Twisted Boss (Dark Romance Series) (10 page)

James

       I stood eyeing my strapped down, spread eagle, and gagged prey. Of course Amanda being the hell cat that she was had to be tied down, but that suited me just fine.

“Tisk, tisk, tisk, that nasty little temper of yours has once again gotten you into trouble, all of this over the fact that I called you a slut.

You see Amanda, the thing is,
there is a big difference in you being
a
slut, and you being
my
slut. I don’t mean it in a derogatory manner. What I do mean is that by the time I am done with you, you’ll be soiled with the kind of ‘dirty’ that doesn’t wash off.

I grabbed the crop that I had on the bed and popped her thigh with it.

“
You are a bad girl, a bad, bad, bad, girl.”

Every time that I said
‘bad’ I popped her.

“You don’
t have to have to worry Amanda; I’m very good at what I do. I won’t leave any marks.”

I coyly
eyed her as I ran my finger up and down her slit, “Now what was it that you wanted me to call you? A slut?”

I jammed my finger right up into her pulling it back in a come here motion
; just as I said ‘slut.’ I watched as her eyes rolled back in her head.

I grabbed the vibrator that I had already plugged in and pushed it into her clit. I was mesmerized by the dance that she was doing in the ropes. I brought her right to the point of climaxing and stopped, just so I could hear her beautiful cries begging me to let her cum, from behind that gag.

Over and over I toyed with her until tears coursed down her face, tears of frustration over not being allowed release.

I taunted her pulling my cock from my pants and stroking it slowly as I eyed her. “All of that is for you. All you have to do is agree to be my slut. Let me bend you over my desk and jerk your head back by a handful of hair while I fuck you in my office.

Let me spread your legs and lick and suck on your clit until you’re biting into your hand to keep from screaming out; because you know the other Secretaries will hear you.
”

Oh she started by shaking her head no, but by the time that I got done with her, she was face first in the mattress telling me that she would be my little ‘fuck toy.’ I took the gag off to hear that.

Oh man, it was getting harder and harder to let her go home to him at night
…

James

    James made his way into his penthouse. Yes, he had done quite well for himself. He made his way over to the bar and poured himself a shot of bourbon.

Oh I do love good bourbon.

I made my way back to my bedroom and eyed the black satin sheets that lie in crumbled disarray.

Oh Amanda, I do have plans for you.

Flashbacks of the afternoon’s events played in my mind’s eye and I could immediately feel myself begin to stiffen. I hadn’t been with a woman that I wanted to fuck more than once in years. Amanda was becoming an obsession. I couldn’t get enough of her.

I fought off feelings of going to her house and opening her bedroom window to kidnap her. I had told her that I was twisted, but I don’t think that she realizes just how twisted that I am.

          I cringed as I thought about John touching my woman. I hadn’t counted on the jealousy that I felt towards her husband. I would figure out some way to get her away from him.

The message machine went off and I could hear the voice on the other end, “James, this is Clarissa. If you don’t want to see me anymore, then at least be man enough to tell me.”

There was no doubt about it, Clarissa was beautiful, but I didn’t want Clarissa, I wanted Amanda.

I had gotten a taste of Amanda and I wanted more, and nothing would curb that craving……Nothing………. But…….. Amanda…..

Cindy

          
Cindy was the type of woman that once she latched onto something she just couldn’t let it go. Much like a dog with a bone she was adamant about making her point about Amanda. She had never liked Amanda even from viewing her on TV.

Now that Amanda had stood up to her in front of the other women at the office
, Cindy hated her. Cindy hated anyone that she couldn’t lead around by a ring in their nose and Amanda Hendricks was anything; but a follower.

Cindy
had been with the company for five years and she pretty much ran the social circle in the open area of the office cubicles. The fact that Amanda had stood up to her in a room full of people was not seating well with her at all.

John

       
John reached for his cell phone answering it. He wasn’t familiar with the number and it did raise his curiosity.

“Mr. Hendricks my name is Cindy and I work with your wife.”

“Yes Ma’am, how can I help you?”

“
Well I don’t quite know how to say this, but, well, I believe that your wife may be having an inappropriate relationship with her boss.

John’s mental wheels immediately began turning and he went into ‘damage control’ mode.

