A Sub of All Kinks Ch. 09

Drake bowed low and then scurried from the room. Ivan continued to stand in the path of Jason, just in case he did something foolish.

Jason glared and cocked his head to the side sizing Ivan up once more. Unfortunately Ivan had the upper hand in this matter. Jason wouldn't be able to take him down without some serious damage to himself.

Drake returned a few minutes later with a mostly nude Kisha in tow. She had a seashell bra on. The seashells covered her nipples and that was it. The rest of the bra was made of transparent strings. She had on a thong made of the same material and a platinum collar studded with diamonds The bruising on her body from Mario's assault was very evident but she didn't seem to worried about it.

Jason's eyes immediately softened when he saw Kisha, however the bruising along her body, evidence of cracked and broken ribs, made his blood boil.

"You see why I did what I did to Mario? You don't go around breaking the ribs of your Mistress."

Bernado's eyes narrowed and Mathias let out a sigh. Kisha gave Jason a "shut your fucking mouth up" look before dropping her gaze back down to the floor. The other man started laughing.

"Kisha, Kisha. I thought we had taught you better. Your pet is ill-mannered and boorish. You should have stuck with Mario, at least he came with influence."

"I'm sorry, father, for not choosing him but I have my reasons. Jason is doing fine. He is still rough but that can be fixed with time and attention to detail," she replied calmly, her tone very subdued.

Jason fell silent at Kisha's glare, his own eyes staring at the floor. softly he spoke. "Of course Mistress."

The ebony skinned man sat his playthings aside and left the dasis to come over to Jason. He ran his hands over Jason's body. "My name is Erique and I don't completely understand what hold you have over my daughter but I applaud you. NO man or woman has every captured her interest and kept it to the point that she would defy us for that person."

Jason took a slow breath and softly spoke. "It is nothing I have done sir, Mario was simply an asshole."

"Yes but assholes are Kisha's speciality. We always send her the tough cases and she performs beautiful but always with emotional detachment until you. And you are as big an asshole as Mario."

Jason chuckled and couldn't help but let a smile creep onto his face. "There's a big difference between me and Mario. I'm not afraid to stand up for myself, no matter how big the opponent. Plus I'd never beat the people I love."

"But you did beat her up. The first time you met her or have you forgotten?" Erique pounced on Jason's words.

Jason smirked and met Erique's gaze. "If you have the full story you'll know I was given a choice, kick her ass and win my freedom, or be forced into unwilling submission. At the time I was not fond of this scene."

"True. Normally she would have left you alone after you won but she couldn't leave well enough alone. Now that I look at you now, I can see that she was doing her usual, peeling away the ugly layers and finding the real person. But this time her choice will not stand."

Kisha let out a gasp but stifled it when Erique walked over to her. "Problem?" his tone dared her to say something.

Jason raised an eyebrow. "Her choice won't stand? Now that gives two impressions, either you're going to try and stop me seeing her or your going to try and kill me. Let me tell you that both would be very bad for you."

Jason's eyes narrowed a little, a slight smirk on his face. "I could do with a little workout to stay loose anyway."

"Shut your hole boy! You're not going to fuck with this structure. She knows the rules and as Bernado's sub she will obey them. You are at the bottom of the tank. Your opinion doesn't matter."

Mathias pushed his slave off his lap and stalked toward Jason. Jason leaned close, his voice low with seriousness and menace, a slight hint of deadly excitement in his voice, the same he used when he shot Mario. "Maybe not my opinion, but the consequences you will endure sure as hell will. I can guarantee you that if you harm a hair on her head I'm going to do something to ya, something bad."

"Not if you're dead," Bernado growled. "Kisha, up here now!" he ordered. Kisha didn't look at Jason only walked up to the dasis and stopped two feet away from Bernado. Her heart was racing. Jason was doing exactly what she was afraid he would do. He was getting angry and the three men who held their lives in their hands were getting pissed off at him. Bernado frowned. She was staying just out of reach. "I said, COME HERE!"

She twitched then took a few more steps which part her in arm's reach.

Jason turned and grinned wickedly at Bernado. "You know that's similar to what Mario said seconds before I pumped his legs full of shrapnel. You better hope to the gods someone found him because I sure as hell don't miss when I aim for major arteries."

