Black Velvet
Chapter 10 - Sassy Sub (Party part I)
R-M Mature, Sexual Themes, language
*I'm so Sorry about the late update. I honestly needed to cut over 6000 words out of this chapter. LMAO! Sorry. That would've been intimidating to ever read. Anyway, please enjoy this chapter. Its PART ONE of the party!
Bonnie had been setting everything up at Elijah's house all week. She hired her team from THE Review, since the fire marshal shut their building down a few days. After the night of the fight, Bonnie had several calls and texts from Damon, that she'd been avoiding. The last conversation they had, made her fear the feelings she was developing for him. Her emotions were developing strongly, and she feared it, because he was the first man since Kol she'd ever had feelings for. But knowing he left that night, to go and be intimate with Andie, was probably what hurt her more. She called him that night to apologize, but he ignored her calls. She knew why. She knew it was because he was with Andie. So, when he called her the next day, she refused to be second fiddle to a woman, who used him. Because of that, she received accidental, meaningless, cunnilingus from her husband. He was drunk, she was angry, and somehow, his tongue was the answer to her prayers that night.
oOo Bonnie's POV oOo
I know what you're thinking. Stupid woman. Why let the man who cheated on me, stick his tongue in my pussy? Let me explain my logic to you. He fucked up with me. The moment he stuck his cock in the little slut, April, I made it a point to never let him stick his cock inside of me again. I meant it. But for whatever reason, he owes me. Orgasms to be exact. Four nights ago, that man, the devil with blue eyes, lit my fire and then through his own point-proving intentions, blew me off. I couldn't believe it. This man, who claims to be dominant, with control issues, has definitely tried flipping the switch on the wrong woman. Two can play that game. I've let him fuck with my, that's right I said it. Fuck, I let him fuckwith my head. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. If only he could hear me now, and my filthy, disgusting mouth. I mean, are you kidding me? His cock was digging into me so far, I thought we were fucking. Excuse my language, this man actually had me cut back on cursing, when he got into my head. How fucking dare he? Blue eyes! Blue eyes my ass. Pink lips? Fuck his pink lips. His hands, gripping me, like I was his? We'll see if I ever... let him touch me again.
Fuck my life, I hate his ass!
oOo
"Mrs. Mikaelson, should I-"
"Please, sweetie, I started asking the girls to call me Ms. Bennett a while ago. I prefer that."
"Oh, okay, I'm sorry. I had no idea you were separated." Davina stated. She had almost forgotten, her boyfriend got her this job, through, his sister. She didn't know details of April and Kol's "friendship" she just knew they knew each other, and that Kol, in some way wanted her to give access to Caleb, so he could keep an eye on Bonnie. But in the mere four days Davina had worked with Bonnie, her mentor, she fell in love with the business woman, the successful graduate of her alumni, and the opportunity. She didn't want to hurt Bonnie in any way.
"We aren't separated, technically. I just, started the business as a Bennett, and once I became Bennett-Mikaelson, it confused some of my clientele. I'm just going back to what most of my clients call me."
Davina just smiled and nodded. She admired the hell out of Bonnie and Kat. All she wanted to do, was be on their good side. And get as much real world experience as she could. "I was going to ask you if I should put his box on the bed for you?"
"Where'd that come from?"
"It was a delivery for you. Someone dropped it off about twenty minutes ago, but you were showering, so I didn't want to disturb you."
"Okay. I'm going to open, it before I get dressed, if you don't mind laying my dress out for me."
"Sure. I'll go get it." Davina left the room and headed to get the dress in the fancy bag. As Bonnie opened the beautiful gold box in front of her with a white ribbon. She gently tugged at the ribbon and opened the box. When she lifted it she was lit with a large smile, by three dozen coral colored roses. It reminded her of the coral dress Damon had brought her. She lifted one of the roses and smelled it. It was fresh and perfectly grown, small and only opened for about one day. This must have been Kol's thing go kiss up to her. He finally gets something right. She proceeded to finish getting ready and another box, matching the other box was brought up to her. Only this one was bigger and when she opened it, she pulled out a dress. A pale pink dress. The party theme was for the men to wear black and white and for the women to wear any shade of pink. So, she held up a long pale pink dress. It was backless, because well, everyone knew she liked backless dresses. It was fitted up top with a high neckline and a choker finish, but left the entire back open. Once it hit the hips, it fanned out. She was speechless. She was going to wear a hot pink mini dress. Someone had other plans for her.
"That is absolutely gorge." Davina gushed.
"Can you help me try it on? I'm not even sure it will fit."
"Most def."
The two women stand there for about three minutes maneuvering and shimmying Bonnie's body into the sleek-fitting dress. Bonnie's jaw dropped at the fit.
"Just... WOW!" Davina said. "Someone knows your body, VERY well. That dress fits you like, it was made for your body."
Bonnie floated feeling no herself a bit. She strutted in the full-length mirror and looked at every curve of her body. Her back was sculpted for this dress. She couldn't rid her face of the smile the dress forced on her. She'd worn many beautiful things, but nothing, quite like this.
(Knock Knock)
"Yes?"
"Can I speak with you privately? Please?" It was Elijah.
They were interrupted in their admiration of the gorgeous, gown, and how it clung to Bonnie's body. "Come in." She said. "Davina, thanks for your help today. You can take off now. Enjoy your weekend."
"Thanks Ms. Bennett."
Elijah walked in shocked. "You look stunning darling. I'm literally in awe of you."
"Aww, thanks Lijah. I feel like a doll. I guess Kol has good taste after all." She looked at him as he gazed at her but she noticed he seemed nervous. "So, I take it you needed to talk to me, when you invited me to get ready here."
"Yes, dear. I just wanted to thank you. You've been a great bit of help to me and I'm not sure I could ever repay you enough. So here's a start." Elijah handed Bonnie an envelope.
"Lijah, what is this? It better not be money."
"Please just open it." He said with a straight face.
