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“I want to film you again,” Hector told her. His face beamed at her lovingly. For a man she hardly knew, she felt incredibly close to him. He played with her nipples affectionately, without pinching, pulling or twisting the studs. Tessa was grateful.
When Hector climbed off the bed, he took the camera from the tripod and began filming again, close up, aiming the camera directly on Tessa and Miles for several minutes, recording the quiet ending to an unquiet venture.
“I could do her often,” Miles said, still pushing his finger at her asshole.
“Ouch no!” she was quickly filled with a burning sensation that wasn’t arousing at all.
“No more for now, Tessa, you can recuperate. In fact, I think you need a bath. He slapped her ass playfully, sending her on her way.
Tessa listened from the bathroom while the two men talked—she would be the object of more video work and that pleased her. At least to some degree, her relationship with Miles would continue. It often seemed so tenuous, as intricate and fragile as a spider’s web. Caught in Miles dark lair, she was worried that the winds of his changing nature would blow too strongly, and she would land elsewhere, without him.
Chapter Nine
In the tranquil aftermath of her hot bath, Tessa watched Miles as he sent Hector away, then fiddled with the leather apparatus hanging limp near the bed. When he finished, he looked down on her as she played a game of possum, pretending to have suddenly fallen asleep. He stared mostly at her abdomen, admiring the stripes of red set off by the background of her white skin.
“They’ll be gone too soon,” he said.
“Hummm?” Tessa murmured as if she hadn’t heard him.
“You heard me; I know you’re awake.”
She opened her eyes and smiled. “You said they’ll be gone too soon?”
“You shouldn’t be without a sign of your devotion to me,” he said.
Tessa wanted to make love to him again, without Hector, just the two of them moving together in impassioned embrace. He must have read her secret thoughts—perhaps they weren’t secret at all, but written all over her face.
“Not now, Tessa,” he said.
She looked disappointed.
“But… perhaps a friend, to keep you company for the night?” he posed. “To remind you of tonight?”
“I don’t think I’ll ever forget tonight,” she said.
“Well this will be a particularly fine reminder.”
He walked to the trunk and pulled out a belt, and straps, and a flexible dildo. On closer inspection she could see it was a double dildo.
“You think you can handle it all night?” he asked, with a whimsical expression on his face.
She stared at the dildos, petrified by their size.
“Let’s try.”
On her feet, he fixed the belt around her waist, and then with a slow steady push, he shoved the twin pronged dildo inside her cunt and ass, so that they sunk deep inside the well-worked holes. She felt as full as she’d been earlier.
The dildos were attached with straps to the belt, and thus lodged inside her, where they would remain until Miles chose to pull them from her. To secure her captive loins, he locked the straps to the belt with a tiny gold lock that fastened behind her, then he pocketed the key, speculating, “Perhaps, after a night impaled, you’ll have had enough of such things?”
He was amused by her flustered expression; and as he walked out the door, Tessa sat back on the bed
, bewildered by her captivity. She wanted Miles, not the dildos; but apparently that was all she’d have of him, at least for now. She wondered what she had to do to keep the man with her for an entire night.
The straps and dildos were only a burden for a short time. The worst was the leather that cut across her belly, rubbing against the raw flesh, but a little cold cream she found in the bathroom soothed the skin so that she could finally relax. Settling down on the bed, with memory of the extraordinary night still fresh in her mind, she drifted off to sleep.
***
“Don’t move!”
