by C. T. Sloan
21-year old Carrie is having the time of her life with the man of her dreams. There’s only one problem - she doesn’t even know the man’s name. The young woman must strictly obey the rules set by her wealthy and handsome anonymous lover. “We will meet, have sex and then go our own ways. We do not learn each other’s names. We do not intrude into each other’s lives. Any deviation from these rules and the relationship is off,” Carrie’s lover orders.
After several rendezvous, the couple begins to slowly draw closer to each other. Carrie’s anonymous lover even encourages the young girl to pursue her forgotten dream of being a singer-songwriter. Inspired by her unique relationship, Carrie enjoys a taste of local stardom when her sexually-charged music becomes a hit at a Santa Monica piano bar.
Now the relationship is beginning to test the boundaries of both Carrie and her Alpha Male paramour. After a brief break-up, the mysterious man has decided to take in the young girl as his personal sex slave.
Carrie finds herself living in the palatial mansion of her wealthy unknown lover. As her musical career bursts into the mainstream, the couple’s unique relationship is made public. The anonymous lover must now deal with the loss of his well-guarded privacy. And Carrie must contend with a career that could jeopardize her future with the one man she loves.
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Entranced (The Alpha Stranger) Book 3
By C.T. Sloan
The following work is for private use only and may not be re-published, all or in part, without express written consent of the publisher.
Copyright 2013 MC73 Publishing
Being naked and handcuffed to a bed is never comfortable. Trust me. I have one arm stretched over to the iron bed frame. My back is stretched out. My naked body is completely vulnerable. But, I couldn’t be in a better place. Right now, I am lying on my anonymous lover’s bed. He is getting undressed. This is my dream come true.
“Do you know how many women I have had sleep over in that bed?” my lover asks.
“How many?”
“You will be the first.”
Now, I am a proud little girl. As my lover strips off his underwear, I get a nice view of his strong naked body. He has a flat stomach that is not overly defined. He doesn’t look like he spends his life in the gym. He is just strong enough, fit enough and sexy enough to get me off on sight alone. My eye roams down to his cock. Oh, that wonderful toy that has brought me so much pleasure the past few weeks. His cock is big and thick. It’s the kind of cock whose size scares me just enough to make it exciting.
My lover pulls my legs apart. He leans down and begins to run his tongue up my inner thigh. Dammit, he is so good at this. Right before I expect my lover to move that tongue right in-between my legs, he pinches my nipples. I let out a slight scream. Then he begins to lick my pussy like a true master of oral sex. I lift my ass up off that mattress. I push my hips right towards his mouth. That man makes me cry out. He runs that tongue up to my stomach and then begins to suck on my tits.
“You have great tits. So perky,” my lover says as he bites down on one of my nipples. I use my free hand to feel his muscular back.
“That feels so nice,” I tell the handsome stranger. He reaches up and begins to choke me as that tongue of his roams my body. I used to be scared of being choked. Now, I can’t imagine a night of fucking without a little pain on my neck. My lover sits up and places that hard cock right up against my pussy. He slowly pushes himself in while keep a strong hand around my neck.
The deeper that dick goes inside of me, the harder the grip around my neck. I think my lover is being more aggressive since we are now in the cozy confines of his home. I could scream from the top of my voice and no one would hear me. I’m sure my lover is thinking the same thing. I begin to get fucked nice and hard. My lover releases the grip around my neck only to slap me across the face. It startles me. My anonymous lover fucks me faster and slaps me harder. He tries to slap me again and my free hand involuntarily stops him.
“Oh you wanna fight?” my lover asks. He stops fucking me and grabs the key to the handcuffs. He frees both of my hands. We begin to play wrestle. I try to get on top of him. He is so strong that it’s hard for me to gain any advantage. So I slip out from under my lover and jump on his back. He is clearly startled. Well, my lover may be stronger but I am faster! I reach around and begin to pinch his nipples. “You are going to pay for that!” he exclaims as he reaches back and throws me off of the bed. I fall to the ground and hit the wooden floor pretty hard. As my lover climbs off of the bed, I find his belt on the ground. I grab that belt and quickly tie his ankles together. He falls to the ground. “What the fuck!” he yells. Now, I got him!
My strong, tough anonymous lover is helplessly lying on the ground. I giggle as I sit right on his face and order him to, “lick me off.” I feel that warm, wet tongue work its magic between my legs. Oh fuck, he is too good at this. I arch my head back and play with my tits as I grind my pussy down on that mouth. My anonymous lover grabs my ass and continues to lick me off with every ounce of energy in his body. My eyes begin to roll into the back of my head. I moan. I scream. I cum so hard that I fall off of his face and roll onto my side. The handsome stranger laughs and claps his hands. “Looks like the tables are turned!”
