Complicated Ties (The Ties Trilogy (A Contemporary Erotic Romance Novel)) (12 page)

I sat down on the bed as Daniel moved towards a draw, when he came back to me he had a red blindfold,
‘Well this is going to be interesting’,
the thought making my pussy begin to tingle.

Daniel moved forwards and placed the blindfold over my eyes, I was now completely in his control, and I knew I was at his very command.

I could feel him move me off the bed and across the room, he pulled my left arm and attached it to some sort of handcuff and then he did the same to my right one. He then did the same to my legs, I felt uncomfortable but the feeling of becoming aroused put the thought of being uncomfortable at the back of my head. I heard Daniel move a away and stand behind me, a cold gel like substance being inserted into my ass, his finger slowly penetrating me.
‘God this is so fucking hot’,
Daniel took his finger out and started to gently tease my opening with something that felt like a cock, but cold and made of some sort of plastic, with  him pushing it gently in, with my breath becoming heavier and shallow. The ebbs of pleasure beginning to flow from my pussy, I could hear him move to the front of me, with the plastic cock left in me. A sharp pain began to form in my nipples, the feel of cold steel clamping shut, he did the same with my pussy pulling my labia wide open. ‘If he doesn’t fuck me now, I’m gonna scream’.

“Daniel...please fuck me...”, I could feel my juices begin ooze out of my open pussy but Daniel didn’t reply. I could feel his hot breath close to my face as he began to kiss me, his hand moving towards my openness. His fingers started to move across my clit, faster and faster, I could feel the beginnings of an orgasm start to build, my breath getting heavier and heavier.

“Fuck my mouth now Daniel...”, he replied with harder and harder kisses biting the bottom of my lip in the process,

“Patience Miss White...all good things”, I felt his other hand come down on my ass with a loud clap that filled the room. I winced with the pain, the radiating pleasure moving down towards my wetness.

Without any warning he pushed his cock into me making me moan with pleasure, his strokes becoming harder, him getting faster.
‘Fuck I’m going to cum all over him’
, the thought popping into my head as I couldn’t control the cascading effect of an impending orgasm as it overtook my body.

“FUCK....ME HARDER....!!”, I screamed as Daniel continued to fuck me, his hand reaching around to my ass, I could feel the plastic cock begin to vibrate, the waves of pleasure pushing me beyond the orgasm that I just had.

“Fuck, you're on fucking fire Maddie...”, his reply came as he continued to push his cock against the walls of my pussy.

The overwhelming surge of another orgasm pushed itself down my spine through my stomach and into my pussy,  it becoming harder to breathe, wave after wave of intense ecstasy coming after each other.

I could feel Daniel begin to tense,

“Oh fuck I’m going to to cum...” he said in between breaths,

“Cum in me Daniel...please cum inside me, I want to feel your spunk”, he jerked back and tensed; his cock beginning to twitch inside me.

I felt his semen spray the back of my pussy, a warm sensation sending me into another orgasm.

Daniel began to kiss me as he released my restraints, the blood returning to my hands. He took the blindfold and the brightness of the room temporarily blinding me,

“Miss White, you’re one of a kind..”, his face drenched with sweat.

“I know I am”, I leant in front of him and took his cock in my mouth tasting it’s salty flavor, making my pussy twitch, the remnants of semen running along my tongue. I stood up and moved Daniel towards the bed, I  looked deep into his eyes as I climbed above him and pushed my pussy onto his cock, I could feel it’s girth push my walls apart, my juices beginning to fill the gaps between.

I started to play with his nipples as I could feel him getting close to cumming again, I wanted to carry on but as he got closer and closer I stood up suddenly.

“What the fuck Miss White?”, he asked as I watched his cock begin to twitch, his face looking sullen.

“Cut the crap Daniel, I need to get home to my animals...but thank you for an unforgettable evening”, I replied as I headed towards one of his many bathrooms to clean up.

“What..you have to go so soon then?”, Daniel stared at me with a wounded look on his face.

My watch told me it was getting late, I moved towards where my clothes had fallen and got dressed, my phone laying face down on the floor I picked it up and replaced it into my bag.

“So where were we?”, I asked Daniel as he got up and got dressed.

“Why you have to go so soon, there’s so much I wanted to do to you”, I could hear the concern in his voice.

“You can drop me at home please Daniel, as I said I have things to attend to”

“OK well take the limo back if that’s ok Miss White?”, Daniel picked up his keys and moved towards the door. I followed him out and we rode the elevator to the lobby.

