Twisted Boss (Dark Romance Series) (17 page)

People were going to think that I divorced John to marry James.

I looked up from my desk and glared at James. As if he could sense me eyeing him he spoke without even looking up, “Don’t even start Amanda.”

I continued as if I hadn’t even heard him.

“You know James I don’t appreciate the fact that all of my TV viewers are going to perceive me as a cold hearted bitch that dumped John to marry you.

I also don’t appreciate the fact that I lost my TV show because of you. You did that on purpose just to make me dependent on you. Are you that insecure that you need me to be completely dependent on you?
You know James I still have this issue of Cindy going to the press, it isn’t like you have solidified me being your little, ‘sub slut’ as you word it.” I rolled my eyes to emphasize my point.

“I can assure you Amanda, that Cind
y will not be posing any threats. I refuse to have my wedding interrupted.”

“
What did you do? Have her killed and thrown into a ditch?

I’m not marrying you James and I’m sure not giving you the satisfaction of some respectable church wedding.”

“Amanda, one more word and I’m going to bend you over that desk and spank your ass with my belt.”

He glared at me as if waiting for an answer. I shut up and went back to work; he had embarrassed me enough for a lifetime.

James and Amanda

        The light was dim with only the reading
light illuminating James. I stood in front of him waiting to see why he had summoned me from my condo next door.

I looked at the man seated before
me, still fully suited with his legs crossed, and a bourbon in his hand.

There w
as an air of authority in his demeanor. He sat just staring at me and saying nothing. Finally after what seemed like forever he spoke, “Remove the robe Amanda.”

I reluctantly opened the robe and let it fall, gathering at my feet.

“Bend over the coffee table in front of me Amanda and place your hands palm down on it.”

“James, I’m embarra……”

“Do it!”

I bent over and he did nothing, said nothing, just continued to nurse
the bourbon.

“Don’t you dare raise-up!”

How did he know?

I jumped as he rose up and I heard the swish of his belt
coming through the loops of his tailored pants.

He walked to the front
of me and bent down eye level, “I want to hurt you, I want to hurt you so fucking good that you are begging for more of what I dish out.

I watched this other
woman as she shook her head and agreed to let her blackmailer hurt her.

He rose and pulled the coffee out to the middle of the room. Once again he commanded me to bend at my waist and place my palms down flat on top of it.

He circled me once…twice….three times….

I jumped as I felt his
finger trace down my backbone.

He stood behind me……waiting……..making me wait……

Swoosh, smack, swoosh, smack, swoosh, smack.

A groan that mimicked a feral growl erupted from somewhere deep in my chest cavity.

“That’s it, there it is Amanda; that transformation from good girl to vixen. ”

He gently placed me
face down on a large fur rug and I laid waiting as if I were drugged; while he undressed.

He knelt behind me pulling my hips up and spreading me open to enter me. I clawed at the rug growling, as if I was some feral creature in heat. This man who had forced his way into my life had brought out a woman that I never knew existed within me. She was
a dark carnal slut who wanted to be taken by force, but only by one man. He had created an addiction within me that only he could meet. He had purposely conditioned me to be his prey.

“Oh, that is so sweet baby girl, so good, girl…”

I could hear his voice in the distance, the voice of the man who had come into my life uninvited, the man who had entered into my life and taken over. He made no apologies or excuses for his behavior.

Though he wears a suit by day and exemplifies the civility that society commands of us; he is not that man.

He is dark, he is brooding, he is dangerous, he is James…

He has lodged himself so deeply within me
, that for me; there is no escape.

I cannot tell you that there will be a happily ever after.

What I can tell you, is that there will be a dark erotic tale which only James and Amanda can walk out……..

The end-for now……….

                 James circled his prey, the prey of his choice, which was always undoubtedly Amanda.

Though she was nude and strapped spread eagle against the wall, he himself still donned the suit of the day.

He wore a black suit with a crisp white button up shirt complete with cuff links and a contemporary black and white blocked tie, with black Italian leather shoes.

His face was clean shaven and his coal black eyes and hair drew Amanda in, as they always did.

“You see Amanda; you seem to have me mistaken for a man in the vanilla world.”

“I am not your boyfriend and this not an affair that we are having.”

James eyed Amanda coldly as he stood in front of her, taking in every inch of her now well toned body due to her weight training.

He unexpectedly grabbed a handful of hair at the roots; pulling her into his face and running a thumb under her jaw line.

