A/N: since a lot of people are asking, I guess I can address it here. I write through as thru because I feel like it. It is a habit of mine that I don't intend to break. Hopefully that helps! All other mistakes and typos are done unintentionally. I am not an editor, so my stories will have mistakes. I will try to fix them as I catch them. Thank You all for supporting my stories.

Chapter 6

Bonnie managed to get thru her Gram's' funeral with the support of Damon and Stefan. They were her rocks. She couldn't ask for better friends. Her mother didn't show up, and her father left shortly after. He agreed to let Bonnie live with Damon, and Stefan because he wanted to sell the apartment Bonnie had called home her entire life. A tear fell from Bonnie's eye when her father kissed her goodbye, and handed her a large envelope that contained several credit cards, information on her trust fund, and at least 10,000 dollars in cash. Bonnie had a feeling that she would never see her father again.

"By Daddy." Bonnie whispered to her father's retreating back.

Damon hugged her tightly to his chest while she cried. He had been so sweet to her, so loving…. That was three months ago though.

Now Damon was back to being a possessive, arrogant, jackass. They were currently discussing her going to Kol's back to school bash since she missed his end of year celebration. Well, Damon discussed. Bonnie just sat quietly, and rolled her eyes every time she thought he wasn't looking. Damon caught a glimpse of her attitude out of the corner of his eye, and stalked toward her. Bonnie sat up straighter in her seat as Damon reached out to grip her chin. He always did that. Her lack of eye contact irritated him, he found it disrespectful.

"You're not going!" He ordered.

Bonnie simply nodded. There was no point arguing with Damon. He always made sure she knew who was in charge. She only ever felt in control one time with him, the morning after her grandmother died. He let her have total control of that encounter, but he never allowed it again. He made her share his room, even though their apartment had three other bedrooms. He told her when to go to bed, what to wear, and who she was allowed to hangout with…. which was pretty much just him and Stefan. She even had to ask permission to go anywhere. Damon was taking his "guardian" role too seriously, and Stefan was no better. She went from having no father-figure, to having two overnight.

Except real father-figures don't fuck you every way imaginable the way Damon did. He made sure she was on her knees, or back at least twice a day to please him. Damon trained her well in the art of pleasing a man. She fucked and sucked like no other, and the best part was that she had no idea how good she was. And even better than that, no one whose name was not Damon Salvatore would ever know.

"Bonnie!" Damon called from the bedroom.

Bonnie rolled her eyes before pausing her movie to go to him. She was getting an early start on lounging since she was forbidden from going to Kol's party. She planned to watch sappy movies, and eat crappy food all night. She turned her movie on when Damon and Stefan excused themselves to get ready for the party. She was halfway thru it when Damon called from his room. She knew what he wanted. He never yelled for her unless he wanted her on her knees.

"Yes Damon?" Bonnie played coy while standing in the doorway of their bedroom.

Damon reached past her to shut and lock the door. No other words were exchanged. Damon freed his erection from his pants, and Bonnie dropped to her knees to please him. She deep-throated him like a porn star. It only took six minutes to bring him to completion. He exploded in her mouth, and Bonnie swallowed every drop. Yep, he taught her well. Damon threw his head back for several seconds before gesturing for her to stand.

"Good girl." Damon huffed out before kissing her passionately. His hands slid down to her ass, and he squeezed. "Don't wait up for me." He said, effectively dismissing her. "You know these parties can get wild."

"No, I don't know." Bonnie sassed under her breath while exiting the room.

Damon caught her arm, and spun her around to face him. "What did you say?"

Bonnie's shoes suddenly became very interesting. "I…"

"My eyes are up here Bonnie!" Damon warned.

Bonnie brought her eyes up to meet his gaze. "Do you have something you want to say to me Bon Bon?" Damon asked, tone unpleasant.

Bonnie shook her head. "No." She whispered timidly.

"That's what I thought." Damon said adjusting his zipper, and belt.