The limo was parked outside with the door open and his driver standing by it, as he closed the door, I knew the journey back would be in silence as the thoughts of what had occurred in his penthouse began to fill my mind.

The quietness of the limo was disconcerting, I spent the time looking out of the window, as the street lamps blurred into one, Daniel was equally quiet, maybe because I didn’t speak to him. I knew he was wounded, the fact that I stopped us having sex, the brutality of what had happened, the way he tied me up and have control over me. I would not normally become subdued like that, I like to be in control of a situation totally, to make a man wait for pleasure. Daniel had some sort of effect on me, I thought it earlier as I stood in his bathroom, the experience was pleasurable but it had taken me aback. I could feel the tension between me and Daniel build as we approached the gates that led to my house.

The car pulled into my courtyard Daniel finally broke the quietness that had lasted over an hour.

“Thank you for tonight.. Goodnight Miss White”, I nodded in reply and opened my front door, as soon as my feet touched the parquet flooring I began to cry. The lights of the limo still illuminating my house filling the darkness of the hall, as I closed the front door. I could hear the sound of Lisha milling around in the front room was heard as I entered my bedroom. The welcoming sensation of the shower washed away the last few hours, it felt good, it penetrating every pore of my body, it’s welcoming feeling helping me relax. As I got out and begun to dry myself off I heard my phone buzz in my bag, pulling it out I could see a text from Daniel.

‘Maddie, Sorry if you thought that I hurt you, I did wonder why you were quiet in the car. See you soon. Ace x’

I didn’t reply but I wanted to catch up with Lisha, heading into the lounge Lisha was sitting there channel hopping.

“Drink Lisha”, I asked as she turned around and waved at me with one of her smiles on her face and half a bottle of Shiraz on the table.

“Don’t mind if I do...although something different than this Shiraz”, she said, pointing at the bottle.

I poured us Zinfandel and sat next to her,

“You Ok Mad, you look a little preoccupied”, she said, taking a sip from her Rose

“Yeah, I had dinner with the illustrious Mr Ace.”,

“Well, spill all the gritty details..”, Lisha got a little closer to me, her eyes full of questions.

“ We had food...oh and I asked him if he wanted sex once a week.”, Lisha’s expression changed.

“You did what?...Really? Just like that then?...That is totally you.”,

“And...he did things to me that totally blew my head off...”, I told her, with her leaning forwards hoping I would divulge more detail.

“So was he any good...what kind of things...come on, you can’t hold back now”, she took her glass and finished off her drink.

“Well what you do think? ...I’m keeping tight lipped..”,

“Aw come on Maddie...your leaving out all the juicy details...what’s a girl supposed to do when you're keeping mum?”, we both started to laugh.

“Lish, I’m going to head to bed, ok? ...”

“Sure Mad, I’m going to stay up and watch the gorgeous John Barrowman run around and catch aliens”, Lisha gave me a hug as I headed towards my bedroom.

I lay in bed unable to sleep the thoughts of tonight running around my head,
‘Why would I let him do that to me, I’m normally the dominant one...maybe it’s because he has such an effect on me...what do I gonna say to him when I see him’
.

The need to sleep was urgent, I had to sleep, I’ve got that fundraiser that I and Lisha were going to.

Gradually drifting off, my dreams full of Daniel, we are becoming man and wife, raising kids, living in the atypical house with a picket fence.

I awoke and the clock on my bedside table told me it was 2am, the sweat on my brow making me warm and thirsty.

The house was quiet, the dogs asleep by the glowing embers of the fire. I poured myself a glass water from the fridge and began to think about texting Daniel my apology, but deciding to do it at a reasonable hour.

Drinking the cold water refreshed me and I headed back to my bedroom thinking about the dream that had been so vivid,
‘would Daniel be the man who I would marry and raise children together?’,
the thought sent a shiver down my spine as I climbed underneath the crumpled covers. Overwhelmed by tiredness, I drifted into the arms of slumber.

Sunlight crept through my window as a dawn chorus erupted in my courtyard, and heard Alice come through the front door, her keys jangling in her hand, the dogs beginning their usual round of barking and excitement at seeing Alice, with Lisha joining in with the loud noises of opening and closing several doors.

Knowing that I had to get up and face the day didn’t do me any favors, the day was full of things that needed doing, to organize my launch party on Friday and thinking of texting Daniel back. Deep at the back of my mind I knew I wanted to make him stew a little, having him ponder on why I had kept silence in the limousine on the trip home from an evening of pleasure and pain which made me smile on what could be a slow and tedious day.