Bonnie was confused but opened the envelope. It was an envelope for an exceptionally large amount of money. "No. no. I won't take this. Elijah. Keep your money I love the twins. And the surprise you have planned for Kat is enough for me."
"Bonnie, dear... did you read the bottom of the memo?"
She looked at it, and it said future business endeavor. "I don't get it. I don't have any future business endeavors."
"Bonnie I haven't seen you this happy in a while. Damon tells me you do wonders with his renovation. And the way you put together this event, has me speechless. My house looks like a castle, fit for my queen. You catered the event, and planned it to the detail. It's clear these are things you thoroughly enjoy. I just wanted to be one of the first supporters when you decide to go rogue." He laughed.
"I can't accept this gift. This money. I just... I work hard because I'm a hard worker. I don't need payment from people I care about to do what I love. I'm sorry."
He was disappointed. "Okay, let's not call it a gift. Let's call it an investment. You won't accept my gift, I'll make it an investment for 1% of your business. Look at my face Dear Bonnie. I'm not sure if you realize I'm not taking no for an answer."
Bonnie didn't like accepting gift from people, let alone money. She's been working and supporting herself through college. She's been her biggest supporter for fourteen years. Not even her husband had control over that. She controlled everything, because she feared someone taking from her. "Elijah, I just... I have THE Review. I can't just abandon it."
"Bonnie it's possible to have more than one business. Hell, that's my life. Investing is money. Good money. Although I really don't want anything in exchange for this. But you're forcing me to turn a gift into an investment. Because I believe in you. Please. Your dreams, matter to me, if they don't to my brother. I'm an investor. I only invest in businesses that I know will succeed. Just look at me as a silent partner. In fact, so silent, I won't say a word."
She hugged him. "I don't know what to say, Elijah. Thank you for believing in me."
"Thank you for helping me."
"Stop. I'm more than happy to help. But what you can do, is show me "it" one more time. Please." Bonnie looked towards Elijah with a giddy school girl grin on her face. Elijah pulls a little box out of his pocket and opens it. "It, is gorgeous. Simply perfect."
"Go big or go home, right? You know Katarina wants everything BIG. I could not disappoint."
"Elijah, she will love this. She will probably bite back tears to avoid crying in front of everyone. None-the-less, she will love it, go home and cry to herself. But I'm sure a pure platinum band ring with a five-karat princess cut will do that to a girl."
"I guess we shall see what happens. Until then, drink and be merry." He hugs her and heads out of the room. "See you downstairs dear."
She smiled and he left her to look at herself some more.
oOo
"Well, well, if it isn't the lovely, Mrs. Mikaelson. The only other besides my sister and mother."
"Maybe not for long Klaus. Haley seems to be making an honest man of you." Bonnie smiles suggestively.
"Well, she tries, but, she is unbearably possessive, and I am not sure I can handle being married to a woman more possessive than I."
"Oh shut it Nik. I need a glass of champagne, and a break from your English charm. I came here for the alcohol, and Bonnie's delightful gourmet delicacies. Elijah told me you prepared the recipes and over took the kitchen of his personal chefs." Haley smiled, rolling her eyes at Klaus. "I have never been able to turn down anything Bonnie gets her hands on. Reminds me of back home."
"Why thank you Hales. And yes, I cooked, because Katherine is picky and she loves my food, and Elena also likes it, so it was easy to just makes some of their favorite French Delicacies. When we spent a semester in France they swore they were French."
"Well, love your hair, your dress, your make up… everything doll. You are fabulous. You are giving me Goddess vibes." Haley spoke kindly.
"Why thank you, and you look very statuesque yourself."
"Well, modeling finally paid off. I was beginning to think it would only get me this jack ass." She said pointing her thumb sides ways at Nik. He grabbed for Bonnie's hand and kissed it.
"I could eat you, if you weren't my brother's wife. Literally, I could devour you."
"Lesbehonest Bonnie, I bet you taste like cinnamon, don't you? I'd be willing to bet on it." Haley said licking her lips. "You know you're the only woman I'd let Nik kiss or invite to have a three way with us, that wasn't a total stranger. You are aware of that, right Bonnie?"
"I wasn't aware of it. But I should probably keep it in mind." She said as she blushed.
"Bonnie, have you ever been with a woman? I think you'd like it."
Haley and Nik were so open in their relationship. They weren't at all modest about it. Bonnie laughed, encouraging their forward behavior.
"I have not. I've actually never thought about it."
Klaus looked at Haley and smiled. "What's to think about, if you know how you like your pussy licked, imagine how another woman does it. Bonnie, I could make you-"
"Ahem. You two shouldn't encourage each other." Elijah said to Klaus and Haley.
"Indeed," Nik said. "She's is Kolson's wife, after all. Maybe I can't touch you dear, but what's wrong with a little" he puts his two hands together, in the shape of two V's and makes them touch at the center, symbolizing lesbian sex. "surely Kol wouldn't mind."
"Except, I'd have to interject there. I would kill my brother if he were to ever attempt to touch my wife in a way that made me question his loyalty to me."
"Ah, Kolson, I believe we have overstayed our welcome here. Let's head to the bar my love. There is much champagne to drink and the night is young." Nik leads Haley away and Kol admires his beautiful wife.
"You look stunning princess."
"Thank you for the dress and flowers. I must admit, I was surprised at your tastes. You've never shopped for me before. And the coral roses... I loved them."
Kol looked thoroughly confused. He thought maybe Elijah did it, to make him look better. Although it's not Elijah's style, he knew he didn't buy the dress and roses for Bonnie. Kol played along, pretending he gifted her with the extravagant gifts.
"Anything for you, love." He looked to Elijah and then hugged his wife. "Looks beautiful love, how did I not know, you were such an amazing event planner?"
She shrugged her shoulders, because truthfully, there was so much Kol didn't know about her. They begin mixing in with the guests. The party started as an eight-person dinner weeks ago, and eventually, became a large dinner party with all their close friends and family.
oOo
Everyone peels into the party in layers, Rebekah and Marcel, Elena, and Stefan along with Caroline, who was a last-minute invite with her date. The man from the club that Katherine was dancing with. "Oh my god." Bonnie said to herself.