Bonnie checked her attitude, and made her way back to the sofa. She was angry, but she didn't want to upset Damon. Damon, and Stefan were all she had left. She couldn't risk losing either of them, especially Damon. She enjoyed sleeping next to him every night. He made her feel safe, and wanted. No one had ever made her feel wanted before. She would continue to do all she could to please him.

"Lock the door behind us." Stefan said as he came out dressed to impress. Bonnie rolled her eyes, but still got up to do what she was told. It's a secure building with state of the art cameras, and a doorman for crying out loud. They knew everyone that lived in the building. What were they so worried about?

Two seconds after the Salvatore brother's left, Bonnie raided their liquor stash. If she couldn't go to the party… She'd at least know what it felt like to get a little tipsy. Damon would be out late, he most likely would never find out. And Stefan would more than likely stay the night with Elena, so Bonnie was in the clear. Three shots later, Bonnie was feeling a little more than tipsy. She heard the doorbell ring, and giggled because it startled her. She made her way to the door, flinging it open unnecessarily wide.

"Who are you?" She asked of the stranger holding a professional style camera.

"Name's Matt." The stranger said holding out his hand. "Donovan." He added. He looked her up and down hungrily. She was a very beautiful girl, even though she wore too big sweats and a hoodie.

Bonnie eyed the offered appendage warily before deciding to ignore it. Matt chuckled, but dropped his hand back to his side.

"I'm a friend of Elena's." He said "Her brother Jeremy said I might find her here?"

Bonnie raised a brow at this, so the stranger continued. "She said I could take pictures at her friend's party. I'm a photography major." He said, holding up his camera.

"I haven't seen her tonight." Bonnie offered. "But I'm sure she has joined Stefan at the party by now."

"Her boyfriend? Right?" Matt asked.

Bonnie nodded.

"Do you happen to have his number? Elena is not answering her phone."

"Sure." Bonnie said walking toward the coffee table for her phone.

"You're very beautiful." Matt complimented. "Mind if I take your picture?"

"Bonnie blushed. "Sure."

Matt started snapping. He joined her inside the apartment so he could get closer shots.

"So, can I get a name green eyes?" Matt flirted as he snapped another picture.

Bonnie smiled wide for him. She was a natural. The camera loved her, and Matt could see why.

"Bonnie." She answered.

Matt repeated her like he was trying to taste her name on his tongue. "Bonnie… It suits you. Means beautiful? Right?"

Bonnie shrugged her shoulders shyly, and Matt snapped a picture of her.

"So is Stefan your brother or something?" Matt asked.

Bonnie chuckled, clearly Matt has never met Stefan. "Or something." Bonnie sassed handing Matt Stefan's number. "The party is at the Mikaelson's… down on the fifth floor." Bonnie told him.

Matt kissed her hand, and bid her farewell. "Hope to see you again Beautiful Bonnie."

Bonnie blushed again, and blew him a kiss as he walked out of the door. Matt snapped one last picture of her before she closed and locked the door. Matt flirting with Bonnie did stroke her ego a little bit. It was exactly what she needed. She cleaned up, showered, and went to bed feeling good about herself.

Matt found the party with no trouble at all. Elena was hard to find though. She was hold up in a dark corner, tonguing down a man Matt assumed was Stefan. Matt reluctantly approached the passionate couple, and cleared his throat.

"Matty." Elena squealed. "You came."

Matt laughed. Elena had been drinking, that much was obvious.

"Take our picture." Elena demanded, kissing Stefan on the cheek.

Matt began snapping away, until he heard a familiar voice call his name.

"Matt what are you doing here?"

Matt turned toward his sister's voice. She was approaching him, hanging on the arm of someone he didn't recognize. His sister danced in a high-end gentleman's club. Her hobby was attending any functions young, rich men would be. She was trying to land a rich husband. The problem was, she was going about it the wrong way. Like their mother, Vicki Donovan slept with any rich man that looked her way.

Matt offered the man his sister was hanging all over his hand. Damon shook Matt's hand and introduced himself.

