As Lyndsay lay over the back of the couch feeling the sting of his skin against hers, she was so turned on that she was almost breathless. Nick had complete control over her and she had never been dominated this way before. When Nick momentarily stopped and inserted his finger up her soaking wet vagina, Lyndsay was amazed at how wet she was from the spanking. She could feel how easily his finger inserted into her and she could feel and hear her juices as Nick slid his finger in and out.
“Well now, it looks like someone is enjoying her punishment. Maybe just a little too much. Perhaps we need to step this up a bit.” The next thing Lyndsay heard was Nick taking off his belt. Just the thought of him folding the leather belt in his hand and using it on her delicate backside made Lyndsay’s adrenaline skyrocket. As the leather strap made contact, Lyndsay felt sexier than she had ever felt in her entire life. Every sting of the belt made Lyndsay more and more aroused. Nick was spanking her with just enough firmness that it was sexy and erotic, not painful. The sound of the leather against her skin echoed in the air and with each crack of the belt, Lyndsay let out a small sigh. Seeing that her bottom was getting quite red and starting to bruise slightly, Nick threw his belt to the floor, rubbed her bottom with both hands, and then bent over to kiss the reddened areas.
As Nick helped her to stand back up, he could see her eyes were filled with awe and pleasure at what had just transpired. Lyndsay had no words to express her body’s reaction to what had just happened. All she could do was wrap her arms around his neck and kiss him with a passion she didn’t know she had.
Feeling his stiff cock poking into her, Lyndsay took over and proceeded to pull his shirt up over his head and unbutton his jeans. The minute she guided his jeans and underwear below his waist, she could immediately see how aroused he was. Getting down to her knees to help him step out of his shoes and pants, Lyndsay wanted nothing more than to give him the same amount of pleasure he had just given her. The moment his pants were pushed away, Lyndsay took his full length into her mouth and swirled her tongue around his shaft while sucking on him in earnest.
Nick was completely overcome by how wet and warm her mouth was on his aching member and all he could do was groan out her name as she took her time stroking him with her hand and sucking him with her mouth. When Lyndsay took him deep to the back of her throat and caressed his balls at the same time, Nick thought he was going to lose it. He couldn’t remember having as good a blow job before and he knew if he didn’t stop her soon, he was going to explode. Reaching down, he gently pulled her to her feet while whispering, “You had better stop that right now or I’m not going to be able to last long enough to fuck that pretty pussy of yours.”
As Lyndsay smiled up at him, she suddenly got an idea and pulled him toward her bedroom. While Nick sat down on the side of her bed completely naked and with a still raging hard on, Lyndsay rifled through one of her dresser drawers. When she finally turned around with a triumphant look on her face, she could see that Nick knew immediately the kind of sex play she was asking him for. Lyndsay had gotten so heated by being spanked and sucking his shaft that she felt like a completely uninhibited woman sexually for the very first time. Holding a silk scarf in her hand, Lyndsay presented it to Nick and indicated that she wanted to be tied up. From the expression on his face, she could tell he was more than thrilled and only too happy to oblige.
Taking the scarf from her hand, Nick instructed, “Sit down on the bed.” As Lyndsay sat down per his request, he began to undress her. The corset outfit was a lot of fun but right now he wanted her to be naked without anything interfering with their sex play. As Nick slipped off the last piece of her outfit, he could see Lyndsay’s nipples puckered and standing at attention. He couldn’t wait to cover his mouth over her rosy pink nubs and suck on them. Grabbing the scarf, Nick decided he was going to tie her up in a way she probably never would have imagined. Asking her to stand back up and turn around, Nick brought her wrists together behind her back and tied them together with one end of the scarf. Placing his hands on her shoulders he turned her back around until she was facing him again and said, “Follow me.” With just a couple of short strides across the room, they were at her bedroom door. Instead of walking through the door, Nick stopped and firmly shut the door with both of them still inside her bedroom. Smiling at her with mischief in his eyes, he instructed, “Stand with your back facing the door.” As Lyndsay got in place, she could see him reach around to where her wrists were tied and listened as he tied the other end of the scarf to the door handle. With the bedroom door firmly shut and her wrists tied to the knob, there was nowhere Lyndsay could go. Looking at her tied up and at his complete mercy, Nick could feel his cock responding. As he whipped his head around looking for a chair or stool, he was rewarded when he saw the perfect stool sitting in front of her makeup table in the bathroom. Placing it in front of her, he sat down on it facing her. The stool was the perfect height for him to sit comfortably in front of her and be able to touch and tease any part of her body that he wanted to. As Nick took a few moments just cherishing her body with his eyes, he couldn’t hold back any longer and reached up to her breasts and began pinching and twisting her nipples as she writhed in place. Taking his sweet, tortuous time, Nick fondled and cupped the weight of her breasts while teasing her nipples with his fingers. Every so often, Nick would lick his thumb and forefinger before squeezing her erect nubs. He could hear the door rattle in its place as Lyndsay’s head fell from side to side as he pleasured her breasts.