She walked to Elena. "Did you know that man, was the one Kat was dancing with at the club last week, and you brought him here?"
"Bonnie, Caroline started dating a new guy recently and I had no idea who he was. Today is my first time meeting him. When I recognized him, I didn't say anything. Neither did he. He just, pretended not to know me. So, I am not sure what to do. On the one hand, Kat is my sister and I don't want to ruin our dinner. The other hand, Caroline is my best friend, and I don't want her to find out later and hate me. What do I do?"
"Your allegiance is to a drama free night Lena. So, keep your mouth shut about it. You and Kat can decide what is best later." Besides, Bonnie knew Kat hated Caroline, and her being here was going to be bad enough for Kat.
They were just waiting on the woman of the hour and one other couple.
"Bonnie, your hair looks amazing. You are giving me Caribbean Queen vibes tonight."
"Elena, you look beautiful too. That shade of pink suits your so well." Elena smiled as she received the compliment, holding the hand of her very special date. Elena was so distracted she neglected to introduce them.
"THE... Bonnie Bennett, huh?" He smiled.
"You must be, THE Stefan Salvatore? I'm Kat's best friend, she's probably told you."
"Actually, she has, but I've heard more about you from my brother."
"Oh, you don't say." She looked at him suspiciously.
"Why on Earth would your brother be speaking of my wife?" Kol asked with venom in his voice.
Stefan didn't expect it. He was at a loss of words. "I'm sure it's professionally, Kol." Bonnie said.
"Why would Damon Fucking Salvatore have a clue about my wife's professional business?"
"Why wouldn't I know about her professional business? Of course, I do." Damon said as he approached stealthily. "Kat has told me things about the business and I may have mentioned a few things to my brother when we hung out last week."
"Yeah, I was telling Stefan about what my sister does." Elena chimed in noticing the tension.
Damon and Bonnie look at one another very suspiciously garnering the attention of her husband. Damon observes Bonnie for the first time in the dress he sent her and he doesn't hide the fact that he's looking at her in her entirety. Kol took a heavy drink of champagne and took his tongue to the top of his teeth and sucked annoyingly to interrupt Damon admiring his wife. Bonnie noticed, and broke eye contact, to avoid furthering Kol's annoyance. He grabbed her by the arm and pulled her in for a kiss to the mouth. A soft, and long kiss to the mouth. He pissed her off, but she wasn't gonna cause a scene on Kat and Elena's day.
Damon cringed at the site and cleared his throat. Stefan took notice of his brother's annoyance, and Bonnie gave Kol a light nudge off her with her elbow. She cleared her throat and smiled demurely at everyone, feeling embarrassed by Kol's actions. Kol spoke, unashamed of his childish behavior. "Damon, I didn't know you were invited. Remind me, who are you related to?" Kol asked him underhandedly.
"Me? No one. My best friend, and his lady are dear friends of mine, and well, my presence was highly requested, because I'm just such a fun guy." Damon said. "Last I checked, Kat wasn't a big fan of you, so, why are you here? Certainly, not Elijah's moral support. Any advice he needs, he comes to me."
Kol glared as blue eyes rolled. "Uh fellas, play nice. We can all get along for the sake of celebrating the lovely twins." Bonnie said.
"Bonnie, I can't believe you did all of this. I swear if I ever get married I'd love you to be my planner." She said causing Stefan to roll his eyes.
"Thanks, I actually realized it gives me some sick, twisted form of pleasure to plan events and decorate. I love being able to see my thoughts come to life." At that moment, she caught Damon's eyes as he smiled, realizing she was brought to life by him having her help with his renovations. He'd awoken all sorts of passionate, desires inside of her. She realized it too at that moment that he was responsible for giving her back some life. She nervously looked away from him. "Anyway, thank you for coming. I'm going to check on the kitchen." She looked to them and smiled as she briskly walked past them. She felt Damon's eyes the entire way and he didn't hide it. "If you all follow me, I'll show you to the dining hall."
"Sure thing, sweet pea." He said and Kol grabbed him by his arm responding.
"Sweet pea?"
"Whoa, hey. Didn't your mother ever tell you the quickest way to get your ass kicked was to grab another man by the arm, like you have a problem?" Damon looked at him like a crazy man snatching his arm out of Kol's hand. Bonnie and the group turned around.
Kol spoke to the group, "It'll be just a minute, I need a word with Damon."
Bonnie grinned nervously and then headed towards the dining hall followed by the group. Caroline and her date off to a corner caught the group by eye and followed them.
"Sorry about that back there, Bonnie. As I was saying," Stefan pulled her to the side to talk to her, "my brother has spoken of you often, you're helping him with a renovation. I didn't mean to get you in trouble back there.
"No worries. Kol will be fine. He works a lot, so he just doesn't know I'm working with Damon. I kind of prefer to keep it that way."
"Sure you have my word. Just wanted you to know I'm happy to finally meet the woman I hear so much about. I've never seen him talk about a woman the way he talks about you." She paused and looked at him dumbfounded. "Anyway, I just thought you should know." He smiled and winked.
"Thank you, Stefan. And, thanks for coming." she said before nervously walking away.
Back to the other room, Kol was curious about Damon's sudden interest in Bonnie. "So mate, what's going on?"
"Why don't you try asking me that again, after you get out of my face!" Kol looked at Damon face to face, and laughed, before taking two steps back adjusting his jacket.
"My wife. You were staring at her like she was a piece of meat. Calling her sweat pea? I don't fucking appreciate it."
"What are you pissed about? Every man here is looking at her. She looks beautiful, I was admiring the dress. She's wearing it well."
"Don't admire it too closely. It's fucking disrespectful."
"Disrespectful?" He scoffed at Kol. "As disrespectful, as sticking my dick in a nineteen-year-old girl because I can't control my wife's orgasms?" Damon spit pure venom at Kol, because he wasn't having it tonight.
"What the bloody fuck did you say?"
