Kane stared out the window, watching the small group of women that had gathered in the yard below. Some of them walked along the pathways in the garden, while others sat quietly and talked among themselves. Kane smirked as he thought of how innocent it all seemed.

The huge old house, where he was located, was surrounded by acres of private property, ensuring its seclusion from the outside world. While the house itself had an ominous feel to it, the surrounding property was very beautiful and well cared for. There were lots of mature trees scattered about the property, the lawns were always neatly cut and the nearby gardens were always full of color from the blooming flowers. But Kane knew the secrets that were concealed within this dark house. The people who lived here all had one thing in common. Regardless of whether they had been forced here or if they had come of their own accord, they had all lost total control of their lives to some greater force. They were all prisoners of his brother’s control.

Kane felt a pang of loneliness wash through him as he watched the women wander through the grass. He had been alone nearly all his life, deprived of the joy and happiness that love could bring. It had been so long since he had held a woman in his arms, but even then, the encounters had been purely for sexual gratification, devoid of any other feelings, especially love. The mask that covered his face guaranteed that no woman would ever love him.

“It was only sex.” Kane thought with a shrug. He realized that he would never have anything more. At this point, he would take whatever he could get.

He looked outside once more and his gaze locked on a beautiful brown-haired woman who had just emerged from the shadows. Even from a distance, she took his breath away. Kane wondered who she was and why his brother had chosen her.

He thought back to why he was here in the first place. His brother, the Lord of Darkness, the Undertaker, had asked to see him. Although Kane normally avoided his brother, the Undertaker had insisted that it was a very urgent matter. Kane had reluctantly agreed to come but he knew he had to be prepared for anything. His brother had continuously pursued him to join his Ministry. Kane had no desire to be placed under his brother’s control, but he also knew that his brother usually didn’t take no for an answer. He hoped that this wasn’t the urgent matter his brother had spoken of. If it was, he knew there were bound to be problems tonight.

He turned his attention back to the window and the women down below, searching for the brown-haired girl he had spotted earlier. He saw that she was sitting on one of the benches alone, away from the others. Something about her presence captivated his attention.

Suddenly he heard a deep voice from behind him. “Do you like what you see?”
Kane turned around to face his brother, curious as to how his brother could sneak up on him so easily.

Taker ignored him and walked to the window, gazing on the women down below. He spied the brown-headed woman who had captured Kane’s attention.

“Very nice choice, brother.” Taker said with a smirk. “She’s a wild one, though. I haven’t been able to do much with her yet. Are you sure you can handle her?”

Taker turned to look at his brother as he spoke.

Kane was now very confused.

“How did he know which one I was watching?” he thought to himself. He looked out the window again and stared at the woman for a while longer.

“She can be yours.” Taker said, looking at Kane once more.

Kane snapped his head around to look at his brother.

“At a price, of course.” the Undertaker continued, noticing he now had Kane’s full attention. “You know that I’ve been after you for some time now to join me and my Ministry. I need you Kane. You’re very strong. You’ll make a great addition to my group.”

Taker paused, allowing Kane to digest what he was saying.

“You’ve been alone all your life, Kane. Image what it would be like to have a woman to hold every night--to talk to, to love.” Taker suppressed a smile, as he gauged Kane’s reaction. He knew he had definitely struck a nerve with the big man.

“Join my Ministry, Kane, and you can have her.” Taker continued, moving closer to his brother, whose gaze was still fixed on the beautiful woman below. “Give me your soul and she’ll be yours.”

Kane’s first instinct was to reject his brother’s offer, as he had all the rest. But then he wondered what would happen if he accepted. He continued to watch the woman in the grass below.

“Would she really want to be with me?” Kane thought to himself. But then again, if she were under his brother’s control, she would have no choice but to obey his orders.

Then there was the issue of the Ministry. He realized that if he joined his brother’s group, he would finally have someone to watch his back. No more getting jumped from behind during his matches. No more fighting his battles alone. He would never be alone again. But was it worth giving up control of his life? His freedom?

Taker extended his hand toward his brother. “Are you willing to accept my offer?”

Kane stared at his brother for some time, as he pondered his decision. Then he slowly extended his own hand. Taker smiled as he took his brother’s hand in his own.

“Welcome to the family.” he said to Kane, as he patted him on the shoulder.

Kane looked back out the window once more, noticing that the women were now gone. He looked at his brother in confusion, concerned that it had all been a trick.

“Don’t worry, brother.” Taker replied, noticing Kane’s reaction. “I intend to hold up my end of the deal. Follow me.”

