A quiet hum rumbles from my chest. “I want what everyone wants, Victoria.”
I step away from the table and slowly circle around Garrett’s chair. “I just want to indulge in a little sin.”
In one swift motion, I rip the duct tape off Garrett’s mouth. “Fuck!” he shouts immediately, his lips now bloodied.
He completely ignores me and turns straight to Victoria.
“Vicky, I’ll get you out of here,” he blurts out. “I promise you, I’ll-”
I press the duct tape back over his mouth, cutting him off mid-sentence.
“Alright, that’s enough out of you.”
I step away from him and head back toward Victoria, mocking his voice as I go.
“I’ll get you out of here, Vicky.”
I let out a short laugh.
“Vicky? That’s the stupidest nickname I’ve ever heard in my life. For someone who used to date her and now stalks her outside of work every fucking day, you’d think you could come up with something a little more creative.”
My fingers slide up along her upper calf, slowly working their way higher until they reach the inside of her thighs. I drag them through the space between them.
She squirms immediately, trying to twist away from me, but the restraints keep her exactly where I put her.
Guess those Eagle Scouts knots really did pay off.
“Please.. don’t,” she pleads, her voice trembling. “I don’t know why you’re doing this, but I-”
My hand suddenly clamps down over her pussy, rough and possessive. A sharp gasp escapes her as I squeeze it for a second before releasing.
I start pulling her panties down her legs, and that’s when the begging really starts.
“No, no, please.. don’t,” her voice breaks as she pleads. “I can pay you.Hecan pay you. Just don’t-”
I stop once the fabric bunches just below her knees.
“First off,” I reply, “you don’t make enough to pay me what you’re worth. And secondly, bitch-boy over here blows his money gambling every weekend.” I glance over toward Garrett. “So I highly doubt he’s got that kind of budget.”
I grab the roll of duct tape, slice off a strip with my knife, and press it firmly over her mouth. Strands of her blonde hair catch in the adhesive as I press the tape down, but I don’t give it a second thought.
I keep tugging at her underwear until the fabric finally slides all the way down and bunches around her ankles.
Then, just like before, my fingers trace their way back up along her calf, slowly climbing higher as they move toward her cunt again. “Oh, Victoria. You’re going to learn tonight just how many ways you can be gagged and fucked.”
I flick her clit, making her jump abruptly. A startledgasp escapes her, muffled by the tape. My fingers trail down, finding her entrance, and I don’t hold back as I slide one in, then another, until three fingers sink deep into her.
She can act all she wants, pretending she’s resisting, but I know that she’s enjoying every bit of this. Her walls clench around me with each stroke, tightening and quivering as I pump in and out, rougher, faster, until her juices cover my fingers.
Every shiver, every muffled whine, tells me she’s exactly where she wants to be.
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Victoria
God, please help me. I don’t want to be here. Not like this. Not with him.
Garrett keeps yelling through the tape, his words unintelligible, and it only makes my anxiety spike.