"I said, if I disrespected her, by admiring her stunning beauty you must have stuck a knife in her back when you took a nineteen-year-old girl, dicking her down any and everywhere, all over your office, and blamed it on your wife, for you not being man enough to take care of business in the bedroom."
"You son-of-Bitch. At least I have a fucking wife to go home to every night? What do you have? Angry divorcees and bitter exes with nothing but desperation to call a man like you."
"Even if that were the case, a hundred women could pound my door down, I would make them all cum before you could even figure out where your wife's g-spot is."
"But, what about the fact that I'm the only man my wife has and will ever fuck? You will never know what it means to have a woman, give you all of her. Mind, body, soul. You will be lonely until your dick falls off." They were back in each other's faces, this time initiated by Damon. That remark angered Damon, but his thoughts were interrupted by a vivacious woman who was fashionably late.
"I'm heeeerreee." An interruption right on time of a certain boisterous twin, who was fashionably late, as suggested by Bonnie. "Oh my gosh, what the hell? What is this?" She asked in thorough shock.
Kol stops when he sees Kat walk in and Elijah embrace her. He looked at Damon with a heavy pause. Then speaks lowly, "Stay away from my fucking wife."
"Or else, what?" Damon twisted his face, at the challenge.
"Or else, I'll ruin your fucking life. Don't fuck with me Salvatore."
Damon smirked and as the young girl walked by with a spread of champagne, he grabbed one. And told Kol, "Kol, you might not want to grab one of these. I hear alcoholics have issues with impotence. Last thing you need is more issues, pleasing your wife." Then Damon held his finger up like an erection and made it go limp at Kol's expense, pissing Kol off. Kol sucked his teeth under his breath with bitterness and Damon walked away before he could retort.
oOo
Bonnie still annoyed with Damon for ignoring her calls, and their last words to each other, decided to be petty, when she was showing them where they'd be sitting. "So, Damon, it's nice to see you and your, plus one," she looked at Andie rolling her eyes, "could make it." He felt her eyes burning him, with agitation.
"Why wouldn't we, sweet pea?" He tried to remain amused.
"I don't know, maybe too busy fucking in hotels to answer phones or RSVP." Andie gasped, feeling embarrassed. "If not for Elijah I would've cut you out of the seating arrangement." Damon looked at Bonnie amused, but angered. He put his hand on her lower back and whispered in her ear.
"Bonnie, sweetie, can I talk to you privately?" He pursed his lips together. "Please!"
"No. I have a party to host. Maybe a few days ago I would've considered but today is one of those, nah, better notdays." She walked away, and he grabbed her possessively.
"Sugar, excuse us. Go, mingle." He demanded, then looked back at Bonnie, once Andie walked away. "Why are you being sassy?"
"Get used to it. I'm not going to let you mind fuck me tonight."
"Stop talking like that. Do I need to stick something in that mouth of yours, to keep you from letting those disgusting words come out?"
"Damon, you'd be so lucky to have my mouth on your dick. I'd suck you so good, you'd fall in love. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a party to host."
"If you keep it up, I'm going to take you to a room in this house, and spank you into submission." He said being exceedingly dominant.
"You're not my dom, Damon. Your, the "plus one's" dom."
"I beg to differ."
"You'll have to do ALOT more than begging to get back in my good graces." She said walking away from him, leaving him, pissed.
oOo
"Keeper, baby... this is beautiful. I can't believe you had this done for me."
"It wasn't all me. It wasn't me, actually. I asked a favor, from a friend, and this is what I got." He smiled looking around.
"Who did this? Bonbon?" He grinned. "No fucking way. She would do this. She's so, amazing. I'm going to kill her."
"Please don't kill, me, I need to wear the hell out of this dress tonight." Bonnie said walking up hugging best friend. "I also catered, so you better be hungry."
"No you didn't. What did you make?"
"Remember when we did a semester overseas? You and Elena were French for half a year. Yeah... your favorites."
"I can't stand you. Elena, did you know she did this?" Kat asked Elena who was standing a few feet away.
"No I just heard her. Bonnie, I'm so excited. I can't believe it. Back in the kitchen. I missed your food. You were the only one of us who could cook in college."
"Well, it's all in your favor tonight." She said, as Caroline walked up.
"Bonnie, great job."
It wasn't long before Kat was being heard talking to Caroline slightly obnoxiously.
"So Care Bear" She said obnoxiously … "I see you have a new man. Why don't you introduce us?"
Caroline looked at Kat like she was foreign, and hard to understand. "Uh, sure. Kat this is Tyler. Tyler this is Kat. Elena's twin. She and I go way back, you could say." Caroline smirked underhandedly.
Tyler looked nervously as Kat gave him the lusty eye in her drunken state. "Boy, do we go back, little Ty Ty. Did Caroline tell you how far back we go? How much we have shared in the past? And not so distant past?" She laughed at herself.
"Kat, seriously, this is not the time or the place." Caroline suggested, vehemently. But Kat after having several drinks and whipping her index finger out and into Caroline's face, proceeded to talk...
"Oh but I think it is. You want to know why, little Care-a-boo boo?" Kat taps Caroline's nose with her finger, making the blondes blood boil. "Because I have always wondered why the hell no one ever told you about yourself, and the fact that-"
"OOOHHWEE! Chile." Bonnie said as she rushed to Kat's side. "Baby girl, let's go ahead and get this dinner started." Then she looked at Elena for some help.
"Yeah, sounds good, let's all get to the dining hall and get our seating arrangements together." Elena chimed in grabbing Carolina by the arm. "Not tonight. I beg of you. Can you and my sister chill tonight? Please." She asked Caroline.