Hearing eggs that were being cracked into a skillet, Alice smiled at me as I strolled into the kitchen, still dressed in my pyjamas and with the distinct possibility that I had ‘bed hair’, Alice failed to notice if I did or did not have ‘bed hair’ and she had always had a professional approach to my appearance even if I walked in dressed as a homicidal clown who had issues with his oversized shoes, the silent arrangement suited me .

Her usual jovial approach to cooking involved lots of salt and pepper, reminding me of watching maniac chefs on daytime television.

“Good Morning Miss Maddie, I do hope you slept well”, finding the plate appearing in front of me.

“Slept well Alice, positively log like”, picking up a fork that was next to my plate and taking a mouthful of peppered eggs.

“Coffee Miss Maddie?”, as she poured the thick black amber into a chipped china mug that Grandma White had given to me back in my college days.

“Appreciated, Alice”, slipping back the coffee and feeling the hot liquid travel down my throat.

“Anything interesting going on today?”, Lisha asked as she plunked herself next to me.

“The usual stuff I guess, taking the dogs for their booster jabs, then into town to meet with Abigail to go over the plans for Friday”.

“Miss Maddie, you received a call Dan Pallomero this morning”, Alice sat in front of me and picked at her breakfast.

“Dan?, what did he want?”, I pushed my plate away from me and resumed drinking my coffee.

“He asked if you had any further strange telephone calls”, Alice stood up and began to clear up the breakfast things.

“I’ll call him back later, Alice would you get the dogs ready for the car”,

“Yes Miss Maddie, won’t be long”, with Alice gone I turned to Lisha.

“So..what am I going to do about Mr Stalker?”, Lisha put her cold coffee on the table and shifted closer to where I sat.

“We don’t know if he’s a stalker or just some asshole with a telephone fetish and gets off to it”,

“Well whoever it is, he’s been following us on different occasions, maybe I’m being paranoid Lish”,

“Aren’t we all? , just put it out of your mind. Leave it to that private dick”. As we finished our conversation Alice walked in.

“The dogs are in the Evoque Miss Maddie”, she looked at me and smiled.

“Thank you Alice, Shall we Lisha?”.

Heading out into the courtyard the dogs started to press their faces against the glass of the trunk,

“Will you guys please Sit!”, Lisha began to laugh at me.

“Like they’ll listen to you...that shit cracks me up every time”,

“They do listen to me, ok maybe just Oscar does”,

“Yeah only Oscar, the others like to play it up with you”.

Arriving at Eden Hills Jenna was already there waiting patiently outside in the warmth of the sun.

“Morning Maddie, Lisha”,

“Morning to you on this glorious sunny weather”, Lisha quipped with one of smiles.

Throwing my keys to Jenna with her catching them mid air, Lisha moved to the trunk and opened it, with all the dogs flying out into the parking lot causing chaos in their wake.

The shutters came up and the door opened, the dogs proceeding to get in first nearly tripping Lisha and Jenna,

“How many bookings have we got today Jen?”, moving to the desk that stood in reception.

“A grand total of one, cat spay at 3”,

“Is that it?”.

“Yeah Maddie”, I knew then it was going to be one of those days where I should of stayed in bed.

Later that afternoon I had returned home, the IFAW charity event was tonight and I was looking forward to it.

My phone began to vibrate and as I took it out I saw Ant cleaning one of our cars, a single line of text appeared.

“I can see you”, a surge of terror seeped into my mind
. ‘Who can see me’?.

Moving closer to Ant, he could see that I had one of those looks on my face,

“You ok Miss Maddie?”, his concern showing in his voice.

“No, not particularly, I’ve had one of those texts again Ant”, handing him my phone, he looked at the screen and gave it me back.

“I believe we should give that Mr Pallomero a call Miss Maddie, I will hire extra security just in case the so called stalker appears”,

“You don’t think it’s Mr Ace do you?, the question seemed logical at the time.

“Highly unlikely Miss Maddie, Mr Ace doesn’t seem the gentleman who would follow you or send you texts of this caliber”, Lisha came into view as Ant continued his cleaning.

“Hey Mad, you look like you could do with something to eat?, and I bring glad tidings of McDonalds to cheer you up a little, you look worried Mad”, coming over to me with two brown bags as we both entered the house.