"Matty is my little brother." Vicki spoke up.

"And you are?" Stefan asked.

"This is Vicki." Damon answered. "Donovan. And Vicki this is my brother Stefan, and his girlfriend Elena."

"And Matt is my photographer friend I was telling you about." Elena told Stefan.

Matt then shook Stefan's hand. "I stopped by your place before coming here. I had the pleasure of meeting your….?" Matt trailed off hoping someone would fill him in on who the gorgeous green-eyed girl at the Salvatore apartment was. When no one spoke up he continue. "...the Beautiful Bonnie."

"I'm sorry, what?" Damon asked icily. Although not vocal, Stefan's demeanor also changed.

Matt cleared his throat, but refused to back down. "Is she a friend?" He asked Stefan.

"She's none of your business." Damon cut in.

"Damon!" Elena scolded.

"No he's right Elena. Bonnie is not his concern."

"And she's yours?" Elena practically yelled. "Or his?" She added, pointing to Damon.

"I'm confused." Vicki said. "Who is Bonnie?"

Matt fiddled with his camera for a moment before handing it to his sister. "Bonnie!" He pointed out. "Those eyes are breathtaking."

Vicki giggled. "She's very beautiful Matty. I can see why you like her."

Damon snatched the camera out of her hand. He scanned thru the pictures of Bonnie, and saw red! This scum was in his house alone with Bonnie? She allowed him to take photos of her, flirty photos? He handed the camera to Stefan before heading for the exit. Stefan took a few seconds to look at the photos before tossing the camera back to Matt, and rushing to the exit after Damon.

"What?" Elena asked confused. Matt and Vicki both shrugged.

Bonnie was jolted from her slumber by two strong hands hauling her to her feet by her shoulders. The snug grip on her shoulders tightened, and shook her violently.

"Have you lost your mind?" A highly inebriated Damon seethed.

Bonnie blinked rapidly trying to clear her mind of sleep, confusion, and the beginnings of a slight hangover.

"Calm down Damon!" Stefan cut in before Bonnie had to formulate a response.

Damon ignored his brother, but his grip on Bonnie loosened. "Why does some stranger have photos of you?" Damon yelled. "Photos taken in this house?"

Bonnie was scared. She'd never seen Damon this worked up before. She quickly looked over his shoulders to Stefan, hoping for a lifeline. But Stefan too was waiting for answers.

"I…" Bonnie started, but was cut off by Damon.

"You what?" He boomed.

"I didn't do anything." Bonnie cried, tears streaming down her face. "He just wanted Stefan's number. He asked if he could take my picture. I didn't know…"

"Know what? That I would find out?"

Bonnie dropped her gaze to her feet because he was right. She didn't think he would find out, and maybe she felt like being a little rebellious. Damon gripped her chin tightly to bring her eyes back to his.

"I'm sorry." Bonnie squeaked out, managing to tug at Damon's heart strings.

"Bonnie do we really need to tell you how dangerous it is to let a stranger in the house?"

"No." Bonnie admitted, finally escaping Damon's grip to sit on the foot of the bed.

"Stay away from him!" That surprisingly came from Stefan. "Young men like that only want one thing."

Bonnie rolled her eyes. "I'm serious Bonnie." Stefan continued while Damon stared on stoically. "We will hurt him if we have to."

Bonnie's eyes widened as she looked from Damon to Stefan, both brothers with the same frightening look on their faces. "Okay." She whispered "It won't happen again."

With a satisfied nod, Stefan left the room closing the door behind him. Damon on the other hand, was still unhappy. "Get undressed, and wait for me." He said while making his way toward the shower. "You seem to need reminding of who you belong to."

Bonnie quickly stood, nervously divesting herself of her skimpy sleepwear. But she couldn't help the excitement that flooded her. She would be lying if she said she did not like when Damon got like this. The sex would be rough, and she would walk funny the next day, but God she loved the way it made her feel. Submitting to a man like Damon had it's perks. He never failed to bring her to completion, leaving her a quivering mess of climatic nerves. The reward far outweighed the punishment. She had learned to enjoy her pleasure with pain. Still, she never knew what to expect from Damon… so she was on edge.

