Chapter 114 - The Master and the Submissive 1

Marcus POV.

I looked at Alana. We are at an impasse; she wants to lead the main battalion in a way I don't agree with.

"Come on little brother... You know I'm right." I listened to my sister's voice and took a deep breath.

"It's not a matter of being right or not," I spoke and turned away from her. "I need the library and the vaults to be safe. If I fall in battle, then it's up to you to take over." I glanced out the window, looking at the city of Las Vegas below.

"The chances of that happening are slim to none! I want to be on the battlefield! You know I'm your best warrior!" My sister spoke up and I can feel her frustration.

"But they are not non-existent. Only you can access everything the organization has to offer. You are my heir..." I turned to Alana and smiled warmly. I saw her roll her eyes.

"My ability! If I'm in battle, then there won't be anyone able to outwit me!" Alana commented and twisted her mouth.

"I've seen Hope overpower you a few times, Al." My sister threw her hands up.

"Okay, I'll stay at HQ. I'll take care of the organization here and manage the battles around here..." I took her face in both hands and kissed her forehead.

"I knew I could count on you," I said and felt a punch in the stomach, but I laughed.

"But try not to die!" Alana hugged me tightly. "I'm going to hate having to take over..."

I returned the hug and took a deep breath.

"I'll do my best," I said and closed my eyes.

Alana is not my blood sister or an original, but I consider her my family, she was someone I saved from being burned next to the temple of Isis when the Roman Empire banned all other religions.

I saw her capacity for destruction and also the guilt she carried because she was killing those who wanted her dead. Alana could be considered a human if only considering her birth, but her powers were far greater. Even though she cultivated Isis, it was Aphrodite who looked upon her, who had blessed her with a divine beauty and instead of using it for her gain, Alana had dedicated herself to the worship of Isis and to keeping herself pure.

When the Roman warriors attacked the temple, Ares could not let the human his Beloved cared for die, so he blessed her in that instant with the gift of knowing a weapon just by touching it.

Seeing her covered in blood, crying on her knees amidst the many bodies, guilt oozing from every pore, he knew he would protect her and teach her. It took Alana a while to understand what was going on since she worshiped the Egyptian gods, but they are the same Greek gods, with slightly different names.

"Sister..." I whispered. "You're ready to take over... I know it and you know it too... I've been wanting to retire for years, but you always say you don't want to take over and I gave you as much time as I could, but now I need you to not run away anymore."

"Marcus." Her voice sounded low and somewhat shaky. "I'm just afraid of losing you. I know that the path you have chosen is the one that is making you happy... I had seen your smile fade at Richard's last breath, that day I heard him say that he would not go through that again, to see his descendants die."

My sister turned away and looked at me intently.

"You closed yourself off, you still treated everyone very well, but you didn't let anyone get close enough to give you a family. I saw Hope bring back your smile, your will to live and carry on... So, I'm afraid of what will happen when Hope dies, whether in battle or out." Alana.

"I understand, I don't know if I'll be able to stand being on this plane either if she's not... I talked a few times to the others about how I felt like I was just an observer and that I'd survive without Hope, but then the Festival happened and in it, I realized that she's my life, she's the reason I want to fight and even accept Lestat." I commented and leaned against my desk.

"It was for her that I did this, I felt the spark of Dionysus's divine will, but in the end, it was her request, her soul, that made me accept Lestat..." I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. "That girl has achieved something I never thought I'd see... Bringing many races together to fight one enemy... Even in World War II, I didn't see it happen so peacefully."

"Hope has made alliances with the Lady of the Lake, the Dragon Lord, the Lycan Prince, the Vampire King, and the ruler of the Hunters." Alana continued my lines.

"Ah, if it were only that..." I gave a low laugh and opened my eyes. "You haven't seen the vines that are all over her body... Hope has struck an alliance between beings that should be extinct or forgotten in the Void by now."

"So, you think..." My sister started to speak, but I made a slight head motion and she fell silent.

We know that some things should not be said and if possible, not even thought about.

"That's why I need you to take over, even if I survive." I finally spoke and saw my sister nod.

"I will take your place, my brother." Alana as she finished speaking sealed the oath and the air around us became suspended several golden feathers appeared and then went towards her, surrounding her and finally leaving etched on her back a tattoo of several wings.

"Thank you." I thanked her and then concentrated and soon I'm in the temple of Dionysus.

I passed through those chambers and corridors, without getting lost and went directly to the room where Hope was, I opened the door and laid her on the bed messing with her cell phone. The sun was beginning to set.

"So, you mean that while we're working, you stay here in your room playing games?" I asked and closed the door.

"Of course, I've already done my part." The voice of the woman I chose echoed with a laugh. She hadn't even lowered her cell phone to look at me.

"I keep wondering if you do this on purpose... But then I already know the answer, which is yes." I spoke in a more authoritative tone and noticed her body tensing up. "Did I not teach you well?"

