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He nudges my back forward with the palm of his hand before removing a pair of handcuffs from my wrists. He's fast, taking one wrist and cuffing it to the arm of the wooden chair. Knox moves around to cuff the other wrist to the opposite arm. After untying my feet, he lets me stand, with the back of the chair forcing me to hinge at the waist.
"How many pairs of those do you have?" I ask him about the cuffs. My mouth is drier than a desert.
"Don't worry, Gemma, we have plenty of time to figure that out," he says with lust coating his tone. I feel the zipper of my skirt pulling down, leaving my silk panties exposed. My body is on a rollercoaster of emotions. Fear, seduction, lust, and anger surge through every nerve.
"Please, I'll do whatever you want, just don't—" My body trembles as I beg him not to do what I feel is coming.
"What I do is based on how your father treats me. Since you didn't have the courtesy to treat me like the elite fucking customer I am, I'm going to make sure you never make this mistake with me again."
CHAPTER 3
Knox
My cock is so hard staring at Gemma's sweet ass that I'm having a hard time keeping my thoughts straight. I don't need her for any of this. I can easily break her father's jaw to get my money, but men with pretty daughters tend to work faster when their daughters are in danger. Unless, of course, her father's a piece of shit. Well, either way, I'm going to have my way.
She's begging, pleading, stalling for more time as she speaks, "You said you'd give us a day, twenty-four hours. Give me that time to find Paulie?—"
"And call the police? The police who aren't going to do shit because I'm the Sandman. They don't like me, Gemma."
"I like you."
I slap her ass so hard she sucks in air through clenching teeth before blowing out a breathy scream. “Oh God.”
"That's what you get for lying. I have a plan that will have you back home very soon. I already have a script for you to read. Just look straight ahead into that camera."
The way her eyes shoot up sends a shiver down her spine. Her phone is sitting in a mount on a tripod with the screen facing us. "You're recording this? Us? You're on camera with me?"
I wrap my hand around her ponytail, yanking her head to the side. My tongue snakes its way up her neck, making her whimper and tremble. The fear radiating from her body is such a fucking turn-on. The only thing on camera is her tits dangling out of the top of her shirt.
The sheet of paper I have for her is on a nearby table in this small room in the basement. The great thing about this space is no one knows it's here. A vacant plot of land on a plot of land in Yonkers that holds two sheds. One is empty, and the other is a studio apartment setup for use at my discretion. It's always useful when I need to keep people out of sight.
I swipe the piece of paper off a table and place it on the seat of the chair. I sit on the bed behind her. I can't wait, pulling out my cock to stroke it. My hope is for the erection to die down, but looking at her sweet ass in those soft panties has me on edge. I feel like an addict who needs a hit.
"Don't move," I warn her as I slide those panties down to lick her ass cheek.
"Please. You don't have to do this," she whimpers.
My fingers slide between her slit, dipping inside her soaking-wet walls and stroking her while I jerk myself off. Her pleas for me to stop go silent as her moans of lust, her sexual needs being met, shove away any apprehension.
"Please don't make me come. Oh… Oh, God. Fuck, yes.” Gemma's words fall on deaf ears as I make her come all over my finger. I suck her juices off my finger and move my hand around to her mouth for her to do the same.
"Suck it. Show me how you like to suck it," I tell her. Each breath between us comes quicker as she uses her mouth to mimic the very motions she'd use on my cock. "Yeah, just like that. Fuck, I need you."
Her moans and whimpers of fear blend into a melody of lustful anticipation. However, my release is quick as I come with my cock still in my other hand. My cum spurts and drips onto her ass, down the back of her leg.
The way her body relaxes shows her relief that I didn't fuck her. Too bad, the relief will be short-lived. My dick's still hard and I'm getting my second wind. I pull my finger out of her mouth and slip it back inside her cunt. Fuck, she's still sopping wet.
My restraint vanishes as I rub the tip of my cock at her entrance. Up and down, up and down, and in. The way her walls contract around me sends my pulse through the roof. I fit perfectly inside of her as I stroke in and out.
I reach around the front and tear her blouse. Buttons fly as she grunts with every thrust of my cock burying itself to the hilt. I unsnap her bra and watch her titties sway in the camera as I fuck her from behind.
"Read the script, Gemma," I tell her between thrusts.
"Fuck you," she snarls.
I slap her ass harder than the last time.
"FUCK!" she shouts.
