Nemesis part 2: Penny for your thoughts
You hear the key as it opens the lock; you take a deep breath and try to remain calm. He enters and closes the door behind him; silent, he glides effortlessly across the chamber floor like a floating specter.
“Do you like your new surroundings? I thought a warm, soft bed was preferable to that dark cell.”
He sits upon the bed and smiles.
“I’m still chained up,” you remark; your body flinching as he draws nearer.
You watch curiously as his hand reaches inside his pocket.
“I thought you might be hungry,” he says, voice smooth like aged whiskey.
You swallow hard as he takes a bite of a fresh peach; droplets of juice dribbling down his lips. With outstretched arms he offers you a bite.
“Slowly,” he breathes as you nibble on it; still inching himself closer, he stares; his chocolate brown eyes never leaving your gaze.
“Penny,” he whispers; the use of the diminutive of your name making you quiver; the peach is dropped as his full mouth surrounds your own.
“Penny, Penny,” he moans as he fumbles with your skirts; your legs instinctively spread; there is no fight in you; the battle has been lost, or so he thinks.
“Please,” you beg him as you rattle your chains.
He looks up at you, a wicked grin on his face.
“But it’s so much more fun when you’re tied up.”
You give him your best pout and he caves in; revealing the key which hangs on a chain around his neck.
“Will you promise to be good?”
“No.”
Laughter fills the room.
“That’s my Penny.”
Within moments, you are free. You rub your wrists and contemplate the next move. He watches you and knows what you are thinking.
“There is no escape my dear. You might as well enjoy your stay.”
You watch with lustful eyes as he undresses himself; his lean body pale and glistening with a fine sheen of sweat. Your fingers reach out and entwine themselves within the strands of his long, raven hair.
You kiss him hard and fast as you press his body to the bed; straddling him you open your skirts and your legs.
“If I give you what you want, will you let me go?”
You mount him with ease; your body sliding down upon his hardened shaft. He gasps; and as his body arches up to meet you, he gives you his answer.
“My beloved Penny, I will give you the world.”