Capturing Callie by Avery Gale Read Free Book Online

puts it at the end of my junior year of high school.” Ian noted that she had stopped eating, and her eyes had gone glassy and distant. He noticed her body language had shifted entirely inward, and even though he was tempted to let her have a bit of space, he knew he couldn’t. He’d mentored Doms for years and had preached, “Begin as you intend to go,” to each of them, so he knew he couldn’t let her keep any secrets.
    “Look at me, Carlin .” When she finally raised her gaze to his, he hated the look of despair that he saw in her eyes. When he was sure that he’d gained her focus, he continued. “I know this isn’t easy for you, and I know you would rather not share what I’m going to ask. But for the next month, I am your Dom, and as such, I won’t allow any secrets between us, do you understand?” When she reluctantly nodded her head, he went on. “I intend to meet all of your needs, physical, social, financial, and sexual for the time we are together. As your Dom it is my right and privilege to do so. A sub entrusts herself to her Dom and honesty is the greatest part of that. Do you see where this is going? Now, it was written all over your lovely face that your experience was less than it should have been, and I want you to explain that to me so that I don’t do anything that might remind you of that experience.”
    Ian watched Callie’s eyes as she processed everything he’d just said. He’d known it would be easier for her to accept if he didn’t just demand the information, even though he’d have been within his rights as her Dom to do so. But he also knew that her free-will submission would be far more valuable in the end than any small power play victory he could win right now. He suddenly had a far greater appreciation for his friends and club members who were in D/s relationships with women they loved. Because for the first time, he was struck by how much more challenging it had to be dealing with a sub you truly cared about.

Chapter 6
     
    There wasn’t much in her life she regretted more than not pressing charges against the two boys who had raped her that night. Of course, with their parents’ money and influence nothing would have become of it, but she still regretted being such a coward. She’d let her mother convince her that silence was in her best interest. Somehow her social-climbing mother had turned the whole thing around until she was the victim and Callie was the selfish wench who had ruined everything for her .
    Sometimes late at night she could still feel their hands groping her and tearing at her clothes. Their bodies, slick with the sweat of a hot summer’s night, moving over her. The stench of stale beer on their breath as they’d forced their tongues in her mouth. The oppressive weight of them atop her as they forced themselves on her had been crushing. The bruises had faded within the week, but the emotional damage had been far deeper. And she had recently seen some very real progress in her war against those demons.
    Callie hadn’t even realized she was squeezing her hands closed until she felt the wineglass in her hand shatter, slicing into her palm. Ian had grabbed her wrist and was quickly pulling shards of glass from her bleeding hand while Jace had quickly started cleaning up the mess she’d made.
    “Jesus Christ, Callie, didn’t you just get your ass paddled for not taking care of yourself? Carlin , this is not the way to avoid another spanking. Come on. Up you go.” Callie was registering the words, but they sounded so far away. She had been so lost in the memory she didn’t realize Ian had scooped her up into his arms and headed down a long hallway until she heard him call over his shoulder to Jace to meet them in his bathroom with a med-kit. When she heard him say, “Make sure you have a magnifying glass and sutures,” her head started spinning and she just laid her face against his chest and tried to concentrate on his heartbeat.
    “Roger