Page 22 of Gift Wrapped

She jumps to comply with my command, but I grab her elbow as she stumbles. Guiding her to the bed, I lightly shove her onto her back.

“Spread your legs, Lake. Let me see you.”

This time she hesitates for a moment before complying and I slap her pussy as an admonishment. She makes a keening sound but doesn’t close her legs.

“Good girl.” I praise her before placing a kiss on the pinkness I have left on her mound.

Taking her left arm, I use a single-column knot around her wrist to secure her arm to the bedpost before doing the same to her right hand. She moves her hands testing the knots. I proceed to do the same with her legs, spreading her as wide as she can go. Looking down at her body I feel a sense of pride. She trusts me, a virtual stranger, to bring her deepest desires to life.

Slowly I caress my hand from her cheek, down to her breast where I test the weight in my palm before plucking harshly at her nipple. Lake’s back bows off the bed with a moan. I wait until she settles back before I continue my course.

“You’re fucking gorgeous,” I say absent-mindedly.

Lake turns her face away from me and I smack the inside of her thigh hard enough that she screams and my fingertips tingle. Her breathing is ragged as she frowns at me while I rub her thigh.

“Don’t look away from me Lake. Don’t hide. I will never say anything to you that I don’t mean.” A tear escape from beneath the tie and I catch it with my lips. “I don’t have to say pretty words to get you in my bed, you’re already here.”

Lake smiles softly before nodding. “Thank you.”

“Don’t thank me yet.”

From the back pocket of my jeans, I remove the only other item I took from my closet. I insert the small white vibrator into her.

“Wilder?”

“Shh. I got you,” I say before switching it on to the lowest setting.

I watch as her hips undulate trying to get more friction. But that’s not what I want. She isn’t supposed to come from the vibrator, that’s my job. I just want to keep her needy. “I’ll be back,” I say before kissing her lips and leaving the remote in the center of her chest.

Chapter Eight

Lake Roman

What.The.Fuck.

He left me here. Tied to his bed with a vibrator inside me. He called me beautiful and then he walked out of the room. What kind of twist bullshit is this? My body strains against the bonds even though I know that I won’t be able to free myself.

“Wilder!” I scream but nothing happens.

Where the fuck did he go? Yelling won’t get me anywhere. I know we are miles from the nearest people and even if we weren’t I don’t know if I want anyone to find me like this. I feel vulnerable and exposed.

My body is begging for a release, for Wilder. And he is off doing God knows what. With every second he is gone my temper rises. My ligress however is purring gently in the recesses of my mind. She knows that Wilder wouldn’t hurt us. That doesn’t stop him from pissing me off.

After what feels like an eternity, Wilder returns and I can hear him speaking to someone. No other voices are in the room so I know he must be on his cell phone. I remain silent, waiting for him to finish his conversation.

Yeah, no. I’m not going to make a sound while anyone can hear me on the other side of the phone.

“Thank you, Gerald. I appreciate all you’ve done,” Wylder says. “Do me a favor though. Put me on speaker and leave the phone there. You can come back in thirty minutes.”

“Yes Mr. Smith,” I hear the other man reply, as Wilder sets his phone to speaker before placing it beside the remote for the vibrator.

I hear heavy breathing on the other end of the line but I’m not sure what the fuck is going on.

“Say hello to our friend,” Wilder whispers in my ear.

“Hello?” I say with a strained voice.

“Lake! Lake! Is that you baby?” Chad calls out. “What the fuck is going on.”

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