Kane hesitated before following his brother out into the hall. The Undertaker led him down the passageway, stopping at the last door in the hall. He opened the door and motioned for Kane to go inside. Kane stepped into a huge bedroom, which had been lavishly decorated with rich, exquisite fabrics. There was a huge king-size canopy bed against one wall. The entire bed was draped with deep purple curtains, which were tied to each post with purple ribbons. The bed had been turned down, revealing purple satin sheets underneath the dark purple comforter. The windows had been covered with heavy drapes so that no light was visible from outside. There was a large black chandelier that hung from the middle of the ceiling, but it had been turned off. The only light came from the large number of ivory candles scattered about the room.

Taker motioned to a chair in the far corner of the room, near the window.

“Have a seat and get comfortable.” he said. “I’ll go get your prize.”

Taker left the room, shutting the door behind him. Kane sat down in the chair and removed his boots. He looked nervously around the room as he waited for his brother to return. He wondered if this might be some kind of trap that his brother had set for him. He sat back in the chair and waited.


The Undertaker made his way to the upper floor of the house, where the women were locked in their rooms. Edge and Christian, the two members of his Ministry who had been assigned to oversee his captives, met him at the top of the stairs.

“This is a surprise, Master.” Edge said to the Undertaker. “I didn’t expect to see you here so early.”

Taker ignored Edge’s comments. “The brown-haired girl that was in the yard earlier-Where is she?”

“She’s in the last room on the right.” Christian replied, smiling as he wondered what his Master wanted with the young woman.

Taker took the key from Christian, then walked to the end of the hall and unlocked the door. The girl looked up at him in fright when he entered her room.

“Get up!” he shouted to her in his deep voice. “You’re coming with me!”

She began to fight, frantically, as he grabbed her arm and pulled her from her bed.

“I am not going anywhere with you! Let go of me!” she screamed. Not in the mood for her usual outbursts, Taker picked her up and slung her over his shoulder.

“Put me down!” she yelled as she pounded on his huge back with her fists. Her punches had no effect on his large frame, as Taker carried her back down the stairs toward Kane’s room.

When he neared the door, he set her back on her feet and pulled her by the arm the rest of the way. She continued to fight him, screaming more threats and insults at him along the way.

Inside the room, Kane sat upright in his chair when he heard her scream. She certainly did not seem to be happy about this. Kane wondered for a moment what he had gotten himself into.

He turned his attention to the door when it was jerked open and the beautiful woman was pushed inside. She quickly turned to face the Undertaker.

“How dare you treat me like this!” she screamed at him again. “I’m not your property! You don’t own me!”

Kane watched the scene with amusement, temporarily forgetting that he was in the middle of it. The woman had balls, that was sure. Not many men would stand up to his brother like that.

Taker looked down at her with a small smirk on his face. “You’re right. I don’t own you. Not anymore, anyway. Now you belong to him.” Taker motioned to the corner where Kane was sitting.

She turned to look in the direction Taker had pointed and she froze in her tracks as Kane rose from his seat.

“I’d like you to meet my brother, Kane. I’ll leave you two alone to get acquainted.” Taker said before leaving the room and closing the door.

She lunged at the door, trying desperately to open it. She collapsed against it when she heard it being locked from the outside. Remembering that she was not alone, she quickly turned her attention back to the huge man in the corner. She saw that he was slowly moving towards her. Looking around the room in a panic, she noticed the bathroom door behind where he was standing. She thought if she could make it into there she could barricade herself behind the door. As Kane moved closer to her, she ran for the bed and climbed over it. Hitting the floor on the other side, she tried to get to the bathroom door. But Kane, seeing where she was headed, moved to block her. She stopped in her tracks when Kane stepped into her path. Stumbling backwards, she tried to stay out of his grasp. He was coming toward her faster now and she jumped back onto the bed, trying to make it to the other side. This time, Kane was too fast and he caught one of her ankles causing her to fall onto the bed. She tried to kick free with her other leg but he quickly grabbed it too. She began to panic even more, trying desperately to free herself from his strong grip. She noticed a brass candleholder sitting on the table beside the bed and she strained to reach it, hoping to use it to knock him out. Seeing what she was after, Kane lunged onto the bed, straddling her waist and quickly grabbing her arms. He pinned her arms to the bed, holding her still while he caught his breath.

“My brother was right. She is a wild one.” He thought to himself as she continued to struggle against him.

He looked down at her and studied her beautiful face. She had nicely tanned skin and beautiful blue eyes. She definitely had spirit. He could see the fire shining in her eyes as she glared back at him. His gaze moved lower to her full, pouty lips, which were pressed together in determination as she tried to get him off of her.

