told you that I was twisted and taking you from being the conniving, bratty little bitch that you are, to a wreathing, moaning, and begging slut, just does it for me every time. Now shut-up or I’m gagging your ass.”
I saw the mischievous gleam in his eye as he retrieved the already plugged in vibrator and pressed it into my clit.
“Who gets you wet, girl.”
I groaned raising my body up as far as the ropes would permit. I answered because I knew if I didn’t he would stop.
“You do, ahh, you do.”
As if reading my mind he replied, “You’re learning.”
“Please James you are going to make me cum.”
“No, I am not.”
He tossed the vibrator aside and loosed my legs, but kept my arms bound. He folded my legs back and slowly entered me as he tugged on two handfuls of hair at each side of my head.
His threats in my ear only intensified the connection that I felt to this man ; this man who was blackmailing me at will.
“Mine, mine, mine, girl you are mine and this hot little body of yours is mine to toy with however I see fit. You better stay away from any other men and that means that husband of yours too.”
“James, I can’t,” was all that I got out.
“I don’t want to hear it girl, shut-up , while I fuck your brains out. Umm, that is so, so, good girl…”
Chapter Fourteen
James and Amanda
James stood in the doorway just being James as I put on my make-up.
“You’re not wearing what you picked out today.”
I tried to ignore him, but as usual that was proving to be a challenge.
And since we are on the subject of what you can’t do ; I already sent Mike to the hotel and had your stuff moved into the ad-joining penthouse.”
I swung around to view James looking very satisfied that he had gotten a reaction so quickly.
“You can’t tell me where to live!”
“We’ll see about that,” he turned away after making that statement. I should have known that James had an ace up his sleeve.
I yelled after him, “You know what James? There is something wrong with you.”
Bastard!
Amanda
I sat staring in disbelief at the man who looked like a bad version of ‘Doogie Howser,’ a name that I dub uptight professionals who need to remove the stick from their ass.
“Mrs. Hendricks, I’m here to inform you that you that until the confidential document that you have misplaced is found, that you are under your Boss’s supervision. You are not permitted to make any business decisions concerning Images without his ok.”
“Fine, I quit.”
“You’re not permitted to do that either , Mrs. Hendricks.”
I looked up to view a James with a shit eating grin on his face as he stated, “I wish there was some way to have her placed on house arrest in my custody. You know that she is going through a divorce right now, she could be a flight risk.”
My mouth literally dropped open as I glared at James.
“I can have her put in jail if you like Mr. Madden.”
“No you can’t,” I screeched. “I’m not talking to you anymore without my lawyer.”
“Very well Mrs. Hendricks.”
At that point he directed everything to James.
I really didn’t care because I had heard more than enough.
It didn’t take a rocket scientist to know that this was just James up to his tricks. No matter how I tried to convince myself that it was no big deal, I still couldn’t get the foreboding feeling of wondering how far that James would go to get and maintain the control that he so craved over me.
What was it with this guy that he had to control my every move? How far would he go? Even though I was in a loveless marriage , I had no desire for any ill to come to my husband.
Whether I wanted to admit it or not, my blackmailer was gaining more and more control each day that went by.
I saw the mischievous gleam in his eye as he retrieved the already plugged in vibrator and pressed it into my clit.
“Who gets you wet, girl.”
I groaned raising my body up as far as the ropes would permit. I answered because I knew if I didn’t he would stop.
“You do, ahh, you do.”
As if reading my mind he replied, “You’re learning.”
“Please James you are going to make me cum.”
“No, I am not.”
He tossed the vibrator aside and loosed my legs, but kept my arms bound. He folded my legs back and slowly entered me as he tugged on two handfuls of hair at each side of my head.
His threats in my ear only intensified the connection that I felt to this man ; this man who was blackmailing me at will.
“Mine, mine, mine, girl you are mine and this hot little body of yours is mine to toy with however I see fit. You better stay away from any other men and that means that husband of yours too.”
“James, I can’t,” was all that I got out.
“I don’t want to hear it girl, shut-up , while I fuck your brains out. Umm, that is so, so, good girl…”
Chapter Fourteen
James and Amanda
James stood in the doorway just being James as I put on my make-up.
“You’re not wearing what you picked out today.”
I tried to ignore him, but as usual that was proving to be a challenge.
And since we are on the subject of what you can’t do ; I already sent Mike to the hotel and had your stuff moved into the ad-joining penthouse.”
I swung around to view James looking very satisfied that he had gotten a reaction so quickly.
“You can’t tell me where to live!”
“We’ll see about that,” he turned away after making that statement. I should have known that James had an ace up his sleeve.
I yelled after him, “You know what James? There is something wrong with you.”
Bastard!
Amanda
I sat staring in disbelief at the man who looked like a bad version of ‘Doogie Howser,’ a name that I dub uptight professionals who need to remove the stick from their ass.
“Mrs. Hendricks, I’m here to inform you that you that until the confidential document that you have misplaced is found, that you are under your Boss’s supervision. You are not permitted to make any business decisions concerning Images without his ok.”
“Fine, I quit.”
“You’re not permitted to do that either , Mrs. Hendricks.”
I looked up to view a James with a shit eating grin on his face as he stated, “I wish there was some way to have her placed on house arrest in my custody. You know that she is going through a divorce right now, she could be a flight risk.”
My mouth literally dropped open as I glared at James.
“I can have her put in jail if you like Mr. Madden.”
“No you can’t,” I screeched. “I’m not talking to you anymore without my lawyer.”
“Very well Mrs. Hendricks.”
At that point he directed everything to James.
I really didn’t care because I had heard more than enough.
It didn’t take a rocket scientist to know that this was just James up to his tricks. No matter how I tried to convince myself that it was no big deal, I still couldn’t get the foreboding feeling of wondering how far that James would go to get and maintain the control that he so craved over me.
What was it with this guy that he had to control my every move? How far would he go? Even though I was in a loveless marriage , I had no desire for any ill to come to my husband.
Whether I wanted to admit it or not, my blackmailer was gaining more and more control each day that went by.
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