Ivan cuffed Jason hard. "Silence. Your disrespect is going to cost you!"

Bernado surged to his feet and jerked Kisha to him. She stumbled and went to her knees but no sound did she make. He twined his fingers into her thick hair and pulled her head up so that she was staring into his face.

"What would you say, my little slut, if I said you had to make a choice? That you had to let him go or you take his punishment for harming my son."

She said nothing for a moment. "What is my third option, master?"

Bernado threw back his head roaring with laughter. "Did you hear that Erique, Mathias? My cute little slut wishes to hear the third option."

Erique and Mathias both laughed as they came back to their seats and sat down. Kisha said nothing. She was used to this torture. They would answer her one way or the other.

Bernado put his face in hers. "Third option is we tie your pet up and let Mario exact his revenge on your pet. Once finished with your pet. You will be Mario's slave for three months while your pet stays here for better training."

Jason landed hard on his back, the air once more driven from his lungs. He took a moment to regain his breath before he stood up once more, sliding his hand behind his back and gripping something down the back of his pants.

"You know you REALLY shouldn't have done that Ivan. I'm going to have to hurt you if you try that again."

With that said Jason drew the 4 inch hunting knife from the back of his pants. He held it with an expert grasp and smirked wickedly. "Come on Ivan, give me a reason to gut you like a fish."

Mathias shook his head. "You never learn do you son?"

Suddenly one of the female subs jabbed a tazer in his back and sent a jolt through him that instantly made his lower body go numb and his body crash forward toward the floor.

Jason cried out at the unexpected blow, crashing onto his chest. He landed however on his knuckles, his fists balled. With a roar of rage and a grunt of effort Jason pushed upwards on his arms, and threw his right arm round in a slash aimed at the girl's face.

Ivan pulled the girl out of the way and the slash missed. Ivan put his heavy foot on Jason's back and pressed him back down against the floor. "You will stay down."

Bernado had pulled Kisha to her feet and spun her around so that she could watch the drama unfold. "Jason," she whispered and started forward but was choked by Bernado who slipped his fingers into the collar and twisted it. She struggled for air and was rewarded for her disobedience by a hard slap to the face that stunned her.

Jason oofed as he was pressed into the floor and growled as his anger rose further. "Stupid Russian."

He slammed his hand backwards, driving the knife deep into Ivan's thigh, twisting for added 'fun'.

He then ripped the blade out, it's curled serrated teeth tearing at Ivan's flesh.

Ivan only grunted then slammed his fist into Jason's face before kicking Jason's knife hand with his other leg.

A grunt was the only thing heard from the impact of Ivan's large fist. Jason blinked, heavily stunned and seeing stars from the hard blow.

"Note to self, remember Russians don't feel pain..."

"That's right little bitch," Ivan said in his ear as he took the knife from Jason

"See, Kisha. See the animal you have chosen to shack up with? Now, I will repeat your choices. Send him packing or take his punishment. Or you can allow Mario's revenge and three months in my son's bed as well as retraining for Jason."

Kisha looked down at Jason on the floor then to the bleeding Ivan. "Oh Jason, look what you've done," she whispered.

Bernado gripped her chin tightly. "Answer me, bitch."

"How can I choose? I'm going to lose either way."

"True, but we will feel better," Bernado replied.

She pressed her lips shut and refused to answer.

Bernado snapped his fingers and Ivan hauled Jason to his feet and put him into a headlock. The other subs scrambled over and began binding his hands and feet.

Jason grunted as Ivan put him into a strong head lock, choking off his air supply. As his feet and hands were bound by the other subs Jason managed to choke out a few words. "Get...rid of me...Kisha...will be...just like...last time you...did."

A Gleam was in Jason's eyes, moments before he sunk his teeth as deep into Ivan's arm as his strong jaws would allow.

Ivan let out a growl and punched Jason in the gut, forcing Jason to open his mouth and let go. Ivan looked at his arm. "Stupid pet," he growled.

Kisha felt Jason's words hit her hard. She didn't want to get rid of him. "Stop it Ivan! Alright, alright! I'll make a choice. I choose to take his punishment for hurting Mario."

The room grew silent. Erique regarded his only child in surprise. "Why? What has he done but cause you pain and trouble?"