"Yeah, well, your sister better not be a raging bitch. Birthday or not, I will not tolerate disrespect Elena!" Caroline snapped quietly and Elena hurried her to her seat so she could be out of Kat's periphery.
oOo
After a few minutes, everyone is settled into their seats, Elijah made an announcement. "Good evening ladies and gentlemen. I would like to first give thanks to the woman who made this all possible tonight. Bonnie, has taken time out of her busy schedule to help me with the very tedious planning of this beautiful dinner party. She has worked hard, and I thank her for her tireless efforts. We wanted those of you closest to us here tonight. May you all enjoy the fine cuisine and dine and drink merrily. I have plenty of guest rooms if you decide to you need to stay the night. To Bonnie, thank you. To the twins. Dearest Katarina, and Elena. Happy Birthday. To friends and family, Salute."
"Salute." Everyone fell in. Somehow Haley and Klaus ended up next to Caroline and Tyler, instead of next to Kol and Bonnie. Now Damon and Andie were next to Kol and Bonnie, and Bonnie sat across from her husband and next to Damon. She was feeling the weight of the moment on her shoulders. After the toast, she put her hands into her lap and waited for the first course. She could barely eat, as she had helped cook. Damon watched her as she sat nervously.
He smiled and whispered, "Relax. You've done the hard part, so just try and enjoy yourself."
"Now you want to talk to me?" She said looking down pretending to be fixing her napkin in her lap. "That's funny."
They continued to talk under their breath to one another, hoping no one was paying attention.
"You can't hate me that much, you are wearing the dress I bought you." He smirked.
"What?" She asked in shock looking at him.
"Yes, Bonnie. Who else knows your body like me?" He asked. "Certainly not the alcoholic sitting across from you." He said dimly as Bonnie looked up at Kol and he was about to put another glass of champagne to his lips, second, maybe third time of the night. She didn't want to count, because she wanted to enjoy the night. Damon, again noticed her, stressing about Kol. "Kol, I know you and I had some words earlier, but in all seriousness, I'm thinking you should ease up on the champagne." Damon spoke lowly so that no one could hear him, and Kol swallowed the glass of wine in one large gulp.
"Thanks. I'll take that into consideration." Kol rolled his eyes, and had the waitress pour another glass. He then looked to his wife, "Princess, you look flushed. Should we leave?"
"No. I just need to get some food in my system." She slowly started eating her soup. Remembering how Kol lied about buying her the dress and roses.
"So this is called Soupe à l' oignon?" Andie asked.
"Just a fancy French word for French onion soup. It's not fancy, but Kat and Elena love it." Bonnie said.
"Bonnie, your hands work as beautifully as your mind. This food is delicious sweet pea. My stomach, thanks you." Damon told her lowly
"Why are you over-exerting yourself to talk to me suddenly?" She asked him, but was cut off by Elena.
"Bonnie l' niçoise était magnifique."
"What did she say Love?" Kol asked.
"She loved the salad. The niçoise is the salad."
"It's delicious. Princess, why didn't you eat any?" She looked at him and shook her head.
"Really, Kol? You have no idea why I didn't eat any of the niçoise? Did you notice anything about the niçoise?" Damon instantly recognized that the dish had seared tuna. He knew Bonnie didn't like raw fish. He remembered from his first meeting with Bonnie, when he got her some California rolls because Kat told him she hated sushi and raw fish. He looked at Kol, and put his head down. "Ten years Kol, and you have no idea.
"No, I don't. What am I missing?" He asked.
"She doesn't like raw fish." Damon said angrily, shocking Bonnie. She looked to Damon and he sipped his drink acting casually about it. "I mean, that would be my wild guess.
"Damon, I didn't ask you, mate, did I?" Kol asked. Bonnie shook her head at him. Kat was watching and noticed her friend's restraint.
"Bon, come here." Kat yelled.
"No. I really should eat something." At that point Kat stood up and walked to her best friend. "Come on. Let's go in the kitchen and help the crew with the next course."
"It's your birthday, sit down-
"No. Get up." Kat smiled sweetly. She pulled Bonnie by her arm, and walked into the kitchen. "Here." Kat pulled a joint out of her bra.
"That's so ghetto bitch." Bonnie laughed.
"Don't act like you don't want a hit." She lit the joint, and took a hit and handed it to Bonnie who took a hit. "Take a bigger hit bitch." Then Bonnie took a bigger hit. "Now, where's my stash?" Kat said as Bonnie watched her rummage through the cabinets.
"What are you looking for?
"My junk food stash. You know Lijah hates my junk food habit. I have to stash stuff around. Oh, here it is... Look. Flaming hot Cheetos, or funyions?"
"Ooh, I can't decide, both." Bonnie laughed
"Okay, now snickers, or twix?
"Uhh..."
"Both?" Kat asked
"Yea. I'm sorry. It's just been a while since I've had any of them." Bonnie's said grabbing a bag of chips and opening it and eating them wildly. "Mmmm.
"I told you, who needs an orgasm when you have a weed and food. We should hit up Taco Bell?"
"Bitch I hate Taco Bell. And I made you all that fucking French food. And I'm losing my mind over both Andie and Kol right now. And Damon, he's such a fucking prick sometimes." Kat was listening to her, but pre-occupied by all the food in front of her.
"You and Damon fighting?"
"Agh. Forget about it. I don't want to talk about it."
"Bon, the food is fucking bomb," Kat said licking her fingers. "B if I eat the way I want to out there, I'd be obvious. Elijah can't tell I'm high. Elena, has an idea, and everyone else is orgasming over the food so, I thought we could sneak in here a minute, eat junk. Take some food off people's plates. Namely, Caroline, Andie. Oooh look... let me try the Coq au vin, Por favor?"
Bonnie started cracking up. "Really, you're speaking French and Spanish? I'm so over you." She was shut up when Kat put the food in her mouth. "Oh my god. It's delish." Bonnie said eating her own food.
"Right, Bon you need to get back into cooking, or considering interior design. These are the things that make you happy. I mean, I love THE Review, it's been great to us, but... I miss fashion merchandising and marketing, and I've been reconnecting with some marketers about getting back in the industry.
"Really? You should go for it." Bonnie said as her high hit her.
"But WE birthed the business together and I'd hate to just end it."
They looked at each other and got sentimental. "Not tonight bitch. Tonight, we smoke and drink and eat. And maybe I'll slap Caroline, while you slap Andie.
