{NIKOLAI}
While I still longed to humiliate Dashanna Sidorova, I now also wanted to spank and fuck her. My dick was still hard this morning, the skin pulled taut as blood pulsed along my length.
Holy Mary. It made no sense.
She was nothing to me, a means to an end. My instrument of revenge, nothing more. But now I wanted her. Badly. Seeing her on her knees, at my mercy, taking food and drink from my hand...enjoying it. Christ, that sight would haunt me.
Up on deck, I tried to work in the tiny office beside my stateroom. Instead, I found myself pulling up the security feed from Dasha's room to watch her.
She's my prisoner. I can do whatever the fuck I want.
She appeared on the screen, sitting cross-legged on the floor of her cage, eating breakfast. This woman was not shy. She was no wilting flower, but a fierce lioness. Any other in her position would've cried or broken down by now. Dasha had remained strong, only begging when her body's needs overwhelmed her. I respected that.
