Two Weeks of Sin

“Yeah, you could say that I might have found the one.”

What a coincidence, I wanted to say. I actually felt as though I’d found someone special too, even though I knew it would be ending too soon. And I wasn’t sure how she felt about me. I mean, I knew that she was more than satisfied sexually, but once she got her money, would she forget all about me? For the first time, the thought of that made me sick to my stomach. What the fuck was happening to me?

“That’s great, man. I can’t see you settling down, but if that’s what you decide, I wish you luck,” I say to Nate.

“So, how're things there in the pleasure pit? Is this one as feisty as the last?”

I’d told him about the temper the girl before had, and how she’d thrown one temper tantrum too many and it had gotten her tied up and fucked in every hole. I wasn’t out of my rights to punish, and she’d known it.

I didn’t want to sit and brag about Carrie. It didn’t feel right. She was a good girl and deserved the respect of privacy. “She’s fine. Tell me more about work. How’s the Nebraska deal going? Are the builders staying steady so far?”

“Yeah, they had one rain delay but nothing that put them behind. I’ve been calling daily to get a report as you wanted.”

“Thanks, man. I’m glad to hear it’s good.”

“Is that all you’re going to say about the girl?” He sounded like he couldn’t believe I was going to withhold information.

“I want to respect this one’s privacy.” I knew the moment that fell from my tongue that he was going to tease me about it.

“Wow, you must like her.”

“So, what if I do? You’re the one who’s found the one.” I gave a teasing chuckle, and he made a sound of frustration.

“I don’t know why I tell you anything. But hey, if that’s what’s going on, I wish you luck. You deserve happiness, friend.”

I let out a long breath. “Likewise.” Then I hung up the phone thinking about what he’d said. Did I deserve someone like Carrie? Suddenly, I wanted to be worthy. I jumped from my chair and hurried upstairs where I found her in the room brushing her hair.

“Can I take it out now?” She sat up in her seat and then crossed the room. “Please?” Her legs scissored together, and she seemed to have an ache building.

“Yes, take it out, but still no pleasuring yourself. I’d like for you to get dressed and I’ll return to take you out for dinner.”

“We’re leaving the castle?” She seemed surprised, and I knew the contract had stated that we’d stay in, but there was a nice restaurant I had been to many times with Nate and others when I came to the castle for other reasons, and I wanted to share it with her.

“Yes.” I walked into the room toward the closet.

I opened the closet door. “Come. I think you’ll find these to your liking,” I said, motioning to the formal wear.

She walked over to peek inside the closet, and her mouth popped open. “These are all mine?”

Along with the toys, I made sure to get all my partner's sizes, not only for clothes but for harnesses and other things.

“Yes, and you may take them home. I’ll give you an hour. I’d like to see your hair pulled up too.” I kissed her forehead and left her to her privacy.

CHAPTER TEN - CARRIE

I ached with need as I hurried into the bathroom and bent over the sink to remove the plug. I winced as I pulled it free, and was surprised at how good it felt. I was sopping wet, and I had considered begging him to fuck me then and there. He was so amazing, and I noticed that I had begun to have feelings for him. That was dangerous territory.

I couldn’t believe he’d allowed me to arrange a call home, and I was still waiting for Rick to get back to me. I didn’t mind having to go through him as long as I’d get to hear Lindy’s voice and check in on Dad too.

My pussy throbbed, and since I was in the bathroom, I decided to ease the ache myself. What harm could it do, and I was afraid if I didn’t that I’d leave a wet spot on my dress.

I slipped my finger down between my folds, and as soon as I touched my swollen bud, I shuddered and tightened my thighs. The phone rang, and I quickly stopped what I was doing as if I’d been caught, and ran to answer it.

“Hello!” I was out of breath and not from running. My aching had only worsened.

“Hey, Carrie. This is Rick. I’ve got time to make that call for you, and Lindy is on standby. You must have done something sweet to get this kind of privilege.”

By his tone, Rick seemed genuinely surprised.