“Well now, that little wife of mine can be a tad bit naïve at times. She doesn’t realize how things can appear. I appreciate your concern and thank you, I have a meeting to get to and it has been wonderful conversing with you.”

John quickly got off of the phone, leaving Cindy in a wake of ‘what just happened?’

John had an election coming up for a seat on the city’s board and the last thing that he needed was a scandal. Why if Amanda quit doing the TV show with him, that could cost him the election.

The bottom line was
: that John was more concerned about money and image, than he was about his marriage to Amanda.

Cindy

      Cindy most certainly was not the type of woman to give up that easily when it came to the demise of an enemy. If John didn’t care about the fact that his wife could be having an affair with her boss; Cindy knew someone who would.

“Clarissa, this is Cindy from Images and I think that I may have some information that could be of interest to you. It concerns James.” Cindy knew that throwing that into the conversation would insure a lunch date and a lunch date could mean clout in the high society circles. This could work out very well for Cindy, or so she thought.

By the time that Cindy got off of the phone she had secured a lunch date with Clarissa and the demise of her arch nemesis Amanda; yes, today was turning out to be a good day.

Amanda

      I sat listening to my boss harp about some document that hadn’t been translated.

The problem was
, that the document had been translated. Normally I would just go back and translate it again, but this was a company classified document. I couldn’t help but wonder if James was up to something. We were going back and forth about it when the office door opened and all hell broke loose.

      
Clarissa slammed the office door open with Cindy on her heels.

“Sir, I’m so sorry
. I tried to tell her that she needed an appointment to see you.”

“Oh shut
up Cindy, you are the one that just gave me all of the sordid details about his newest fuck fest. Is this her?

Are you Amanda?”

James cut his eyes at Cindy and she hung her head and left.

At this point I had stood up and crossed my arms as I thought to myself:
If this bitch swings on me, she is going down!

     Clarissa turned and viciously pointed her long perfectly manicured nail at me, “I know who you are and I will be contacting your husband!” She stormed out of the office after making her declaration.

I waited till she cleared the property and I left right behind her.

I needed a vacation and a stay in a five star hotel with room service and a spa was just what the Dr. ordered. James brought more drama to the table than what I was capable of dealing with at this point. I needed to get away from everyone and clear my head, if there was a way out of this then I had every intention of finding it.

James

        James sat on the couch in the moonlight and swirled his bourbon in the snifter which housed it. He slowly rubbed his thumb up and down the remote as he watched Amanda on TV. He clicked pause when he got to a shot of Amanda’s face and picked up his phone.

Mike immediately recognized the phone number and picked it up. James was a number one priority, he paid more than any other client and Mike had no intentions of losing him to the competition.

“James, hello, what can I do for you?”

“I have a situation. I need someone flushed out of hiding.”

“Name?”

“Amanda Hendricks.”

“That’s that blonde headed chick on local TV, isn’t it?”

“Exactly!”

“I need her found quickly and money is not an issue.”

“James, if that bitch used a credit card anywhere
, I will have her for you tonight, or by in the morning at the latest. Let me get crack-a-lackin and I’ll get back with you.”

“I don’t care what time that it is Mike, I want to be notified immediately. As soon as you find her
, I want to know about it.”

Amanda

 
    I awoke in a panic, due to the fact that I couldn’t breathe.

“Not one word bitch!
”

This is the first time that I can remember being scared of James. He had warned me. He had clearly stated that he was dangerous and I had dismissed it. The look in his eyes right now was one that I had never witnessed before. It was the look of a predator moving in for the kill. How in the hell had he found me, and more so than that, how had he gotten into my hotel suite?

James

       I felt my cock harden as I viewed the tear on her cheek and the terror in her eyes. I needed to get her out of here. I knew that I was in predator mode and that meant that a good fuck would be in order.

I lifted my hand from her mouth as I spoke, “Not one word, no matter what happens to you!”

She shook her head up and down signifying yes.

I reached in my pocket and grabbed the ball gag that was in it; popping it into her mouth, next the cuffs that I housed in the waistline of my jeans.

Immediately I recognized the look and my cock jumped; the pleading that a woman does with her eyes when she can’t use words. Amanda was begging me to have mercy with those hazel eyes of hers, but there would be no mercy tonight.

I hustled her out to the van that Mike had parked right outside of her room.

Her whimpers were delicious; absolutely delicious.

James