“What I am Amanda, is your Dominant!”

“Though I am intrigued with your free spirit at times, it will always come back to one thing, you are my sub, period, point blank.”

“Need I remind you Amanda, that you do not have a choice, you are being blackmailed Sweetie!”

“You work for me, I own you and that means that you are at my beck and call.”

“Stop it James,” Amanda hissed.

James ran his tongue over her lips wrapping his lips over her mouth and suctioning, being sure to purposely slobber.

“That pristine little makeup job is mine to destroy whenever I please.”

“That perfect TV hair of yours, is mine to give my best just fucked, look to.”

James leaned into her ear growling as he plunged a finger into her cunt, “And that soaking wet cunt of yours, is mine to toy with however I see fit.”

“Amanda is a sinner and she likes what I do to her.”

“Amanda has a dark side that only her Dom knows about.”

“Stop it James,” she gasped barely able to breathe.

“Fuck no I am not stopping, I am just getting started little girl.”

“See Amanda, your cunt agrees with me, I own you!”

“I didn’t give a fuck about you being married, Amanda!”

James continued to whisper and growl into her ear as his onslaught of her body continued.

“Your ass is no longer on loan to John boy, you were there because I let you be.”

Amanda groaned, her legs had turned to jelly and the restraints were the only thing that held her up.

James leaned down taking a tit in his mouth all the while eyeing her and controlling her body with just one finger.

“Oh yes Amanda, I do like you little girl.”

“Watching you go from a defiant little brat to my whining, mewing, begging, tormented little sub, just does it for me every single time.”

James undid his pants letting them fall to the ground and pulled his cock out sliding it up and down Amanda’s soaking wet cunt.

“Is that what you want Amanda?”

“Yeeeeeeesssss, pleeeeze, pleeeeeeze, pleeeeeeeeze James.”

He buried his face in her hair, “Beg Amanda, beg, oh yeah that is it, little liar,” he taunted.

“You will promise me the moon while I play your body like a well tuned instrument.”

“Yet again when you are out of my bonds, I will have to come and restrain you and tame you again.”

“You see Amanda; it is just your nature. It takes a certain kind of Dom to handle a sub like you.”

“That alpha personality of yours has to be reigned in and if blackmailing your little ass is how I have to do it, then so be it.”

“You see Amanda, when it comes to you: defeat is not an option for me.”

“No Amanda, I will do whatever that it takes for you to be mine.”

“Oh fuck” she groaned, laying against the wall, as James removed his pants and released her legs wrapping them around his waist.

“Tell me how badly that you want me to fuck you, Amanda.”

“James please stop toying with me, you know what I want.”

“No Amanda, that is just not enough.”

“James, I need your cock, I crave it,” she whined.

He slammed up into her watching every detail of her face, “Now that is what I am talking about!”

“Amanda has a nasty little addiction and an overwhelming craving for her Dom.”

“I am in your fucking head girl, you can never escape me!”

At times like these; she did not want to escape him.

For these allotted times she was his, completely uninhibited and totally poured out; as an offering to him.

These were the only times that she poured herself out as an offering to anyone and James made it last as long as he could.

Women like Amanda were guarded and were not easily penetrated emotionally.

Amanda wore a type of chastity belt over her heart and for these moments, only James had the key.

He relished in the power that he held over her.

The power of knowing that no other man could reach into Amanda’s soul like he did; made him drunk with pleasure.

“That’s it girl, beg Daddy to take what is his.”

“So wet” he stated, eyeing the liquid that poured down her inner leg, as he slowly moved his cock in and out of her.

His cock grew harder knowing that no one affected his Amanda the way that he did.

She could fight it all that she wanted to but James held the keys to her very being.

They would remain lost in each other for hours.

There would be no time, nor space, there would only be James and Amanda and the chemistry that coursed through their very beings, whenever they were in each other’s presence…

Prologue:

I listened to my captor as his words hit me right between my eyes.
"I enjoy taking a woman and doing the kind of dirty and nasty things to her that stain her soul. Can I take you? Can I stain you? Can I hurt you so that you are begging me to push you to the point of no return? Are you willing to go to that extent to save your friend?"
"Yes, I hurried and agreed knowing that he would snuff her life out with no thought, or regret; for the money that she had stolen from him."
The day that I agreed was the point of no return!
This is my story...I warn you, it is NOT a love story.......It IS a Dark Erotic Tale.....

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