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release me this minute!”
But the only response was his voice growing louder as he sang a tune in the shower.
Chapter Seven
“You need clothes so I’m going to call and order some things for you from town,” he said.
“You bastard!” She pulled at her restraints. “Untie me!”
“You know what?” he said, obviously amused. “Let’s try Master today. I’ve never had a woman call me Master before and, to be honest, I like the sound very much.” His voice came from different parts of the room and she realized he was moving around as he dressed.
“You cannot leave me alone…”
“I’m not leaving you. Not yet, anyway. And besides, I’d take you to the shop to choose for yourself, but given the fact you have nothing to wear…”
“Luke, I’m serious. If you don’t untie me in one second…”
“What’s your shoe size?” he asked. “Ah, never mind. Seven-and-a-half.” He must have checked the bottom of the pumps she’d worn the other day.
She strung a number of choice words together for him while he ignored her completely. At one point she felt the bed sink beneath his weight, but she realized he was just putting on his shoes.
“You can’t leave me here like this! What if there’s a…a…a break-in? Or a fire? Luke!”
“I wouldn’t leave you tied up alone in the house. I’ll be downstairs. Try to relax,” he said as she heard the door close. It was at that precise moment that the plug began its vibration again, leaving her in agony, in ecstasy, her breasts throbbing, her pussy clenching around nothing, wanting to be filled. But he’d taken extreme measures to make sure she wouldn’t get off. Worse than that, with his little toy, he’d made sure her arousal wouldn’t lessen for an instant.
“Bastard!” she said to no one at all as she squirmed around the bed.
* * *
Luke descended the stairs, smiling, and headed into the study. She was going to be pissed by the time he got back upstairs. And horny as hell. He liked the idea of finding her soaked and writhing on his bed. He was hard again, thinking about what he was going to do to her hot little pussy.
One thing nagged at him though. When he offered to teach her this weekend, it was with the idea that it would only be the weekend. Afterwards, he’d take her home, wherever that was at the moment. But he worried about her and that was a first. Her behavior was unsafe and she was lucky that he’d been there last night. What else had she been doing and would she do in order to prove she was a grown woman, and how much would those decisions cost her over time?
But he didn’t want to worry. He wanted his weekend submissive. He nudged away the voice that insisted she was more than that; he’d learned to do that well a long time ago. But setting his own feelings aside, how was she going to handle things after the weekend when he was gone and she was alone? He knew the intensity of a weekend like this could leave a healthy individual depressed and he wasn’t sure Emma was wholly healthy. She’d been damaged by the death of her parents for starters. He figured she hadn’t truly mourned their death since she’d had to take care of her brother that first year. And now she was hiding out from him.
He closed the door, sat behind his desk, and flipped the top of his laptop open. Finding the shop he was looking for, he dialed the number, gave the salesgirl some instruction as to what he wanted and told her to have everything delivered within the hour. He hung up and leaned back in his chair, scrolling through the names on the mobile. That one had been the easy call. Although he knew he should allow her skeletons to lie in their closet, as she had allowed his, he just couldn’t. He’d have to talk to Nate, find out exactly what was going on with her.
* * *
The vibration ceased. Finally, it just stopped, leaving her limp and unsatisfied.
She knew at least that this meant he was coming back upstairs.
But the only response was his voice growing louder as he sang a tune in the shower.
Chapter Seven
“You need clothes so I’m going to call and order some things for you from town,” he said.
“You bastard!” She pulled at her restraints. “Untie me!”
“You know what?” he said, obviously amused. “Let’s try Master today. I’ve never had a woman call me Master before and, to be honest, I like the sound very much.” His voice came from different parts of the room and she realized he was moving around as he dressed.
“You cannot leave me alone…”
“I’m not leaving you. Not yet, anyway. And besides, I’d take you to the shop to choose for yourself, but given the fact you have nothing to wear…”
“Luke, I’m serious. If you don’t untie me in one second…”
“What’s your shoe size?” he asked. “Ah, never mind. Seven-and-a-half.” He must have checked the bottom of the pumps she’d worn the other day.
She strung a number of choice words together for him while he ignored her completely. At one point she felt the bed sink beneath his weight, but she realized he was just putting on his shoes.
“You can’t leave me here like this! What if there’s a…a…a break-in? Or a fire? Luke!”
“I wouldn’t leave you tied up alone in the house. I’ll be downstairs. Try to relax,” he said as she heard the door close. It was at that precise moment that the plug began its vibration again, leaving her in agony, in ecstasy, her breasts throbbing, her pussy clenching around nothing, wanting to be filled. But he’d taken extreme measures to make sure she wouldn’t get off. Worse than that, with his little toy, he’d made sure her arousal wouldn’t lessen for an instant.
“Bastard!” she said to no one at all as she squirmed around the bed.
* * *
Luke descended the stairs, smiling, and headed into the study. She was going to be pissed by the time he got back upstairs. And horny as hell. He liked the idea of finding her soaked and writhing on his bed. He was hard again, thinking about what he was going to do to her hot little pussy.
One thing nagged at him though. When he offered to teach her this weekend, it was with the idea that it would only be the weekend. Afterwards, he’d take her home, wherever that was at the moment. But he worried about her and that was a first. Her behavior was unsafe and she was lucky that he’d been there last night. What else had she been doing and would she do in order to prove she was a grown woman, and how much would those decisions cost her over time?
But he didn’t want to worry. He wanted his weekend submissive. He nudged away the voice that insisted she was more than that; he’d learned to do that well a long time ago. But setting his own feelings aside, how was she going to handle things after the weekend when he was gone and she was alone? He knew the intensity of a weekend like this could leave a healthy individual depressed and he wasn’t sure Emma was wholly healthy. She’d been damaged by the death of her parents for starters. He figured she hadn’t truly mourned their death since she’d had to take care of her brother that first year. And now she was hiding out from him.
He closed the door, sat behind his desk, and flipped the top of his laptop open. Finding the shop he was looking for, he dialed the number, gave the salesgirl some instruction as to what he wanted and told her to have everything delivered within the hour. He hung up and leaned back in his chair, scrolling through the names on the mobile. That one had been the easy call. Although he knew he should allow her skeletons to lie in their closet, as she had allowed his, he just couldn’t. He’d have to talk to Nate, find out exactly what was going on with her.
* * *
The vibration ceased. Finally, it just stopped, leaving her limp and unsatisfied.
She knew at least that this meant he was coming back upstairs.
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