I hear my lover free himself from the belt tied around his ankles. He lifts me up by the back of my neck and bends me over the bed. “Now, I’ll show you how to use a belt!” my lover says. Oh boy, I don’t know what he means by that. Judging by the sound of his tone, I can surmise that he is not going to be gentle. A hard slap whips across my ass. I bite my lower lip. It looks like I am in for a leather whipping. I guess I deserve that. My anonymous lover whips me again and again. Then he pulls on my hair and starts to dry hump my ass. I never get tired of that hard dick.
“Looks like I’m going to have to restrain your ass for the time being,” my lover says as he brings that leather belt around my neck. He pulls on the belt, putting pressure right on my throat. Then he pulls my legs apart and enters me from behind. I start to get fucked like an animal. I pull on the bed sheets as my lover has his way with my body. I begin to moan. My lover spanks my ass with his free hand. He fucks me faster and faster. I scream out. He chokes me. I can feel my face turn red.
I am pushed onto the bed. My lover gets right on top of me and continues to drive that hard dick deep into my body. He nibbles on my right ear as I get nailed right on the bed. Tears stream down my cheeks and fall on my lover’s bed sheets. I am so close to cumming right now. My lover seems to know this. He stops and pushes my face right into the mattress as he lifts my hips up into the air. He starts to pump me at full speed. I cum hard. My lover finishes inside of me. He collapses on top me. He holds me. I cry. I don’t know where I am right now. For me, this is heaven on Earth.
The handsome stud rubs his hands all over my body. After about a minute, I notice something strange. For the first time, he is not in a hurry to leave. Of course, we are at his home. There is nowhere to rush off to! He stands up and walks to the master bathroom suite. I decide to give the man some space. He is surely not used to being with a girl long after sex. And it wouldn’t surprise me if I am forced to sleep in another bedroom. Stranger things have happened in this relationship. I just roll over onto my back and bask in the afterglow of our mind blowing sex session. If he keeps fucking me like this, I’ll be more than happy to sleep in the closet if that would make him happy.
As my lover spends more time behind the closed door of the bathroom, I can’t help but get up and wander around the massive master bedroom of this mansion. I stare at the sliver of light shining from under
the bathroom door. I keep a good eye on that door as I begin to make my way around the candlelit suite. I know I should not be snooping around but I just can’t help myself. It would be nice to get some sort of clue as to where this mansion is located. I slowly walk up to the double glass doors, leading to a balcony. I press my nose against the glass. Looking out into the darkness, I notice the moonlight reflecting off something in the distance. After continued inspection, I realize that the moonlight is reflecting off of water. That could only mean one thing - the Pacific Ocean. LA really doesn’t have many other bodies of water around it. I instantly deduce that I am either in the Pacific Palisades or in Malibu.
I walk around the bedroom and begin to notice some more clues as to my current location. On the nightstand is a magazine. The magazine’s cover is face down. I turn it over and read the title - Malibu Magazine. Aha, so we are in Malibu. I look walk over toward the walk-in closet. I turn on the closet light, revealing an expansive space as large as a studio apartment. Dozens of shelves are stocked with dress shoes, sneakers, flip-flops, dress shirts, pants and other articles of clothing. I walk inside the closet, which features its own dressing area with a full length mirror. I look into the mirror and see a reflection of my naked body.
The inside of this massive closet makes me feel like I am inside some fancy Rodeo Drive boutique. There must be hundreds of thousands of dollars worth of fashion in this very room. Off to my right is a massive safe door, measuring about three feet in height. Wow. I can’t even imagine what is behind that safe. I better get out of here. If my anonymous lover catches me staring at that safe door, I could find myself in the type of trouble I would not enjoy.
I scramble out of the closet just as my anonymous lover starts to open the door to the bathroom. As I watch the door open, I realize that the closet lights are still on! I quickly fumble around for the light switch. I panic. How the hell do I turn those lights off?! As the handsome stranger walks out of the bathroom, I finally hit the closet switch. My lover looks at the bed and notices that I am not there.
“Hey,” I say softly.
“What are you doing way over there?” my anonymous lover asks.
“I just wanted to walk around.”
“Come on. Join me in the jacuzzi,” he orders.
I happily skip into the bathroom. When I walk inside, I am immediately stunned by the floor to ceiling windows displaying the Malibu coastline.
“What a view!” I say excitedly.
“Oh yeah,” my lover says, who is obviously used to the multi-million dollar view. “So I guess you have deduced that we are in Malibu.”
“Yeah,” I say with a giggle as I hop into the jacuzzi.
“Well, it’s just one of my estates in the city so you don’t know everything about it.”
“Just one?! How many do you have?!”
“Five.”
“Wow.”
“I live in three estates full-time. The other two are investment properties. The city is so expansive that I can’t imagine just having one residence in the area.”
“Well, most people find a way to cope with one residence.”
The handsome stranger laughs as he playfully pushes my head under the jacuzzi water.
I pop my head back up and splash water in his face. All of a sudden, we are wrestling and playing around again. My anonymous lover grabs me from behind and pins me up against the edge of the jacuzzi. He bends me over and begins to fuck me again.