She swallowed hard. "I'm doing it because I love him," she said quietly but her words were like gunshots in the silent room.

Jason let out a cut off grunt as he fell to his knees, but was still smirking. They had bound his hands in front of him, with iron shackles. The fools, they had essentially given Jason a very large hammer at his disposal. But he would bide his time, right now Ivan would be expecting another attack.

Jason paused as Kisha's word's sunk inwards. His train of thoughts suddenly derailed like a train on greased tracks. Did she say she loved him?

"You're joking right?" Mathias said in disbelief.

Erique was staring at his daughter as if she had grown a second head. "Love him? What do you know of love?" he said scornfully.

Kisha's head snapped up and she glared at her father. Her face was bright pink. She couldn't believe she had just admitted her feelings. Now they would have something to hold over her.

Bernado's bellow of rage was Kisha's only warning before his well placed blow to her lower back, paralyzed her legs and sent her to her knees. "You little slut! You were not supposed to love him! Only break him!" Bernado pulled her sideways and started slapping her hard until her nose was bleeding profusely.

Jason winced at each slap that Bernardo landed, however another plan was forming in his head, even after the sudden impact of Kisha admitting she loved him.

Jason slowly felt the feeling return to his toes and legs, however it would still be a few minutes before he would be able to act and pull his plan off.

Kisha didn't cry out but some tears ran down her cheeks. Bernado stopped hitting her and stepped back. "Get up." When she moved too slowly her hauled her to her feet and dragged her down the dais. He shoved her forward and she fell face forward to the floor in front of Jason. She lay there stunned for a moment and tried to breathe. Her ribs were on fire.

"Jason, did you hear that. My whore thinks she's in love with you. Guess we'll have to fix that, now won't we?" Bernado snapped as he went to his knees, unbuckling his pants and pulling his cock out. He reached down and pulled Kisha up her knees.

She fought him but was no match as he pulled her forcibly back toward him. He tore the thong off her and roughly shoved his cock into her pussy. Kisha screamed in pain before cutting the sound off and breathing harshly.

"That's right my slut. How does it feel to have a real man in you?" Bernado demanded, punctuating each word with a hard thrust that rubbed her already raw pussy harder and causing more pain.

With everyone's attention focused on Kisha for the moment Jason decided the time was right and grunted again as he forced his aching muscles to move.

He roared once more as he swing his heavy forearms, laden with chunky iron shackles, straight into Ivan's crotch.

When Ivan bent double from the shock Jason brought the entire weight of his forearms down onto the back of Ivan's head with a satisfying wet crunch.

Jason tipped over the now unconscious Ivan, and grinned at Bernado, well within arms reach. "Well, well, well, looks like your out of luck Bernado, no one near me enough to stop me and you can't get away fast enough should I decide to swing these arms and take your head off, now do you?"

Bernado pulled Kisha against his body so that her head was against his. "You hit me, you run the risk of killing the woman you said you loved. Willing to take that chance?"

Jason's grin widened more so, a wicked grin of pure evil intent crossing his face, his leather pants were in fact straining against his large cock, the violence enticing him so. "You assume Bernado that A Kisha doesn't take a bite out of you, and B) my whole arm is lined with metal and your head has armour."

Kisha hadn't thought about biting but now that Jason mentioned it, the idea had merit. She shifted so that she could take a chunk out of her Master's arm.

Erique nodded to Mathias who left the room. "You're being unreasonable, Jason. You agreed to this lifestyle. You both did. And now you are going to spit in our faces?"

Jason couldn't help but chuckle. "You really think me so stupid Erique? Do you see a contract with my name on it? I think not? Do you see a video of me ever swearing to serve anyone other than Kisha? I think not. I am my father's son and even though he may be a cold hearted wretch of a man, he has a brilliant mind for logic, which he passed onto me. Right now, you guys don't have much of a choice."

Jason's eyes widened at the prick of the needle and the world quickly began to spin. He was only able to utter a few words before the sedatives took full effect. "Son of a..." His sentence was cut off as he collapsed onto the floor, unconscious and limp.

Jason!" Kisha screamed. "You bastard! What did you give him?" she snarled but yelped when Bernado slammed his cock roughly into her again.

"He's going to sleep while you're being punished."

Kisha's eyes widened and then she dropped her head. She knew when she was defeated.