Bonnie laughed. "No slapping tonight. Just good times. And please, no more smoking."
"Oh mon dieu!
"Hmm?
"Est-ce que soufflé au chocolat?
"Oui." She said smiling. Kat grabbed a small dish and two spoons handing one to Bonnie
"Bon appétit." They started eating
"Didn't we come in here to help serve?"
"Yeah. Serve ourselves."
"Okay, just checking." They shared and finished the soufflé, and after fifteen minutes a calmed down Bonnie headed out with Kat, and she was noticeably, happy. Something Kat could always do, was make Bonnie happy.
"By the way, Damon's has great tastes in dressing you."
"You knew about this dress?"
"I did. Don't tell me you didn't. He sent a note in one of the boxes."
"I should go back upstairs and try to find the note. I'll be back. If anyone asks, I'm dealing with the food."
"Okay, babe." Kat said, and Bonnie headed back to the room all her things were in. Damon, noticed her leave and asked Kat where she was going. Bonnie searched frantically through the boxes until she found an envelope, with a golden sticker sealing it shut. She opened it and it read:
For the Bell of the Ball
Good evening Sweet Pea. Kind of bold of me to send this, knowing you may not accept. I just thought that this would look beautiful on you. Notice I said it would look beautiful on because you make everything you touch look beautiful. I guess if you don't wear it, I won't be offended, but you would make me the happiest fellow at the "Ball." Anyways, the other day was the best day of my life. I am sorry for how I reacted to your concerns, and how I handled you so coldly. You deserve better from me. I never want to make you question yourself on the list of my priorities. Here is to taking my breath away, Schiavetto mio
Sincerest appreciation,
Maestro di Voi
Bonnie thought back briefly to the night after they left the beach as they stood outside of his car in the park parking lot. The fight they had and the way they left one another with hurt feelings and confusion. She felt immense guilt for how she treated him.
A knock on the door knocked Bonnie out of her elation. "I'll be right down." But the intruder cared nothing for her dismissal, as they walked in the room. "What are you doing up here?" She asked quietly. Without breaking eye contact he closed the door and locked it. He looked too tempting in his all black, and she wanted to attack him, but she held back.
He couldn't even speak. She took his breath away in the dress. So, she spoke again. While he walked slowly towards her, intimidating her.
"I just read the note. I have no idea why you- I mean, I don't deserve this." He put his finger to her lips.
"Shut up."
"Damon, I-"
"Don't. Talk. Do you have any idea, how frustrating your defiance is? How much that behavior, and that attitude out there, made me want to... teach you how to mind your maestro." He spoke sternly, but her defiance kept her in trouble. She moved his hand from her lips and tried speaking again.
"I'm not, your plus one. I'm not so desperate and hard up for a man that I need to feed his ego. You don't own me. You are not my-"
"What, Bonnie? I'm not your dominant counterpart? I'm not the man, who makes your pussy wet from merely looking at you?"
"Stop feeling yourself Damon. Stop assuming, that if I need dick, yours is the only one available."
His jaw ticked. And he gave her the kind of look, that let her know, she might have struck a nerve. Damon, pulled her to him and put his large hands over the skin of her back, giving her chills. He worked one hand up and unbuttoned the choker neckline. The top of the gown fell exposing her breast.
"How the hell did you do that?" She tried to put the dress back together, fidgeting around, while he was holding her body against his, to keep her still. "Damon, stop."
"No." His hands worked the zipper of the dress, pulling it off her. "You think I wouldn't have a dress, custom made for your body, that I couldn't easily remove?" He bore down a penetrating gaze forcing her to feel inadequate in strength. "I'm not sharing this night, with your attitude, and I think you need a lesson in submissive discipline."
(Knock knock)
"Princess, what are you doing?" Kol asked from outside of the door. Bonnie's pulse quickened, and Damon held her in a calm and controlling manner, not giving a damn about Kol.
"Tell him to leave." He whispered.
"Kol, I'll be down, okay."
"Let me in." He said trying to open the door.
"Make him, fucking... leave!"
"Kol, please! I said I'll be down. Just go finish eating. I made all of that food." She started breathing heavily as Damon pressed her body against the door, mere inches from Kol, and started sucking in her nipples. "Ohh, my... hmmmphh." She moaned.
"What the fuck, Bonnie, what are you doing?" He asked feeling annoyed. Damon gently bit her nipple forcing her to cry and bite back every noise she wanted to make.
"God! Kol, I'm just trying to fix my dress. The... the... zipper got stuck. Go downstairs and entertain people. Please!" She yelled.
"Fine. Hurry up and come back down." He said against the door. Bonnie being backed against the door, closed her eyes while Damon just put his nose to hers and acted as if he wanted to kiss her.
She leaned back and left her eyes closed refusing his intimidation, while he played with her nipples. She wouldn't calm down until she heard Kol's feet walking down the stairs.
She looked at him like he was crazy, but he didn't care. "You're fucking crazy!" He rolled his eyes.
"You're fucking right!" He picked her small body up, and walked her to the guest bathroom inside of the room. "Damon. I don't fucking think so." He yanked her to him, he was over her sassy mouth. He looked at her with no smile on his serious face.
"Listen to me, Schiavetto. I don't know who the fuck you think I am... but I'm not the man you married. You have been defiant. Now... I'm going to punish you. I'm going to punish you so hard you cum. Then you're going to tell me your sorry. And all will be right in the world again. Because I can't handle going any more days without talking to you." Then he shook her, in a sexually aggressive way, "Do you understand?"
She looked at him frightfully, but she didn't fear him. She quite liked his behavior, and wanted him to fuck her, but she knew he wasn't about to fuck her. She was about to be punished. "I understand." They were in a large bathroom with charcoal marble counters, and he stood her in front of the counter, and turned her towards the mirror.
"Put your hands on the counter top and spread them apart." She did as he told her. "Now, bend over." She bent over. "What did I tell you about wearing panties when I see you? No more panties, in my presence. Unless I give you permission, do you understand.?" She nodded her head.
