Fae Dominance by J. B. Miller

the other end of the room and he pulled it to us with a thought.
    The full-length mirror was set in front of me but Robin blocked the image with his own body, forcing me look at him. “I want you to see yourself as I do, Kale. You are strong and brave. You hold your honor and loyalty above all else. You need to understand that here, in the privacy of our bedroom,” he looked around us. “Well temporary bedroom,” he smirked before carrying on. “That you do not have to shoulder it all. For this one time, I want you to let it all go. You are not just the Alpha. Here in this place and time you are Kale, no more and no less. You are my mate and I want to love you as my mate. Do you understand?”
    Something came over me in that moment. An acknowledgment of sorts. How good would it feel to just let go and let someone else be in charge? Just for a moment in time. Once the thought was in my mind a sense of completeness settled in. This felt right. The straps no longer felt confining but comforting.
    I let out a deep sigh and all the pent up angst I did not even realize was there seeped out. Robin took that as a signal and stepped out of the way, and then I saw myself.
     

     

    Chapter Nine
     
    The chair was padded leather. The top held a t-formation that pulled my arms out to the sides. Velcro cuffs bound me at wrist, elbow, and bicep. A padded collar wrapped around my throat and kept me immobile. Straps crisscrossed across my chest and waist and my legs were spread wide and strapped to the inverted Y of the chairs base. Thigh, knee, calf, and ankle were all strapped tight to the frame.
    The only part of me that was free was my cock. It stood straight up, straining as if it was trying to reach the ceiling. My balls hung heavy in the mirror’s reflection and if I looked hard enough, I could see the vein running the length of my dick, pulsing with every beat of my heart.
    If possible, the image made me harder. My gaze shifted from the mirror back to Robin, before it dropped down to his straining hard-on.
    I still wasn’t sure about any of this, but I couldn’t deny how turned on I was. When the Dia dolls made a move toward me, my focus shifted.
    “Gods, Robin. I’m not sure if I like this or not. What the hell do I do? Dia, the dolls…what the hell do we call them by the way,” I asked him. Calling them both Dia just sounded wrong and the Dia dolls were a mouth full.
    Robin tapped his bottom lip with a finger before replying, “Shall we call them DDs then? Short for Dia dolls. As to what should you do, why just relax and enjoy. I will watch for a moment I think.”
    He picked up the throne as if it was a plastic lawn chair and sat it in front of me. Throwing a leg over one arm, he settled in.
    “You can do it, Kale, relax and let go for once. I promise, if you can do that you will like it.”
    I took a deep breath and did what he asked. I let it all go.
    My eyes closed and the tension just fell away. I could feel it seeping out of me. The pent up anger, remorse, and negativity I had been carrying for so long just began to poor out of me.
    My muscles relaxed and for the first time in my entire life, I felt free. Here I was tied to a fucking chair and unable to move anything and I was freer than I had ever been in my entire life.
    My eyes opened and I met Robin's. “Thank you,” I whispered.
    He smiled, it was small and only a hint of one but it was a true expression of happiness. “We have only begun, Kale. Hold your thanks until you have experienced true freedom. That perfect Alpha façade you portray is just a mask. I am going to find the truth of you, my wolf. Besides, have you forgotten, never give thanks to a Fae. Unlike with Dia, I will hold you to it.”
    Fuck me, it had not even entered into my mind that I indebted myself to him with my thanks. At this moment, I could care less though. I kept my gaze on Robin while the DDs approached and began to touch my body.
    They licked, nibbled and bit me from my toes