I own nothing because if I did I wouldn't have to write about it.

Chapter 4

Ownership?

By: wrestlinggal

Amy stared disbelieving at the cards on the table. Taking a deep breath she looked at him coolly, before standing up and moving to the door. Paul laid back in his chair watching as she opened the door. "Going somewhere?" he asked lazily.

Amy nodded. "Getting my stuff. After all I can't be naked all the time."

"Can't you?" Paul asked smirking. Amy rolled her eyes and walked out the door. She hadn't gone two steps when Paul grabbed her wrist bringing her up hard against him. "You have one hour to get everything and say goodbye to Trish. Then I come and drag you away. Got it?" he growled. "And don't think I won't do it, Ames. Because I will, and I wouldn't try enlisting help unless you want them on a permanent vacation." He paused for effect. "If you get my meaning."

Amy scowled up at him nodding then jerking free. Paul laughed at the stuck-up way she walked away from him before returning to his room to pack to go home.

Amy walked briskly trying to control herself not to break into a run to get away. Rounding the corner Amy walked in to the room Trish and her shared, and walked into Trish and Jericho on her bed doing something she never needed to see. Clearing her throat loudly she resisted the urge to laugh as the two stumbled over themselves to get out of the bed.

"So," Amy started casuelly. "I see I didn't miss much."

Trish glared at her while trying to get her clothes on right. "Oh, ha ha and just where the hell have you been?"

Amy shrugged. "Banging some loser."

Trish burst out laughing. "Right. If you don't want to tell me just say so."

Amy turned the subject. "So anyway why my bed? Yours is less then 2 feet away."

Chris smirked. "Trish was in a hurry she thought you might just barge in," he paused. "Which of course you did ruining my plans of seduction."

Trish playfully smacked him on the arm. "Whatever." She sneered.

"So I'm just gonna get my stuff and go." Amy said quickly.

Trish looked at her confused. "I thought you were going home with me."

Amy gave her a sorry look. "Something came up, I'm really sorry but you know things happen."

"Right, ummm ok." Trish said. A look of hurt coming over her eyes. Amy steeled herself.

"Bye then, Trish." Walking out of the room Amy tried to ignore the feelings of guilt.

Paul looked up sharply when he heard Amy come in. "It's about damn time." He growled taking her suitcase out of her hand.

Amy glared. "Well, sorry but I had to tell some people goodbye. Jeezus." She sneered.

Paul frowned at her. "First things, first you need understand who's boss here. Amy, I won't stand for any criticism, shouting, yelling, cursing, or anything like that. If you're upset I expect you to behave like an adult. If you act like a child I'll treat you like one." Paul said firmly.

Amy stared at him disbelieving. "Treat me like a child? What are you going to do? Spank me?"

Paul nodded slowly. "Yes, actually. As of about an hour ago you belong to me. Your body at least."

Amy saw red. "I belong to you?" she repeated.

Paul smirked. "Yes, you do. Just remember no talking back, cursing, or throwing things and you'll be fine."

Amy trembled in fury. He was treating her like a damn child! "You go to hell, you son of a bitch." She hissed.

He looked at her his expression hardening. "What did you say?"

"You heard me. What the hell is your problem? You own me? Nobody owns me! You are sorely mistaken if you think I would allow myself to be owned by someone as jacked up, full of steroids, psychopathic moron …" that was as far as Amy got before she found her world being tilted upside down and found herself over Hunter's knees. Before she knew exactly what was happening a large hand came crashing down on her bottom.

"Ow! What do you think you are…" Amy trailed off as his hand came crashing down again and again until her ass felt like it was on fire. With that Hunter rolled her around so that she was under him and pinned her wrists on either side of her head.

"No…" Amy mumbled.

"Yes." Paul insisted. Spreading her legs he settled between them. Taking one large breast he began to suckle and nip enjoying the exotic taste of her. He made his way down to between her thighs. She moaned lifting her hips even as her mind said no. Cupping her still sore bottom in his hands he kneaded the tender flesh making her moan. His tongue touched, tasted, nibbled. Amy squirmed trying to get him to give her his all.

He stilled her wriggling hips easily chuckling at her impatience. "Not until your begging for it Ames." He said softly. "Not until you say you belong to me. Never again deny me." With that he continued his sexual onslaught making her beg.

"Please…Paul…please." Amy whimpered.

"Say you belong to me." Paul ordered.

Amy shook her head not willing to give up her pride. "No," she said breathlessly.

"Are you sure?" Paul asked wickedly. Skimming her shoulder with his tongue he went over every over sensitive place on her body. Making her scream in impatience. "Alright," she said quickly.

"Alright, what?" he asked. Determined that before they left the bed she would know who she belonged to.

"I…belong…to you," she mumbled.

"Finally." He breathed. With that he plunged inside her vicously making her scream his name. He rode her hard and quick both of them screaming out each others names as they came. Paul rolled to her side gathering her close. Nuzzling her hair he took a deep breath taming the wild redheaded vixen was going to take some time…

Author rambles:

WOW! Thanks for all the great reviews! Sorry the sex is so short! Paul's being such a dick! Lol special thanks to:

lil-fairy-princess—thank you I like the pairing to lol!

Bingobaby—thanks your so sweet I try to update quickly but you know school and all that jazz.

Pink Phoenix—thank you for the great review.

Fidelitas—you right amy won't give in without a fight!

ravenstyles27—thank you the story's growing on me too lol

Evilution—I'll always luv ya thank ya