Tease Me (Private Listing #4)

“Ow.” Turning, I watch in horror as he pushes the plunger on the needle. No, no, no.

“I’m not stupid, little one. I know it’ll take time to convince you that you belong here. That you’ll be safe here. You may want to run away now, but soon you won’t.”

I stare at the needle as he draws it out. Horror fills me. “What did you put in me?”

“Nothing bad. Just something to make you relax and not worry so much about things that don’t matter.” He takes the needle over to the counter.

“Like I won’t worry about Anna?” What he plans to do to her? Or what he plans to do to me? Oh, god, I have to get away before the drug takes effect. Before I can push back from the table, rope bands below my breasts and around arms, pulling me tight into the chair.

“What are you doing?” I whisper as the ropes get tighter.

“Anna will keep.” Patrick sits in the chair next to me and turns me to face him.

I struggle against the rope, but it’s tied tight.

He brushes my hair out of my face. “I want to trust you, little one, but our situation isn’t exactly straightforward.”

“I’ll do what you want, just release me,” I plead, but his eyes are so cold.

He chuckles. “I know Noah likes to bind you.” His hand falls on my bare knee and bile rises in my throat. His fingers toy with the hem of my dress. “They take good home videos. That nightgown was perfect. You’re perfect. So submissive and needy. You like being used, little one. I can’t wait to use you.”

There’s heat behind his words as he pushes my skirt up.

“No.” I jerk at the rope, but he just smiles and drags my skirt up higher.

“I may only have one cock, little one, but I have plenty of toys to help you feel that fullness you crave.” He pushes my skirt higher until my panties are visible.

“Stop, please.” I try to jerk back, but I don’t dare kick him. I have to keep my head. If he ties up my feet, I’ll be completely helpless.

“I wish they had video of whatever you did to rip your dress, little one.” His finger trails up and down my inner thigh. “I would have loved to see you like that. Maybe we’ll recreate it when you’re more in the mood.”

I want to scream, but it would be pointless. There’s no one to hear.

“The police assured me there were only two samples on the dress.” He lifts his darkened eyes to mine and smirks. “Who was it, little one?”

I press my lips together.

“Maybe I’ll invite them to recreate it, so I can watch. Maybe I’ll kill them for touching what’s mine.”

Oh, god, they trust him. They suspect him a little, but they trust him. He could get to them. They could end up like Hunter. Tears choke me and my lip trembles.

“Come now, Madison. Don’t act the prude. Tell me which two fucked you in your dress.” His hand stops on my thigh. “That audio clip I sent? It was video too. I didn’t want them to remove my camera.”

His thumb rubs the inside of my thigh and I want to vomit. “We can watch it together. Would you like that? Watching those four fuck you. One after the other. Taking turns in your pussy and then your ass.”

He digs his fingers into my skin and I whimper.

“Answer me, little one. We could recreate it right now. I can strip off those panties and fuck you on the table with your hands bound.” When his fingers ease like he’s going to move his hand to my panties, I can’t take it anymore.

“Why?” The word lurches out of me and tears flow down my cheeks. “Why are you doing this to me?”

He grins and sits back. “There she is. Don’t play me, little one. I know you inside and out. Every inch of you is mine now. I’m not going to rape you like Hunter would. The drugs will work their magic until you want it. Need it. Crave it. Then I’ll give it to you.”

Standing, he rubs his hand down my hair. His eyes are soft and fond as he studies my face. “Sweet little one, I don’t want to leave you, but I have to take care of the trash. The things I do for you.”

He turns and walks away. A sob escapes me.

I have to focus while I can.