Page 30 of Saving Penny
Fear penetrated her soul as she began to fight the ropes, trying to free herself. She bit back a cry, trying to remain silent. She didn’t want to alert her captor that she was awake. The smell of fresh raspberries filled the air. She paused and sniffed.
Did they wash her?
Oh God,she chanted in her mind as she tugged harder. The contents of her stomach threatened to emerge as she thought of a stranger doing something as intimate as bathing her while she was unconscious. Tears filled her eyes as the skin around her wrists began to burn, but the rope refused to budge.
“Oh, honey, don’t do that. You’re going to hurt yourself,” a voice spoke up from the doorway. She froze in disbelief.
No.
Her heart raced as she turned and met the eyes of Lydia Allen.
What. The. Fuck.
She stared, dumbstruck, at her secretary as she walked into the room, just as calm as could be, dressed in a matching nightgown.
“Lydia, what are you doing?” She was finally able to gain her wits back as Lydia moved closer to the bed.
“I’m sure you got all my pictures, and the present.” Lydia smiled as she sat on the edge of the bed. “You’re highly intelligent. Put two and two together.”
Penny swallowed hard. All this time, she had assumed it was a man stalking her, a man demanding that she was to be theirs. Following her. Knowing her favorite spots. Hacking her email account. Taking her pictures. Sending the anal plug that was carefully wrapped with a note.
No, it was a woman the whole time. One who knew almost everything about her.
“Why?” What was this woman going to do to her? She sent a prayer out that Drake would be able to find her.
“How else was I to get your attention?” Lydia’s smile disappeared as anger rippled across her face. “You’ve never looked at me. All the boyfriends you’ve had, and not one of them worked out. You had me in front of you all this time, willing to be with you, to do whatever you wanted, but no. You didn’t even look my way.”
“What are you talking about? I see you everyday at work.” She tried to play dumb and keep her talking. She needed to find a way to stall whatever Lydia had planned so that she could find a way to escape.
“No, you didn’t!” Lydia cried out. Standing from the bed, she began to pace. Her agitation was evident as her hands flew through the air as she spoke. “You never looked at me like a woman. Sure, as a friend, a coworker even, but never as a woman you could love. I worked out faithfully to make sure my body was attractive for you. I bought the sexiest outfits I could find to wear to work, hoping to get your attention, but you never looked at me! We will be so good together. I promise.”
Penny’s body trembled as she stared at the woman she had called a friend. She couldn’t believe what she was hearing, and she knew she would have to tread lightly. She didn’t want to escalate Lydia any further and cause her to do something that she would regret.
“I’m sorry, Lydia, I didn’t know. You know I’ve been working really hard and a ton of hours. I never know if I’m coming or going.” She sighed, putting on an Oscar-worthy performance. She knew she needed to keep Lydia calm if she was going to escape. Penny would have to feed into this fantasy that Lydia cooked up.
“I know you have, and I admire it so much. They worked you too hard at Med-Well. It’s no wonder you’re leaving.” Lydia stopped pacing and her face softened as she smiled at Penny. Penny held back her relief as she saw that her acting skills were winning the woman over. She just needed Lydia to calm down, trust her, and then she could get free and run for her life.
“I see you now. I was a fool.” She continued her act with a small smile. “Your gown is pretty.”
“Isn’t it?” Lydia twirled around to show it off, while smoothing the material against her frame. A memory flashed before Penny’s eyes of the night that Penny noticed Lydia’s new red dress, and how Lydia had gotten excited that she had noticed it. “We’re twins.”
“Yeah, they’re beautiful,” she murmured, quickly running out of conversation to keep Lydia calm. How the hell was she going to save herself? “Um, did you wash me when I was sleeping?”
She had a funny feeling she should avoid the term ‘unconscious,’ for fear that Lydia would go off on a tangent.
“Yes. I figured that Drake character was just another one of your boy toys that wouldn’t last. I could tell by the way he was looking and touching you, that you had slept with him. I didn’t want the first time I tasted you to smell or taste like him. He’s left bruises all over your body, and even a bite mark. That’s no way for you to be treated. ”
Her heart jumped in her throat at the woman’s words. She officially felt violated with the thoughts of the woman taking advantage of her while she was unconscious.
“Lydia, did you—”
“Of course not, silly.” Lydia giggled, shaking her head. Penny was still strung tight as her stomach filled with fear.
“I just washed you. Oh, believe me, I was tempted. Your pussy looked as delicious as I imagined, but I resisted. I want our first time together to be special, and you would have to be awake,” Lydia scoffed as she sat back on the edge of the bed, as if bathing an unconscious person was normal. Her face softened as she gazed upon Penny. “I’ve never wanted to be with a woman until you. Your pretty pussy was practically begging for my tongue. I can’t wait to dip my tongue inside of you.”
This woman was officially out of her mind.
“Lydia, I thought you dated men? I didn’t know you were bi-sex—”
