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other hand. Drink up.
She followed his injunction and he waited for her to finish it all before he took the
crystal tumbler from her hand. Lean against me. You ll feel better lying down.
He gritted his teeth as they made their way to the bed. Every time she took a step,
little cries burst out of her parted lips. By the time she finally lay down on her side, her
right leg bent at the knee, tears were streaming down her face once more.
He watched as she closed her eyes and turned away from him, almost as if she was
trying to hide. Too late, he thought. Thanks, she mumbled. If he hadn t been staring
at her, he probably wouldn t have heard.
Something inside his chest tightened. He didn t know what to do now. He d done
everything he could when he really should have kicked her out of here instead.
Damn my bleeding heart, he cursed himself inwardly. His father had always told
him he was too nice to be a lawyer and he d been right.
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I ll come see you in the morning. If you need anything, call me. He gestured to
the interphone on the opposite wall. He watched her move, probably in reaction to his
announcement, but she was still in pain and not fast enough. She was sitting up when
he closed the door behind him. He heard her shout out something, but the padded
walls were too thick. He turned the key in the lock and pocketed it before slowly
making his way to his own room.
He d spent all day watching her, the letters on his desk remaining unopened, the
files labeled Urgent forgotten. He d watched her open every single drawer she could
find and had grown agitated, wondering what the hell she was doing.
They d just spent the best weekend he d had in ages, but he hadn t been away from
the house for more than an hour than she d already been acting suspiciously.
How could he have ever trusted her? How could he have invited someone he didn t
know into his home? Had he gone completely crazy?
He had no idea what he d do with her in the morning. Good thing he wasn t in the
mood to sleep anyway. No, he had too much to think about, starting from their first
night together to everything she d told him tonight. Not forgetting the way she d
cooked for him, how her pussy had felt around his cock and& well, everything else.
He d been so sure he d finally found the submissive of his dreams. What an idiot
he d been. She d conned him with her expressive eyes and lovely skin, with the way
she d responded to him. So fucking perfect.
He should have known.
Groaning, he plopped down in the middle of the bed and tried to ignore how the
pillows still smelled like her, an intoxicating mix of her citrusy perfume and pure
female scent.
Stop it!
It was going to be a long night.
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Chapter Six
I ll Show You
Are you going to keep me locked in here for a long time? Because that s so not
what I signed up for. It s probably not even legal!
Dylan stared down at her with his arms crossed over his chest. Think before you
speak. You were going to steal from me, something I m pretty sure isn t legal either.
How s the calf?
Better?
Can you walk? he asked as if he didn t believe her. Which he shouldn t, but still.
She sighed. Sure.
Do it then.
Do what? she asked, trying to gain herself some time. If only she could run, she d
already be out of here.
Oh, the room had all the amenities, even a bathroom hidden behind a black door.
But it was more the principle of the thing really. She hated being tucked away while he
debated over her future. Please, make him kick me out without calling the police. Pretty
please.
Don t piss me off, Maxine. Get on your feet and start walking.
She expelled a heavy sigh, but did as ordered. As soon as her feet touched the
carpeted floor, she stood up and tried to put more weight on her left foot without him
noticing.
Of course, it didn t help that she hadn t taken more than a few steps before she
started limping. Damn it! she muttered under her breath. Couldn t she get a break
here?
And you call that better? he commented behind her. Have you ever had cramps
like this before?
Yeah. She turned around and made her way back to the bed, knowing trying to
fake it was just futile now.
How long do they last?
A few days.
I see.
She sat at the foot of the bed and looked up. He had such a good poker face she had
no idea what he was thinking about. Can I leave now?
Leave to go where?
She shrugged. Home, I guess.
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I thought you were afraid of those people.
I am. What she didn t add was that he wasn t much better. I ll deal with them
when it gets to that.
I don t think so. And with that, he turned around and left the room. He
reappeared minutes later with a covered platter. She watched as he dropped it quite
unceremoniously on the bed and hurried out again. This time, however, she
distinctively heard the key turning in the door.
No! She was too late. He d locked her in again.
* * * * *
You know you re seriously bored when you re in a dungeon and you don t know
what half the stuff is, but you re trying them out anyway.
Maxine grimaced at the pain lancing up her calf. That didn t stop her from leaning
forward and trying to maintain her balance on the sawhorse standing in a corner of the
room. It was black and padded and eerily reminiscent of the rest of the room.
At first she d thought it was a picnic table, albeit one for small people. That hadn t
made much sense. Yes, maybe she shouldn t have taken those four pills at the same
time. When she d noticed the straps, it had suddenly made a lot more sense.
Hmmm, she mused as she stood back up. Weird, but not that bad, she decided
before moving to the next piece of furniture.
That one was also black and padded. This room has a theme! It looked like a stand,
but with a cushion part in the middle. It had four legs with leather cuffs attached to
each. She tilted her head and tried to guess how you got on it. The pad in the middle
looked too thin for anyone to lie on it, but surely that had to be it.
She had to try! After all, she d tried all the others&
Even with her trying her best to ignore her bad leg, her calf was screaming by the
time she managed to climb onto the apparatus. The metal was shockingly cold against
her bare body and definitely hard as hell against her bare pussy.
It made her tingle, however, and she realized she really wanted to move into the
correct position to see what it would feel like. It might be a stupid idea, especially
considering she was going to be sent on her way soon, but she didn t care.
She leaned forward and grabbed the handcuffs on both front legs before pressing
her face against the leather padding. Her legs dangled behind her, her toes brushing the
other two cuffs and making them bang against the metal legs. Her breasts heaved down
on either side of the pad, her nipples slowly hardening as her arousal heightened.
Now s the time to experiment, she told herself as she started rubbing her body up
and down. Shots of pure pleasure zapped through her every time her pussy met the
metal bar.
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She imagined Dylan watching her with his cock in hand, waiting for her to come so
he could then fuck her to heaven and back. Or maybe he d simply lean forward and
force her mouth open, order her to suck him off like the good girl she was.
God, this was crazy. She was yearning for him and yet she barely even knew the
guy. What had he done to her? This wasn t supposed to happen. That whole slave thing
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