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With my free hand, I grab her wrist so that she can’t touch herself. “From now until when I say you can, you’re not allowed to come. You can play with yourself all you want, but you save your orgasms for me.”
“Yes, Sir.”
“I’ll call you with the details.”
“What should I wear, Sir?”
“Anything you like. It’s all coming off anyway.”
She smiles. “Yes, Sir.”
Grabbing her by the throat, I pull her to her feet. “You’re not going to tell anyone about this, right? I don’t want to get in trouble if someone misinterprets what’s going on.”
“Of course not. I won’t tell anyone.”
I don’t know if I trust her on that, but I am tracking her phone communications. She had to give up her phone while we were at The Lotus. During that time, I had Andy retrieve her phone, break into it, and install an invisible app that tracks her whereabouts, her texts, and her calls.
I ask, “You going anywhere tomorrow?”
“I don’t know yet. I kept it open in case I wanted to head up to Tahoe.”
“I don’t want you going anywhere tomorrow or doing anything except getting yourself ready for me. You can watch your porn or read erotica but nothing else.” I jam my fingers between her thighs, where she’s dripping with cum. “I want you wet like this, like the slutty little princess you are, when we kidnap you.”
“We?”
“Isn’t that part of your fantasy?”
“So who else is coming?”
“Men I trust.”
“Okay, but I want them to wear condoms. Can we change my safe word?”
“No.”
I curl my digits into her cunt. Her lashes flutter. She moans as I stroke her. I work her until she whimpers. She grimaces as her climax nears. I withdraw my fingers and wipe them on her thighs.
“Pull up your pants,” I tell her, “and remember: no coming. Mess that up and everything comes off your list of hard limits.”
Chapter eight
Casey
“Sorryyouhadtowait out here,” I say to Chase as I get in the car, which he had parked outside the gates of Jack’s home.
“That’s my job,” he replies as he shifts the car into reverse. He looks through the gates one last time before pulling away. “Sweet mansion. What does this guy do exactly?”
“Sales, I think.”
“Of what?”
I shrug. “Fancy cars, buildings, stocks, who knows.”
“You gonna see him again?”
My smile could bust my face. “Tomorrow.”
“You’re really into him.”