“Oh Nick,” was all Lyndsay could manage to breathe as he took her to a level of sexual excitement she had never experienced. She could feel her clit getting more and more tense every time he twisted her nipples, so much so that she wouldn’t have been surprised if she had an orgasm just by him playing with her breasts.
Wanting to explore her body further, Nick slowly slid his hands down her slim waist and caressed her stomach. Moving his hand down further, he rested it on her bare triangle and ran his fingers over her silky, waxed skin. Nick didn’t mind a woman with pubic hair, but he loved the bare look so much better. There was something so innocent looking about a woman who was bare in that area that Nick couldn’t take his eyes off it. As he stroked it numerous times, his hand lowered yet again and Lyndsay could feel him caressing and squeezing her lower lips. “Spread your legs for me,” Nick whispered in a gentle voice.
As Lyndsay complied, Nick ran his hand the whole length of her slit and then spread her lips apart so he could gain access to her wet womanhood. As Nick penetrated her walls with his finger, the door shook again as Lyndsay writhed and cried out at the sensations he was making her feel. “You like this, don’t you?” Nick asked in a low drawl. “Well, I like it, too. So much so that I think I’m going to have a taste. As I recall, I have not had dessert yet.”
In an automatic response to hearing what Nick was about to do, Lyndsay involuntarily spread her legs even wider. Nick dropped down onto his knees and Lyndsay felt his tongue rolling over her sweet spot to the point where she thought she might pass out from pleasure. As he continued to run his tongue over and over her clit, his finger probed her internally in a regular seductive rhythm. The sensation was so overwhelming and she was so over stimulated that tears started to fill her eyes. She had never let go and given herself to a man so completely as she was giving herself to Nick tonight and the feelings overwhelmed her. All at once and without warning, an orgasm blew up inside her and she couldn’t hold it back even if she wanted to. Screaming out his name, Lyndsay came with such force that it took her breath away as she thrashed against her bondage that had her tied to the door. Her skin was gleaming with perspiration and her eyes fluttered as the orgasm rocked through her entire body.
When Lyndsay finally opened her eyes and looked down at Nick, she could see him smiling up at her with tenderness and satisfaction. Unable to clear her head enough to speak, she just watched as Nick untied her from the door and ran his hands up and down her arms for a few minutes while giving her
gentle kisses on her cheeks. “Come on, baby,” Nick said in a gentle tone as he lead her to the bed.
As they both climbed in under the sheets, Lyndsay laid her head on his shoulder, rubbed his chest and stomach, and finally able to speak, said, “I have never done any of the things we did tonight before.”
Brushing her hair away from her forehead Nick asked, “Was it too much?”
As Lyndsay reviewed the evening of her seducing a man in sexy lingerie for the first time, getting spanked with his hand and his belt, and then being tied up, she could feel herself starting to get aroused again. Never in a million years did she think she would ever have sex play like she had tonight and she had to admit that she loved it, even though it embarrassed her a bit to admit it. Looking up into his eyes, Lyndsay replied, “I loved all of it. Does this mean I’m a slut?”
Bursting out laughing, Nick replied, “No, that doesn’t mean you’re a slut, you silly girl. It means that you’re comfortable enough with yourself and with me to try something new. That’s a sign of intelligence!”
