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But Alice, oh, I’d remember Alice.
She had an undeniable appeal and beauty about her, and her strength was unparalleled. She was the one puppet who’d managed to rip away from the bastard, something no other girl had ever done, and he was still holding on to her broken strings as she slowly slipped away. I would give anything to see how his beloved puppet turned against the ruthless Master.
Groaning, I lost myself in the memory of her body, taking her over and over as she lay there, her body limp in my arms as her greedy cunt gripped my cock. I’d own her emphatically, and in the shadows that held us both like old friends, I’d make her my own and dwell in those pleasurable demons we both knew so well.
That familiar pull on my balls signaled my violent release, and a shout tore from my throat as I came hard, her name on my lips. Streams of my fluid fell across the floor and into the plush carpet. But the ecstasy was fleeting. I grimaced in anger, wishing they were inside of Alice.
As the days swept by, my task became more and more arduous. There was no doubt in my mind that what we were doing was wrong and I hated Chartreaux for forcing me to turn that camera on. The one thing that stole and owned my thoughts, desires, and needs so that others could steal a glimpse of what I so desperately craved.
Alice was mine.
I slammed my fist against the door, furious at myself for not standing up to him but also frustrated for allowing him to destroy the one thing I needed in my life. For making me realize my own helplessness and exploiting it.
Because I did need her, even as I tried to deny it. Somehow, she’d gotten into my head and under my skin and I couldn’t get her out. I was just as lost as she was in this godforsaken underworld of sex and sin and I was desperately looking for a way out. Maybe she was my salvation as much as I was her own. She’d unwillingly become my only hope in this grim darkness I called life. My existence had taken on new meaning.
Help me, Alice.
Help me find my Wonderland, with you.
* * *
“Are you alright,Doctor? You seem a little on edge today.”
Her eyes searched mine as if she knew my secrets, how I’d stroked my cock to her delicious performance, how I’d kept those videos for my own personal use. I avoided her gaze. Keeping secrets was my job, divulging hers was what she was brought here to do. That was all.
Even as the words entered my head, I wanted to deny their truth.
Don’t pretend like you don’t want her..
She’s your perfectly imperfect equal.
“I’m absolutely fine, Alice. How are you feeling today?”
All business, I slid my glasses up the bridge of my nose and pretended her close proximity had no effect on my ability to concentrate.
She smiled and stretched in the chair, her movements catlike and her long limbs graceful. My eyes were drawn to her taut nipples outlined in that damn tank top and I yearned to kneel before her and take them into my mouth. My tongue longed to taste the pert buds and flick the sensitive skin. I wanted to sink my teeth into those peaks until a scream ripped out of her pretty throat.
She deserved to be punished for putting me through such agony. My body still buzzed with my orgasm, but the denial was causing my cock to harden again. This was my private never-ending battle.
Keep your hands to yourself, Coburn. She’s not to be touched. If she is, you’ll be the one who pays the highest price. Remember that.
That damn Cat’s voice kept whispering in my ear, battling against the unreasonable lust that begged me to lose control.
Take her. Devour her. Teach her that love still exists within you.
Show her there’s more than her painful past and you’re the key that will take her beyond those locked up memories.
The devil and my demons were waging a war in my head. They were going to drive me to the brink of madness that existed within these walls and originated in my own haunting regrets. A madness every soul endured at the mercy of the Chartreux Cat.
I needed to get him out of my head and focus on the tortured soul in my office.
“I’m absolutely fine. Just. Like. You.” Her smile was full of sweetness while her eyes held a glint of transgression in them. She’d been off the tea for hours and I enjoyed her this way. This was our private moment, no cameras, no witnesses.
“I’m not in the mood for games, Alice,” I sighed. “Not today.”
“You’re never in the mood, Doctor. It’s why it’s so fun to play them with you. Indulge me. What’s with your frown?”
“We didn’t come here for me . . .”
