Make a run for it

Leanne cautiously eyed the door. She felt herself edging towards it, wondering if she could make it before she was caught. She’d barely gone a step when the stranger’s voice stopped her progress.

“You seem tense,” he grinned deviously. “Why not sit and allow yourself to relax.”

His words were comforting and there was something about his voice that placed her a dream like state. She watched him move across the room and began to follow unconsciously before shaking her head quickly and snapping herself from the trance. She turned her head back to the door. The shadowy figure was further away now, if she was going to make a break for it now was the time.

Without thinking she turned and ran as fast as she could. Her hand reached out for the door handle and she tugged hard on it before flinging the door open and dashing outside to the corridor. Leanne sprinted down the hallway, not even bothering to look back or try to think where she to go. All she knew was she wanted to be as far away from that room and the mysterious man as she could. However, as she turned the next corner Leanne felt something hit her hard. Sending her sprawling to the ground in a dazed heap.

She groaned as she peered up to see the spinning image forming the pretty face of Abbie. She had the same sick grin as the last time she’d seen her a few moments ago.

As the young blonde stood over her she was joined by the stranger. His long hair hanging over his face as he stared down at her in silence. His harsh features expressionless until he addressed Abbie. “Take her to my room.” With that he turned and moved away, leaving Leanne alone with the pretty young woman.

“My pleasure,” grinned Abbie.

The scene began to spin once more until Leanne lost control and eventually passed out. When she awoke Leanne was no longer in the corridor but instead laying on a hard surface. She groaned as she tried to sit-up and held a hand to her sore head. With her vision returned to normal she peered about her at her new surroundings.

The walls and floors were made of large stone blocks and the ceiling was incredibly high. At each end of the long room were large windows. She could make out the lights from a few streets away and the moon was shining brightly at one end. The room itself was lit by several candelabras fixed to the walls and a large chandelier hanging from the centre of the ceiling.

Leanne slid from her position to the stone floor, she could feel the coldness of the blocks against her stockinged feet. As she wondered where the stranger might be she suddenly spotted him at the far end having somehow missed him the first time she glanced about the room. He was seated in a large antique chair with Abbie stood next to him grinning deviously. The young blonde was completely naked and Leanne found herself admiring her slender frame and pert breasts.

“Awake at last I see,” hissed the mysterious stranger.

Leanne peered down nervously, wanting to look anywhere but in his intense eyes. She was already feeling uncomfortable standing naked except for her stockings and the chilly air in the room made her squeeze her arms tight to her body. She glanced back and saw the two of them still staring at her, watching her closely. Abbie standing with her arm draped over the back of the stranger’s chair and him with a twisted smirk across his face.

“I have a proposal for you,” he declared. His voice was quiet yet booming through her entire body. “I have desired you since I first saw you. Each time you walked past my window. That’s why I had my servant prepare you for me.” Leanne watched as he reached up and gently stroked the naked breast of the young blonde to his side, drawing a smile from her and sending a tingle through her own body. The stranger turned back to Leanne, staring deeply into her eyes. “What if you could every desire you ever dreamed of fulfilled?” he asked. “To be doted on, your every wish obeyed?” Leanne wanted to run as far away as possible but found herself stepping towards him. “Imagine everything you ever wanted being yours. You need never go without ever again.”

“What… What do I have to do?” she asked cautiously.

The grin spread wider across the mysterious man’s face and she saw his sharp teeth. “Give me one night.” he told her. “One night to give you such incredible pleasure that you will never experience. If you give me that, and you wish to leave after, I will personally take you home. If you decide to stay and experience more, well…” He smirked once more and gently stroked Abbie’s naked stomach with a long fingernail.

Leanne stood silently as she observed the stranger. She had no reason to trust him, but then no reason not to trust him either. She just wasn’t sure if she trusted herself. She was already feeling **** in his presence and could only imagine what he would do to her. Would the pleasure that he described be worth it if she stayed? Would she even want to leave after if it was so incredible? She swallowed hard trying to think what to do.