Upon hearing that, it was now Lyndsay’s turn to break out laughing as she replied, “Who knew that being spanked and tied up was a sign of intelligence! You are a crazy man, you know that? But I know what you mean, and thank you for not making me feel like a wanton hussy.”
As Nick rolled her over on her back, he said with a devilish grin, “Not so fast, my pet! You’re going to have to be wanton just a little bit longer while I make sweet love to you.” Nick took matters into his hands one more time that evening and with tenderness and skill, brought them both to the brink, and over. The last thing Lyndsay heard as she drifted off to sleep was Nick’s voice whispering “I love you.”
Chapter Nine
Mike Johnson was absolutely seething. He had just visited his brother Neal in jail and he had never seen his older brother looking so beaten down and depressed. Mike was now the leader of the Johnson gang since Neal’s incarceration but what he wanted more than anything was to exact revenge on the asshole attorney who put his brother away. The Johnson brothers had had a lifetime of taking care of each other and avenging any wrong that was perpetrated on the other. This time would be no different. Mike had a plan. And like any good plan, it was going to take patience, timing, and attention to detail. With the plan about 90% in place, all Mike had to do now was hide in the shadows while following Nick Olson’s every move until he could figure out the best time to strike.
***
Lyndsay was so excited she could barely contain herself. Nick’s new home was finally completed and she had spent the morning taking care of all the details so when they met this afternoon, he would be seeing his new home for the first time with all of the furniture and accessories in place. As she had planned, she made him a casserole, bought him a bottle of champagne, and had them waiting in his refrigerator. She had taken numerous before and after pictures for her portfolio and she had also invited her boss, Allison Deacon, to see her handiwork first hand. She was thrilled at the genuine praise her boss gave her and everything seemed to be going great. Even her brother Carl was coming home on leave from Iraq in a couple of days. There was no doubt in Lyndsay’s mind that she had fallen head over heels in love with Nick and to have been given this opportunity to make his house a home warmed her heart to the core.
With five minutes to go until their 3 p.m. planned meeting time at his house for the big reveal, Lyndsay paced his living room, making sure even the smallest details were perfect. She wanted so much for him to love everything she had done to his house that she was both nervous and excited. Last night when they spoke briefly on the phone, Nick had told her he was all packed and that he was excited to finally be living in his own home instead of the rented condo. As the clock struck ten minutes after three, Lyndsay began to wonder where he was but figured he was running a bit late due to his hectic schedule.
Trying to calm her nerves, she turned on the TV and watched it mindlessly while listening for his car to pull into the driveway. At 3:30, Lyndsay was starting to get really worried and called his cell phone, but it went right to voice mail. Concerned thoughts raced through her head, wondering if he had gotten into a car accident. She knew he hadn’t forgotten this appointment because they talked about it just last night. Not knowing what else to do, Lyndsay called his office and when his personal line went to voice mail, she called the main line to see if Gracey knew what was up.
When Gracey answered on the second ring, Lyndsay said breathlessly, “Thank goodness I got you. Nick was supposed to meet me here at his house today at 3 and he still hasn’t shown up. His cell phone is going to voice mail and he hasn’t been in touch with me. Do you know where he is?”
Just minutes before Lyndsay’s call, Gracey had been wondering why Nick had never come back from lunch and she had been hiding her worries, hoping he was okay. Nick was always punctual and that particular day he had a 1 p.m. client appointment at the office that Gracey had to reschedule after the client waited for 30 minutes for Nick to show up. She had also tried to call Nick and had gotten the same voice mail response from his cell phone. Now that Lyndsay was calling, the hairs on the back of her neck prickled and she had a very bad feeling. Nick was always good about calling her if he was delayed and he would never keep a client waiting. For the next five minutes, the women dissected the chain of events and filled each other in on Nick’s sudden absence. By the end of the conversation, they were both frightened and promised to keep in touch with each other. Lyndsay said she would call the police station to see if there were any reported accidents and Gracey was going to call the local hospital and explore that angle. As they both hung up, Lyndsay didn’t know what to think. The silence was deafening and only served to increase her anxiety even more.