“Let me go!” she screamed, struggling against his iron grip. “Get off of me you lousy, overgrown excuse for a ……..”

He protests were cut short by Kane’s lips, suddenly pressing down on hers in an urgent kiss. Her head was pressed firmly into the pillow by the force of his movements. She moved her head from side to side, desperately trying to get away from him. Kane felt her squirming beneath him and he broke the kiss to look at her once more. He moved her arms so that they were both above her head, then he pinned them together with one of his large hands. His other hand moved to the back of her head, grabbing a handful of hair to hold her in place.

“Damn you! “Let me go!” she screamed even louder, before she was cut short by another passionate kiss.

This time his strong grip made it impossible for her to pull away. She kept her lips and teeth firmly clamped together so that his tongue couldn’t invade her mouth. Finally breaking the kiss, Kane pulled her hair, forcing her head back. He then attacked the sensitive skin of her neck and throat, kissing her softly, then teasing her with light flicks of his tongue. He continued upward along her neck until he reached her ear. He nibbled the soft flesh gently, his warm breath creating goosebumps on her skin.

“Please stop!” she pleaded with him, becoming more desperate by the minute.

When Kane finished teasing her ear, he raised his head and kissed her again before moving to the other side. He continued the same torture up and down her neck before reaching her other ear. The feel of his breath against her ear sent a shudder through her body. She felt herself beginning to respond to his touch.

“NO!” she shouted aloud, angry at her body’s betrayal. She struggled even harder to break free but it was no use. His grip was solid.

Kane raised his head to look at her once more. He lowered his face to kiss her again, only this time, his movements were light and gentle. He moved his free hand from the back of her head down along the side of her body, feeling her move beneath him. His kiss became stronger and more demanding as his hand moved upward again, finally coming to rest against her breast. He rubbed his hand across her nipple, feeling it harden beneath the silk material of her gown.

She moaned inwardly, as she felt a jolt of pleasure course through her veins when his hand continued to tease her.

“This can’t be happening.” she thought, trying to fight her body’s response to his touch.

Kane pulled his face away from hers and watched her intently. She had grown quiet, even though he could still feel her straining against him. He stroked her face lightly with his fingertips as she looked at him.

She was curious as to why he was still wearing his mask since they were alone. But looking past the mask, she immediately noticed his eyes. They were an incredible light blue color that she had never seen before and they moved her in a way she couldn’t describe. Her gaze traveled down his leather-covered face, stopping on his exposed lips, which had so brutally claimed hers only moments before. She stared at them for a moment before moving her gaze back to his eyes, which she noticed were now fixed on the swell of her breasts, visible beneath the opening of her gown.

Reaching out with his free hand, Kane grabbed the material above her breasts and gave a sharp tug. The delicate material was ripped apart by his strong hand, exposing her breasts to his full view. Wrapping his arm around her waist to hold her still, he lowered his head and lightly flicked his tongue across her swollen nipple. She gasped as another jolt of pleasure coursed through her. She bit her lip hard, trying to hold back her moans of pleasure as he continued to tease the hardened bud. Kane continued to tease her, running his tongue around it in slow circles before taking it into his mouth and sucking gently.

She began to feel herself arching to meet his touch. Unable to hold back any longer, she moaned loudly when he moved to the other breast and repeated the same treatment.

Kane looked at her in wonder, amazed that she was actually enjoying his touch. Raising his face to hers once more, he kissed her gently, lightly tracing her lips with his tongue. He was surprised to feel her lips part beneath his as he intensified the kiss. He groaned loudly when he felt her kiss him back. His tongue explored her mouth slowly, encouraging her to explore his in the same way. They remained like that for several minutes, until Kane was finally forced to come up for air. Still holding her wrists above her head, Kane moved lower and began to tease her nipples once more. She was still writhing and squirming beneath him, but this time it was from the intense pleasure he was giving her.

She moaned loudly in protest as Kane continued to torture her. The ache between her legs was growing stronger and she needed him to touch her there. But Kane was determined to move slowly. He wanted to relish every second of his time with this beautiful woman.
Finally releasing her hands, Kane moved lower down her body, leaving a wet trail with his tongue. She immediately entwined her fingers in his long, curly hair, unable to fight him any longer.

Kane moved lower, to the juncture between her thighs and gently spread her legs apart. Leaning down, he ran his tongue slowly around her outer lips, teasing her even more. She was getting desperate now; wanting to feel him touch the one place she needed it most. She tried to move his head into position, but Kane realized what she was doing and held back. Spreading her folds apart with his fingers, he began to explore her further, touching everywhere except where she wanted him to. Grabbing her hips to quiet her movements, Kane slid his tongue into her tight opening. She bucked her hips, trying to meet his movements as he thrust in and out of her.

