Page 75 of Caution Tape

She pushes me away but reaches down and fumbles for the mask out of her bag. She pulls it over her head, and I help pull her pigtails through the loops in the latex.

“This is the weirdest thing I’ve ever done.” She tightens the mask and takes the collar from me, moving her necklace out of the way to tighten the collar around her throat. “I feel stupid. Is Nolan even here? I bet this is some joke you’re playing.”

As if on cue, Nolan, from deep in the house, calls out: “Everything good?”

She gathers her breath to shout an answer, but I cover her mouth.

“Yes!” I yell back. “One second!”

She glares at me but falls silent. She’s taller than me, the boots making it even more obvious. Still, it’s very satisfying to tug on the leash and draw her closer.

“Do what we say, and you’ll have him back. I don’t want him. This is just a game to me. You can take him back and go play house and join the stupid PTA. I don’t care.”

We start to head toward Nolan, Natalie walking beside me, but I can’t resist rubbing it in. “Oh no. You’re going to crawl.”

“What?” she hisses.

“Crawl for him, bitch.”

To my amazement, she sinks down and begins crawling on her hands and knees, sighing with disdain as she does it.

“I can’t believe this.”

Me neither, honestly, but it’s really starting to turn me on. I can see why Nolan acts like this in the bedroom. It feels incredible. I tug the leash. “You don’t have permission to speak. Be a good girl and hurry up.”

Nolan is lying on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling. He’s spread a quilt over the mattress, and I see pillows conveniently tossed on the bloodstains that were on the floor.

“I brought something for you.” I lead Natalie to the side of the bed. The latex covers her face entirely; only her eyes and mouth are in view. They look pleadingly up at Nolan, but his face is impassive. If he recognizes her, he isn’t letting on.

He swings his legs off the bed, so that his thighs are on either side of Natalie as she kneels. Her face is level with his crotch, and I can see his cock stiffening as it presses against the blue-grey denim.

“What’s her name?” he asks softly. He begins slowly pushing up his sleeves, revealing his forearms.

“She doesn’t deserve a name. She’s only here for one purpose.”

“Hm.” He reaches down and grips her by the chin. “You want me to use you, huh?”

She nods, but blissfully remains quiet. All the resistance and attitude went out the window the moment she saw him. She hungrily eyes Nolan. She’s bought into the fantasy.

He takes the metal chain and stands up. He wraps it once, twice around his closed fist, and uses it to force her to stand up as well. He glances at me, and his eyes are blank. Unreadable.

He knows. He knows and he’s playing along.

For now.

The insecurity spikes again, and I fight to stay calm. I can feel it roaring in my brain, shrieking at me that he’s going to choose her. Look at her! How could he ever choose me? She’s softer and prettier. She’s everything he could want. I reallywasthe crazy distraction and the moment he starts fucking her, I will be gone. Wiped from his mind. I’ll cease to exist.

Nolan moves suddenly, with violent ferocity. For a second, I think he’s just going to kill her immediately, that he’s done holding back and he’s ready to descend into whatever void that hides behind his eyes.

He shoves her onto the bed and rips the panties off. I hear one of the seams in the waistband split. He holds her down with one hand while the other tears off his belt, his pants falling to his knees as he slides into her and begins fucking her savagely. There’s nothing patient or gentle about it.

“Ohyes!”Natalie exclaims. She’s face down on the bed, her entire body rocking back and forth with the force of Nolan. He’s breathing in short, angry pants as he tears his shirt off before grabbing both of her hips and bending his knees slightly so he can get deeper inside of her.

None of this is how it was supposed to go. I wasn’t supposed to feel this awful twinge of jealousy deep in my gut. I wasn’t supposed to be standing here awkwardly during this threesome. My sense of control has been snatched away and I don’t know what to do.

“Please,harder!“ Natalie begs.

“Shut the fuck up so I can come,” he says coldly. Then he groans angrily, closing his eyes and running his fingertips down her back.

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