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I find the note addressed to me on the floor in front of her closed bedroom door. Bending down, I then take it between my fingers and open it.
Alexander,
I have been advised that writing a list with the items I need to make life here easier is the best way to reach you. Since I have been locked away here with no idea where on earth you are or even if you are ever coming back, it’s best I write this down and give it to Thelma to somehow get to you, especially since I have no way of reaching you.
So here goes nothing:
Assorted painting gear including but not limited to:
Paints, Brushes, Easel, Canvas, Chalks, Pastels, Pencils.
Necessities Including, but not limited to:
Cell phone, Laptop, Printer, Camera.
Books – many books, I love to read, and I will need something to do to occupy the rest of my life here locked away in your home.
Your Captive,
Rebecca
Her use of the word captive makes me see red. I knock on her door and prepare to ask her why she thinks she is my captive when she has full use of the entire home and is allowed to do whatever she pleases. When the door opens, and I see her standing there in only her underwear, my train of thought derails. The black lace pair I purchased for her are for the future. A future where she wears them in my bed. Not here in her open doorway where anyone walking past can see. Her eyes shift down her body to what I am looking at, and I have to grasp either side of the door frame to hold myself back, so I don’t completely lose self-control and take her right here on the spot.
Her eyes come back up to meet mine and a smile forms on her lips. “Alexander,” she breathes, and with only one word, I feel myself wanting to give in to whatever she wants. I take a moment to get a hold of myself before replying.
“I didn’t mean to disturb you while you were changing. Meet me in the office at the bottom of the stairs when you’re ready and we will discuss this list.” I pull away from the door, lifting the list in front of us, before turning on my heel and stalking away.
I reach the room that is now her office and reach down to rearrange my straining cock. It’s been too damn long since I’ve been inside a woman and I need a release, more than what a quick manhandling in the shower provides. I haven’t even thought of another woman, not since I decided I wanted her. But none of that matters if she doesn’t want to stay. Until she decides on her own that this is her place and that she belongs, it means nothing.
She walks into the office a few minutes later wearing a short black sundress with thin straps that is cut low, only just covering the lace bra stretched across her full breasts. I take a seat behind her desk, mainly to hide my growing erection. “Take a seat,” I command, pointing to one of the chairs in front of me. She steps forward and takes the one directly in front of me, then crosses her legs.
“As for this list,” I start.
“Where have you been?” she asks, interrupting me.
“Working,” I reply.
“Are you always gone for so long?”
“Why?”
“I want to know if I am going to be here in this gigantic house by myself every time you leave.”
I place both hands palms down on the desk. “Why do you care when you told Thelma that you want to leave?”
She shrugs and looks down at her fingernails on her left hand. “Maybe if you were here more often, I wouldn’t want to leave,” she challenges.
“This list of yours, all can be arranged, including the computer. Except for the mobile phone, and there will be no internet connection.”
She continues looking down at her nails as though I haven’t even spoken. I feel anger boiling up within me. No one ignores me. “Fine. Well without the internet the computer is useless, so you might as well make it a typewriter then,” she replies, looking back up at me.
“A typewriter can be arranged.”ThatI can agree to provide.
“Thelma had something for me earlier but took it away before I could see it,” she mentions.
“Yes, I know.”
“What is it?” she asks. I pull the velvet box from my jacket pocket and sit it on the desk in between us. She leans forward in her seat and reaches out for it, stopping in her tracks to look up at me.