When Damon stepped out of the bathroom, Bonnie was standing in the far right corner of the room completely naked. Her head was down, and her hands were intertwined behind her back shyly. She was the epitome of submissive...just the way he liked her. Damon had never participated in a Dom/Sub relationship before, but Bonnie made him want to. He had no idea what it all entailed. He just let his natural aggressiveness take over whenever he was with Bonnie. Tonight would be no different. She needed to be reminded of who she belonged to.

"Where are my eyes Bonnie?" Damon asked. She was being disrespectful again.

Bonnie lifted her head slowly to meet his gaze. She took in his appearance appreciatively. He stood several feet away from her, clad in nothing but a white towel wrapped low around his waist.

"Who do you belong to Bonnie?"

'What?' Bonnie thought. 'Is he serious right now.'

Bonnie had no clue how to answer that, so she kept her mouth closed. It was the wrong move because it ignited something in Damon. His eyes darkened, his shoulders straightened, and he stalked toward her. Bonnie was terrified. She made a move to step back, but his words stopped her.

"Don't you dare move!" He boomed.

Bonnie froze, allowing him to stand toe to toe with her.

"Get your ass on that bad!"

Bonnie swallowed hard. This was new. Damon was never this demanding before. It confused, and excited her. She nearly ran to the bed. She nervously sat at the edge of the bed, and slid back slowly. Damon caught her by the ankle, and chuckled.

"Not like that." He teased.

In one swift motion he flipped her over onto her belly, and swatted her derriere hard. Bonnie yelped and tried to reach the stinging sensation in order to sooth it, but Damon caught her tiny hands in his. He trapped them above her head, and entered her without warning.

"Aaahhhhh Damon?" Bonnie choked out. She was paralyzed, and could hardly breath.

"Who do you belong to Bonnie?" Damon whispered into her ear.

"You?" Bonnie guessed, praying she was right because Damon rock hard and unmoving inside of her was torture. He swatted her ass again, causing her to squeal.

"And I'm about to show you how a real man fucks!" He pulled himself out of her before slamming back in.

Bonnie squealed again, so he continued to taunt her. "And after tonight…" He slammed into her again. "...you'll be ruined for anybody else!" He began pumping at a steady pace causing Bonnie to moan in pleasure. He knew just how to work her body. She was lost in ecstasy. Damon's thrust became more frantic, more powerful.

"Your pussy belongs to me Bonnie. Do you understand that?"

Bonnie nodded, so Damon slapped her ass again. "Say it Bonnie. Say who your pussy belongs to."

"You." Bonnie said breathlessly. "It belongs to you."

Her ass was near raw, so she cried out when he slapped it again. "Say my name Bonnie." He demanded.

"Damon." Bonnie moaned. "I belong to you Damon."

Damon nipped at her earlobe as he continued to fuck into her. "Good girl." He whispered. "Don't ever forget that."

Bonnie nodded frantically as Damon's hand snaked around the front of her to rub her clit. Bonnie climaxed with a load moan. Her body shook violently, and she had tears in her eyes. Once Damon spilled his seed inside of her, he wrapped her up in his arms protectively before positioning them for bed. Bonnie was exhausted. All she wanted to do was sleep. Before her tired eyes closed, Damon kissed her on the crown of her head.

"I'll never let you go." He said. A chill ran down Bonnie's spine. His declaration unnerved her.

A/N: Damon and Bonnie are enjoying each other. Bonnie is young. She doesn't know what a healthy relationship looks like, so she is content with what she has... for now!

And what's up with Stefan?

Matt likes Bonnie, He will come on to her, but I have no clue if she will be receptive. I also have no idea if Damon will change. We'll see where the story takes me.

Let me know what you would like to have happen.