Bound by You (Secret Wishes)
Chapter One
     
     
    “My coffee!” Hot coffee splattered on my sneakered feet.
    “Coffee’s the least of your problems, princess.” The man’s voice rasped close to my ear as a strong arm banded my waist, yanking me off my feet. I was pulled into a nondescript cargo van. The door slid shut, and the vehicle sped away.
    Ohshit, ohshit!
    What did they say on that freaking episode of Oprah ? Never let them take you to a secondary scene. I began to struggle, flailing my arms and legs as I shrieked at the top of my lungs.
    “Shut that bitch up,” a voice growled from the front of the van.
    My abductor wrapped himself around me and clapped a hand over my mouth. “Shut up and you may get out of this with nothing more than a good fucking.” He spoke with a deep, raspy voice that sounded vaguely familiar.
    I tried to speak, but the large hand compressing my lips muffled my words. The other hand, the one gripping my breast, I didn’t even want to think about.
    “You’re a pretty little thing,” the monster kneading my boob whispered. “I like the way you swish your ass when you walk. It’s like you’re just asking to have it fucked, and I’m gonna have me some of that ass before we’re done.”
    Oh, Jesus, Mary, and Joseph, I was in real trouble here. I’d been abducted right off the street, in broad daylight, and not a single person had seen it happen. And there were two of them. God only knew what they were going to do to me. I threw my body back against the man holding me, knocking him off balance. His dark laugh sent cold chills down my spine.
    “Oh, you’re gonna pay for that, princess.” He gave my nipple a vicious twist through my shirt. “I’m gonna enjoy punishing you. I bet that pretty pale skin will turn nice and red beneath my flogger.”
    A flogger? Something dark and needy twisted inside me and made my pussy clench. God, how sick was that?
     
    * * *
     
    We drove for what seemed like hours. That big hand played with my breasts the whole time, pressing, squeezing, tormenting my nipples with twists and tugs. Just before the van turned off the busy street, my abductor dragged a cloth sack over my head, essentially blinding me. I could hear gravel crackling beneath the tires and the sound of the interstate in the distance. That had to mean we were a good distance away from town, but still close enough that traffic on the freeway was heavy. If I could get away from them, I could probably find my way easily enough if they didn’t go much farther. I was beginning to wish they’d stop and just get it over with.
    Until they did.
    “I know you’re probably trying to think of ways to escape, but you should know that any attempt will be met with unpleasant consequences. Now, put your hands out in front of you like a good girl.”
    I didn’t want to do it, probably shouldn’t have, but those unpleasant consequences were playing heavily on my mind, so I did what I was told. He patted my cheek just a trifle too hard and looped soft cording around my wrists several times.
    “Very good. You do what I tell you and you’ll get rewarded. Disobey and I’ll have to punish you. Is that clear?”
    I nodded.
    “What’s that? I didn’t hear you.”
    “Yes.”
    “Yes what?”
    “Yes, sir?”
    The dark laugh sounded close to my ear. “That’ll do for now.” The van eased to a stop. “Ah . . . honey, we’re home. Now comes the real fun.”
    I stiffened as the driver exited the vehicle and came around to slide the door open.
    “You need any help getting her inside?” the man asked.
    “Nah, I’m cool. She’s going to be a good little slave girl, aren’t you, pet? You can take off.”
    Relief washed through me. I didn’t like the sound of the driver. Thank God, there wasn’t going to be two of them. At least for now. My abductor climbed out first and reached for me. I uttered a startled squeak when he leaned down and hauled me across his shoulder, fondling my ass as he carried me to heaven only knew

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