him listening to music as they drank some wine. Roze looked at him curiously as she looked at him in silent deliberation. For the last hour he'd been talking, but now he wanted her to. Roze sighed giving up, "What do you want to know?" 

Warren grinned, "Where did you grow up?" Roze rolled her eyes, "Los Angelus, Maine, Connecticut. I did some time in Texas though." Warren's eyes widened, "Jail?" Roze laughed, "God no! Juvie." Warren sat back, "Huh, what for?" Roze shrugged, "Many different times, many different reasons." When Warren didn't let up she begged him with her eyes to leave it alone, "Okay, how about...what's your favorite color?" Roze grinned before blurting out, "Green,"

It took ten seconds for it to register. 

 Blushing Roze realized her answer and looked into Warren's green eyes and watched his smug grin stretch out on his face. 

Warren chuckled and started to ask something else but Roze decided to just blurt out what she's been thinking all day, "Why did you spank me?"

Warren froze but then recovered and shot back, "Why did you get wet when I did?" 

Roze shook her head wide-eyed, "I-I wasn't wet." Warren scoffed, his eyes smoldering with heat, " We both know that's  a lie." His green eyes fixed Roze to her seat, "You were wet last night, just like you're wet right now." 

Roze's heart jumped in her throat when he looked her over with this dark primal gaze, "Stand." He commanded. Roze looked at Warren wide-eyed and stood without hesitating. Roze shuddered as he looked her over, "Come here." Roze walked to him and when she was standing right in front of him, Warren looked at her with such intensity that her breath caught in her throat, "Kneel." Warren ordered. Roze knelt in front of him at his feet and he reached out rubbing her hair, "Good girl. Such a good girl should be rewarded, yes?" 

Roze heart pounded in her chest, "...Yes."