At 10 p.m. that night, Lyndsay had still not heard from Nick and she was downright frantic. Gracey had texted her around 9 p.m. inquiring about Nick, as she too, was in desperate straits because Nick was supposed to be in court the next day starting a new trial. Both of their phone calls to the police station and the hospital had turned up nothing. Lyndsay didn’t know which way to turn. All of a sudden a terrifying thought struck her. What if he had suffered an accident in his condo and he was lying dead or injured and unable to move? Throwing on a sweatshirt, Lyndsay grabbed her purse and raced out the door. She could feel her heart pounding a mile a minute and her imagination was getting the better of her. Upon reaching his condo development ten minutes later, the first thing Lyndsay noticed was that his car wasn’t there and that made her more perplexed than ever. Had he already moved out? Or was his stuff still there? As she peered into the first floor window, everything was dark and she couldn’t make out a thing. Lyndsay had met Ted Brown, the condo manager, a handful of times when she was over at Nick’s because he lived in the condo next door. Even though it was late, Lyndsay didn’t care as she purposefully headed to Ted’s front door. She could see that a light was still on and hoped he was still awake.
When Ted opened the door, he looked surprised to see her but then with a big smile said, “Hi, Lyndsay. I wasn’t expecting to see you at my door. Is everything all right?”
Shaking her head while trying to keep from crying, Lyndsay explained, “Nick has gone missing this afternoon. Neither his office nor I have heard from him and all of his phones are going to voice mail. We’re terribly worried. It’s not like Nick to just disappear without a word. I’m worried that maybe he fell and hurt himself in the condo, although his car isn’t here.
Not wasting another moment, Ted said, “Wait here. I’ll get the key and let’s see what we can find out.” Breathing a sigh of relief, Lyndsay waited until Ted appeared again with a key and they walked the few short steps to Nick’s condo door. Standing behind Ted, Lyndsay waited while he opened it, stepped inside, and put on a light. As they glanced around the living room, they immediately saw his luggage bags neatly arranged and waiting in the hallway entrance. Moving cautiously from room to room, they could see the condo had been cleaned and
everything was in perfect order. Nick was supposed to move out of the condo today and she figured he was probably going to do it after work. With his car not here and his bags packed and ready to go, Lyndsay and Ted couldn’t fathom what was going on. As much as they were grateful they didn’t find him lying hurt or incapacitated, it only made the situation even more frightening. Knowing that Ted had a new tenant moving in tomorrow, Lyndsay offered to get Nick’s bags out of there so the new tenant could move in on schedule. Promising to contact one another if there were any new developments, Ted put the last of Nick’s suitcases in her car, gave her a big hug, and said, “Call me if you need anything. I hope by tomorrow this mystery will all be solved and that everything is okay.”
As Lyndsay drove back to her apartment, she had a sick feeling in her stomach that things were only going to get worse.
***
Two days later as Lyndsay sat at the airport waiting for Carl’s flight to land, she couldn’t stop wringing her hands. There had still been no word from Nick and both Lyndsay and Gracey continued to call the police and hospital every day. Lyndsay couldn’t eat or sleep and she could barely keep her mind on her work. She had told her boss and Jodi what was going on and they were both extremely concerned for both of them. The fact that Jodi had stopped referring to Nick as Mr. Hottie Pants let Lyndsay know she understood the gravity of what was transpiring and that this wasn’t the time for jokes.
The moment she saw Carl walking toward her in baggage claim, Lyndsay raced into his arms and couldn’t stop crying. Because of changing flights over the past few days trying to get home from Iraq, Carl had no idea what was going on. It was obvious, however, that her tears were not from joy at seeing him again. He knew instinctively that they were tears of pain and heart ache. His first thought was that something had happened to their dad. Since she was crying too hard to talk, Carl just held her as passengers walked around them to get their bags from the carousels. When he could finally hear her sobbing slow a bit, he lifted her chin up to see her face and asked, “Is it Dad? Did something happen to Dad?” Carl loved his father deeply and had always felt bad that he had never remarried after their mom died. Momentarily relieved when Lyndsay shook her head, Carl was then even more confused. He just couldn’t imagine what had his sister so distraught and hysterical. “Lyndsay,” Carl said in a stern tone, more because he was scared rather than mad. “Tell me right now what has happened.”
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