“I know how to keep you in line!” my lover says as he starts fucking me in the jacuzzi. All I can say is that I’m going to have a lot of fun being his “prisoner.” That dick feels so good along with the nice warm water. Best of all, I get a nice view of the moonlight hitting the Pacific Ocean. Getting fucked from behind doesn’t get much better than this!
After a nice little jacuzzi fuck, we settle back into bed. My lover looks at the clock. It’s one in the morning. He spoons up next to me and says, “Now, I’ve got to get some sleep and be back at work in a few hours. You be a good girl and don’t disturb me.” With that, I get a nice little kiss on the back of my neck. I have to confess that I don’t have much experience actually “sleeping over” with a guy. Having a nice pair of strong arms around me is about the best way a girl could get to sleep. It doesn’t take me long to head off into dreamland.
***
I wake up with the sun hitting my face. I focus my eyes on the wall of windows in front of me. There, in full view, is the Pacific Ocean in all of its glory. I hop out of bed and walk out onto the balcony. I just stare at the ocean as the cool breeze hits my body. Then I walk over to the low glass wall on the balcony. I look over the edge and see a fifty foot sheer drop. Yes, we are definitely in the hills of Malibu with a nice unobstructed view of the ocean. I just stand there and enjoy the view for a while. Then I look at the sun, which is pretty high up in the sky. Damn, I must have been asleep for a long time. And my anonymous lover has long left for work. So here I am all alone in this mansion. I turn around and walk back into the bedroom. On the nightstand dresser is a little note addressed to me. I pick up the note and open it.
I will be back at around 6PM. Don’t snoop around and peek into my stuff. If you do, I will find out.
Alright, so it looks like my anonymous lover still wants to control me even when he is out of the house. Trust me, I have learned my lesson. I don’t want to fuck this up. I’ll just hang and wait for my lover to come home. I’m sure I won’t get too bored around here. After all, I am inside of a mansion. There should be some things to do. First off, I should check my messages.
I pull my iPhone from my jeans and check my voicemail. Uh oh. It looks like I have a bunch of unheard messages. And they are all from my producer Jonathan Ellis. I had not even bothered checking the messages. I should just call him right now.
“Hello Jonathan.”
“Carrie?! I’ve been trying to reach you for the past twelve hours. I’ve heard back from several record companies. They all want to sign you. You really should meet with them as soon as possible.”
“Really?!” I say as I jump up and down. I know my songs have gone viral on Youtube but I seriously didn’t think there would be any real record company interest. My heart begins to race with anticipation of meeting real industry people. Damn, I wish I had my keyboard with me. I’m going to have to beg my lover to swing by apartment when he gets back from work.
“Where are you?” Jonathan asks me.
“Well, um, I’m not really sure.”
“What do you mean, you’re not really sure?”
“I know I am in Malibu.”
“Where? I can come pick you up if you need a ride.”
“That would be kinda hard. I’m not sure where I am in Malibu.”
“Is everything okay?” the concerned music producer asks.
“Yeah. It’s just really hard to explain. Trust me, I will be at the Arrow Bar tonight. Tell the record execs to meet me over there. I’ll do a little show and they could offer me a deal afterwards.
“Ah! A showcase. That is very brilliant, Carrie. That should bump up the terms of the deal.”
I’m not even sure what Jonathan means by that. All I know is that it would be really hard for me to find out where I am. And even if I knew my location, I don’t want to aggravate my anonymous lover by having my producer come up to the mansion. “Just let the record company folks know that I will be starting my show at 10:00.”
“Great. I’m looking forward to it. Have a great day. Wherever you are!” Jonathan says as we hang up.
I look at my iPhone. More specifically, I look at the app buttons on my iPhone. Then it hits me. The map feature on the iPhone can instantly pinpoint my location using GPS. Ha. Now, this is an easy way to find out my location without my anonymous lover finding out. I tap open the map application and check for my current location. A map of Malibu appears. My current location is pinpointed about a quarter mile up from Broad Beach, right next to the Santa Monica Mountains National Recreation Area
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I put on a robe and walk out of the master bedroom. This is the first time I am seeing my anonymous lover’s house. The first thing that strikes me is that the house is very white with lots of glass. It feels like a contemporary fortress up here in the hills of Malibu. I look out of the window and find majestic sights of ocean and mountains. If I lived in this mansion, I would never leave! I walk down a hallway and find the elevator that took myself and my anonymous lover up to the fourth level of the mansion.
The elevator is more like a glass tube. The entire casing of the elevator is made out of glass, which allows the passenger to not be deprived of the view of the home. I get inside and ride down to the three level. When I get off I find myself in my lover’s office and library. The walls are packed with book shelves, modern paintings and ancient maps. Some of the paintings look very familiar to me. I can tell right away that some of these artworks belong to Picasso. There are also a couple of other paintings that appear to be very famous. However, the one thing that dominates this office area is a massive ancient looking map of Europe.