"Words, Schiavetto. I need to hear you." He demanded.
"I understand." She wanted to tell him to lower his voice, so they didn't get caught, but she wasn't sure how to even make a request. "People are going to hear you."
"And?" He was challenged by her behavior, she frustrated him downstairs.
Bonnie said nothing.
"Good. Now, do I have permission, to punish you?"
"Damon, what about the contract?"
"Do I look like I give a fuck about a contract right now?" He said, fuck again. She bit her lip and shook her head no. "Words, Schiavetto!"
"No. you don't look like you care about a contract?" She put her head down letting her eyes get lost in the dark colored marble.
"Look at me." She looked up, and into his eyes through the mirror. "Do you want to sign a contract, right now? Because I will have one drawn up right now, for this one time, if it's what you really want. I won't do anything, you don't want me to." He spoke, sincerely. But he wasn't soft, or caring. He spoke with no emotion, and gave her the choice.
"No. you don't have to do that." She said beginning to breathe a little more carefully. He lifted his hand making her flinch, and when he didn't spank her, she bit her lip in shut her eyes in anticipation and fear.
"I'm going to spank you, Schiavetto. I'm going to spank you ten times. Every time I spank you, I want you to think about your defiant behavior, and promise me, you'll be a good girl. Do you understand? That's ten raw slaps to your flesh, ten promises, and ten times you will remember that your Maestro is in charge. Do you understand?"
"I understand."
He took his suit jacket off, slowly, bringing her fear and her anticipation to the surface, and Bonnie was wondering why, he was torturing her by taking his time. But he was known for his torture methods. "Do you have any questions Schiavetto?"
"I do actually. Is the reason, you didn't answer my call, four nights ago, because you were fucking that bitch downstairs?"
He looked at her wondering if she was serious, then he spoke. "Number one, watch your mouth. Number two...Do you really want to know the answer?"
"Yes, I do."
"Then yes. I was fucking her. And I saw your phone call, and I turned my phone off, the second your face popped up in my phone. Your face is a distraction."
"You have a picture of me?"
"I do. I took it the day I sat in my car watching you at the park before I got out. I immediately set it as your image on my phone. Any other questions?"
"Why did you fuck her, knowing we just spent that amazing day together?"
"Because, you were testing me and, I'm an asshole."
"You are." She agreed. "But it's okay, because I'm an asshole too."
"What do you mean?"
"When you didn't answer my phone call, after you worked me up and left me a pile of mush, I let my husband lick my pussy, while I played with myself, until I came."
Damon's face tightened with such disdain towards her, he watched her on full display right now. How could she do this to me? He wanted to leave her there, humiliated.
"What did you just say?" He glared at her.
"I said, that when I realized you left to fuck her, in my anger, I let my drunk husband eat my pussy. I haven't had sex in months. I'm a woman, and you did the unthinkable to me. I suppose you want to run now, right? You're done with me? This was too much for you, I get it. I won't apologize though. You've been fucking her all week. I overheard her talking to Haley. She's not very discreet, I thought discretion was in your contract. So, don't feel bad, Kol's licked my pussy every night this week. Serves you right. I'm not the woman to toy with Maestro."
"Hmm." He said angrily. "The man, who didn't know, why you didn't eat the niçoise. The man who doesn't know his wife hates raw fish. Even I knew that. But you, stupidly, let him lick your pussy." He was fuming. "I can't believe you." He said. How could he be angry? He knew she was pushing his buttons. He made it known he was disgusted. "I can barely look at you." He said with disgust. But she wasn't about to deal with his lack of understanding. She removed her hands from the counter top and began to walk away.
"Where are you going? Get back here!"
"No, I have a party to host, and you have some insecurities to let go of."
"I'm not insecure." He said walking into her face.
"Coulda fooled me." She said not backing down.
Then he grabbed her by her face and planted the most, rough, and greedy kiss on her mouth. A thing he said he doesn't do. There was nothing sweet or loving about it, because he was smart, and he knew how to play a tactical game. He kissed her to break her walls, and take down her defenses. Then he turned her body around and bent her over the counter again, roughly, placing her hands spread apart, and told her angrily, "I want you to watch yourself as I punish you!"
He wasted no time.
SMACK!
"Ahhh." She screamed, then covered her mouth so no one could hear her. It was painful and erotic at the same time.
"Uncover your mouth, you owe me some promises." He spit out. "One." He said.
"I promise, I'll be a good girl."
Her confession about Kol, made punishing her, easier.
"Who's Maestro?"
SMACK!
"Two."
"You are Maestro. I promise to be a good girl."
SMACK!
"Oh fuck!" She bit her lip in pain.
"You don't have permission to use foul language. Three! Your my good girl tonight, understand?"
"Yes, I promise to be a good girl tonight."
SMACK!
"You're fucking right you will." He said the "F" word. She was at a loss of words, she loved his foul mouth. "No more fucking defiance!"
SMACK!
"I promise to be a good girl." She watched her face as she took his spanking. She was getting more and more aroused at the entire ordeal. His face, her face, his hand, her need for his touch.
Every time his hand touched her flesh, leaving a stinging sensation, she bit her lip, clenching her muscles. By the time he got to the eighth SMACK, he felt her dripping wet pussy, and suddenly everything was right in his world again. He could smell her sweet arousal, and his dick got hard. He smacked her twice more, and she made two more promises as her voice began to crack. Neither of the two cared if anyone heard them. They were lost in the moment, of each other, and in that moment, no one else existed.
Bonnie was out of breath. He spanked her, and it reminded her of the first time he spanked her, and how she went home and masturbated. She knew she had to repeat that again, or she thought, until she felt his fat tongue caress her swollen kitty. "Oh my god!" She began crying tears of joy. His tongue wasn't even inside of her, it was just licking where she was swollen and throbbing for his touch, until he started flickering it back and forth over her clit. He used his fingers to spread her apart and started sucking and slurping her juices like she was a pineapple. "People are downstairs. Oh, my God is that your finger? Fuck."