“Please! No more!” she pleaded, trying to get him to end his torture. “I can’t take any more!”

Finally Kane took pity on her. Removing his tongue from her depths, he licked a slow path upward until he reached her swollen bud. Tightening his grip on her hips, he licked slow, tortuous circles around it before finally lapping at it with the tip of his tongue.

“Oh God!” she screamed, her back arching violently off the bed at his touch. “Yes. Right there!” she pleaded, hoping he wouldn’t stop. “Oh God! It feels so good!”

Kane continued to tease her until he felt he body begin to tense beneath him. Realizing she was close to her release, he backed off. He wasn’t through teasing her yet.

She whimpered loudly in distress when he pulled away from her. Kane watched her chest rise and fall with her strained breathing as he stood from the bed. He quickly removed his shirt and his jeans, exposing the straining member that had been hidden within.

She looked at him in wonder, amazed by his size--not only his erection, but his whole body. His chest and his arms looked as if they had been perfectly chiseled from stone. She moved her gaze lower, settling on the throbbing member that was standing upright between his legs. She began to feel a slight bit of apprehension creeping back into her mind as she saw the way he was looking at her. Kane slowly crawled back onto the bed and covered her body with his, pressing his full weight into her to hold her still. He caressed her face with his fingertips before kissing her once more. Breaking the kiss, he moved his attention back to her neck and throat, teasing her in the same way he had done earlier. This time she responded to him, eagerly running her hands along his arms and back, feeling his muscles flex beneath her touch.

Kane moved even lower, licking and sucking her nipples once more. She was gripping his shoulders tightly, pleading with him to end his wonderful torture. Finally, he rose to his knees and spread her legs apart as he positioned himself at her entrance. Leaning down to kiss her again, he began to slowly push his way inside of her. She groaned as she felt him stretching her tight passage with his massive length. Kane moved slowly, thrusting in gentle movements until she was able to take all of him in. She began to move her hips, trying to meet his thrusts.

Kane quickly settled his weight onto her again to still her movements. He wanted to draw out her pleasure as long as he possibly could. He began to move in and out of her slowly, with long measured strokes. She was so tight and it felt so good. He struggled to keep himself in control. Wrapping an arm beneath her, Kane lifted her hips so that he caressed her swollen bud with every thrust. She felt herself spiraling higher and higher out of control but his movements were so slow and deliberate, her climax was kept just out of reach. She gripped his shoulders even tighter, her nails digging painfully into his back as she tried to encourage him to increase his pace. Her whimpers and moans had increased in volume and Kane was sure if there was anyone else left on this floor of the house they would have heard her too.

The feel of her tightness around him combined with the wonderful sounds coming from her lips lessened his control. He began to thrust harder, giving her what she had been begging for. She wrapped her arms around his neck and held on for dear life, crying out with each powerful thrust. Feeling his own release approaching quickly, Kane increased the pace even more, driving into her over and over again. Finally, he felt her whole body begin to tremble and she arched off the bed, screaming his name as her powerful release coursed through her body. Hearing her cry out his name was the last straw. Kane cried out loudly, arching his back as his own release washed over him. He collapsed on top of her, completely exhausted, as he tried to slow his breathing.

Once he had his breathing under control, Kane raised his head to look at her. Her face was turned away from his and her eyes were closed. Cupping her cheek in his hand, he gently turned her face towards him. She opened her eyes and met his gaze. Kane stroked her face with his fingers as she looked at him. He leaned towards her and placed a soft kiss on her lips. He left a trail of gentle kisses across her jaw bone and up her neck, until her reached her ear.

“What’s your name, beautiful?” he whispered to her softly.

The combination of his warm breath and his deep voice made her shiver in delight.

“Faith.” She replied weakly, still trembling from their earlier encounter.

“Faith.” Kane repeated with a smile, as he lifted his head to gaze upon her beautiful face once more.

Kane rolled off of her and onto his side. Reaching out to her, he pulled her tightly against him. This time, she didn’t fight him. She snuggled into the warmth of his body and let him hold her close.

Kane closed his eyes as he savored the feel of her in his arms. He felt all his worries, all his loneliness, disappear. He belonged here, with his brother, and with other people who would watch over him. He knew now that he was meant to be here. He had finally found the happiness he had searched for all along. It had always been there for him to find. All it took was a little bit of Faith