I saw the woman drop the cell phone and look at me, she knows what I want and what I expect, so I see her move, getting off the bed, coming towards me with her head down and kneeling at my feet. She's wearing a black T-shirt with gold detailing, and navy-blue shorts and I know that's all she has.

"Sorry, Master." Her voice sounded low. I reach out my hand and lightly stroke her head.

"It's okay, for the whole situation I won't punish you for it," I commented and noticed her relaxing. "How was your day after the meeting?" I asked calmly, even though I had a good idea of how it had been, I still wanted to listen to her.

"Lestat stayed with me after you guys left... I talked to him about the timing of entering the battlefield, a little about the tattoos that cover my body, he wasn't too pleased that I didn't say much about it." Hope's voice is low, and I sense a hesitation from her.

"And what did you talk about?" I ask, forcing her to continue, without stopping my caressing of the top of her head.

"That I don't want to talk about it," Hope whispered and I sighed.

"And what else?" I continued with the question.

"He wasn't very pleased and then he punished me..." I felt her shudder and her scent increased.

"I see." I stopped petting her head and walked away, heading towards the window, seeing the curtains half open.

"Master..." Hope's voice is a thread.

"And how was this punishment?" I asked, running my hand through the reddish fabric, not mad about the whole situation, but the good thing about this game was that Hope didn't know about it.

"He put me on the table, penetrated me with two fingers, even though I wasn't wet." Her voice quivers, just as her scent begins to rise. "Then he kept teasing me."

"Teased you how?" I interrupted her, to find out more details. This game is what turns me on, knowing that with me Hope is submissive, without me having to force her. I know she loves to be punished, that she loves to be hunted... But even though we always played the game, invariably Hope would submit with me.

"He kept telling me what I wanted... that I wished you could see him touching me too."

I know full well that this turns Hope on, she's a natural exhibitionist and so I grinned sheepishly. I wonder if it was Lestat who had noticed that first.

"And did you want to?" I forced the answer. I don't need to be anywhere near her to know she had turned red. Knowing that with me she has this somewhat more innocent way is wonderful.

"Yes and no... I wanted that moment for us, but just imagining you seeing me like that." If I didn't have sharp hearing, I know I would have missed that declaration from the woman's mouth.

"I can hear you still... Your smell is rising, will it be easy to slip my finger inside you?" I pulled the other curtain a little further, watching the movement outside.

There are many looking at that place, either because they were curious or because they had been sent to guard the temple. I smiled ironically.

"Yes, Master," Hope answered me.

"Stand up, take off your clothes, turn around and come to me," I ordered as I positioned myself in the middle of the window.

Hope's breathing began to quicken, and I didn't have to turn around to know she was shaking with anticipation. It wasn't long before she reached my back a little more, I can see her by the reflection of the glass.

"Walk past me and open the window." My tone didn't change, it remained controlled and calm. But I'm also loving this anticipation of the game.

"Master?" Hope asked to be sure of my order, I smiled and saw her swallow dry, then obeyed me, her movements are slower, and her body is shaking.

I place my left hand on her waist before she pulls away and I leave her right in front of me. I can feel the evening wind passing by my face and that made her shiver.

"I don't need to tell you that there are a lot of eyes on you right now," I whispered, without moving. "How do you feel?"

The girl's body trembled slightly, and her skin was all goosebumps. We had done something like this before, but I had chosen the people she would expose herself to but now it was different.

"I..." Hope took a step back, and I held myself in place, letting her feel the warmth of my body and that I'm here with her.

"I'm here..." I whispered.

"I don't know."

Hope finally answered me and I ran my left hand up the side of her body and cupped it below her breast and made a slight upward motion, making that breast rise a little and Hope's breathing quickened.

"Are you sure?" I asked and finished moving my hand up to wrap around her breast, leaving the nipple between my index and middle fingers. And then I let out a low laugh. "Oh, I see." I began to squeeze her breast. "I am your Master, if I want to share with you I will... If I want to have you all to myself, I will... Right now, you belong to me... All others are just secondary characters."

As my words echoed, my right hand went to her neck and let my energy flow, making the collar I had given her appear, it's not an item like any other, in fact as my energy flowed, those watching could identify circular patterns and fluids passing through Hope's body. These patterns collide at her neck, to form a necklace with shapes resembling wings, in a whitish tone with a slight golden glow.

Hope's sigh and then her relaxation was enough to make me happy. She was worried about what the others would think of her being so exposed, but right now they had no say, they had their moments and their demands... Now it was her and me.

"How are you feeling?" I asked and lightly brushed my mouth over the tip of her left ear.

"Very well, thank you, Master," Hope replied and I lightly pinched her nipple and heard her moan low.

"Good... If those who are watching, you want a show..." I bit the tip of her ear above it. "Let's offer a show."

She opened her lips and let out a muted moan.