He smacked her pussy. "What did I say about your mouth?"
"I'm sorry. I'm a good girl. Oh... my... fusjdnfndifjfnncjdjdnd.." Bonnie felt the most glorious tongue action, he surely put Kol to shame. She was stuttering, incoherently. She might have been drooling too. Her hands gripped the flat, surface with nothing to hold onto and when she felt him put his entire neck into it, her head collapsed onto her forearm. He was gifted in the department of pussy, she had no idea how she'd ever be able to let him fuck her, with the way he moved his tongue and hands, she could live off those orgasms for weeks at a time.
Bonnie was held in euphoric suspension. Two hands spread her, while his gloriously, hardworking tongue worked her as if she was honey. He didn't just eat her, he was savoring the taste, and making love to her kitty kat as if he was put on this earth to eat pussy. Occasionally his fingers would gently rub her in a circulatory motion, then she could hear him lick her taste off his fingers. Bonnie was the guitar, and he was strumming her, in with a slow and steady melody. It didn't take long before she felt herself hitting her peak. She put her hands against the mirror and let him tongue fuck her to paradise. She bit her bottom lip to cope with the massage he was giving, while her face twitched awkwardly. She blinked for what felt like a hundred times before her body shook her into a temporary coma. Bonnie collapsed over on the bathroom counter top, with no energy, to use her muscles. He stood up, kissing and gently nibbling her entire body the whole way up. While she was temporarily weakened, he picked her up, and carried her to shower.
She was weak, but knew they needed to get back to the party. "We've been gone for like thirty minutes. I can't shower. Everyone is going to know what happened."
"I don't care who knows, I ate your pussy and spanked you. That was the highlight of my week. Damon grabbed her earlobe, with his teeth gently pulling, before he kissed her neck. "Your pussy's my favorite thing in the world. I already know how you feel when you cum, on both my mouth and now my hand. You came hard baby. So fucking hard, my dick got hard." Bonnie wasn't used to hearing him talk so crassly. She wasn't used to him being so, attentive. Her arms wrapped around his neck while he kept being tender with her.
"Damon, what are we going to tell everyone?"
"Relax, Katherine promised to keep everyone entertained." He said.
Side note: remember to kill best friend, she thought.
"You kind of kissed me on the mouth, Damon."
"I know I did."
"That's kind of, against your rules, isn't it?" He turned the warm water on, and tested it until it was perfect for her body.
"Sometimes, I break rules for you, if you haven't noticed." Damon gently stood her body up and began washing her. She was shocked he was doing it, but he took his button up off, and proceeded to clean her body, in a way that continued to tease her. "This is called after care, Schiavetto. Anytime I punish you, I will take care of you. I will kiss the boo boos, clean you, massage you, cater to you, hold you, love on you, maybe kiss it again, but I will never, just punish you and leave. The day at the office, was, my mistake. Recently, the women I've dealt with, aren't typical subs, but you, are special to me. Contract or not. Your mine, Schiavetto. I've never felt this way, about any sub, or woman in my life. I can't explain it. Just know, I NEVER want to hurt you. But I will, hurt anyone, who hurts you."
She watched him wash her. He was gentle, and caring. His hands gripped her and massaged her body, as if she was royalty. She didn't know how to respond to his words, but she knew he was being honest.
"Is my make-up messed up?"
"Beautiful as ever. But, you may want to just touch up around the bottom of your eyes, from the pleasurable crying. Then reapply your lipstick." He said, while she used her thumbs to wipe her lipstick off his lips.
She smiled, and then looked down trying rinse off the soap. He pulled her chin up gently, looked her directly in the eyes, and said as seriously and as calmly as he could. "If you let him eat your pussy again, I'll break his fucking jaw."
Bonnie was still figuring out how to handle this new Damon. She let him take care of her body. She let him be gentle with her before he turned the water off and gave her a large plush towel. Her eyes widened and she said nothing as he put his shirt and jacket back on. Once he made sure he looked like a million dollars again, he helped her dry her body off. Then he grabbed her form-fitting dress and helped her shimmy back into it. "Sii una brava Ragazza. Per favore. Capisci Schiavetto. Promettimi."
"What?" She asked as he began clasping her dress.
"Don't forget you promised me to be a good girl." He paused a moment. "Just curious, but, are you at all sorry, for being defiant?"
"Not at all. I'll do it again in a heartbeat." He took her words in, letting them soak into his brain. He wasn't used to her type. He wasn't used to the challenge.
"Then I guess, this," he said pointing between the two of them, "should be interesting."
"To say the least. You're a confusing man."
"I'm very simple, you just have to be willing to follow my lead sometimes, Sweet Pea."
"So, is this what you do, make me cum and run?"
"Oh, no, I'm not done with you tonight. I'm simply going downstairs so they don't suspect anything. If I'm lucky, your husband will smell your pussy on my lips." He grinned like the evil, seducer he is. "The night has just begun sweet pea. Your Maestro, will be watching you."
"And, if I'm not a good girl?"
"I guess, if you'd like to know... You could always test the waters. But I'm Jaws, Schiavetto. You can't out swim me."
oOo Bonnie's POV oOo
Just like that he kissed my forehead, winked at me and walked out. He delivered me the best orgasm, I'd ever experienced, then he washed me, like I was his. Am I wrong for loving every rotten minute of it? I know, I'll be defiant again. I can't help it. I'm fucked. I'm so, very fucked.
Some of you may be wondering about the contract. I actually have a whole chapter written about their detailed contract negotiations. I'm debating if I want a contract in this story still.
Damon and Bonnie went into dom-sub mode for a minute here, with Bonnie's defiant behavior, making Damon feel challenged. Then her admitting to letting Kol do what he did. The next chapter is the party continued. Some messiness and pettiness and Elijah surprises Kat. Do you think Bonnie likes Damon's crazy side? I hope you enjoyed this chapter, please let me know your thoughts ... I promise the next update wont take so long.