Complicated Ties (The Ties Trilogy (A Contemporary Erotic Romance Novel))

by J. A. Roberts-Parkes

  Walking back to the bar to refill our now empty glasses Daniel followed me to where I stood. Our glasses were now full and taking my glass, drank it in one go and poured another one doing the same as the previous glass.

  “So is that it Daniel, the end of our meaningful conversation?”, knowing that he wanted more of my company, I played along.

  “You know it's a Monday, don't you and if we're starting our arrangement on a Friday”, Daniel never stood a chance as I pulled him into my bedroom and onto the bed. Stripping him of his clothes I began to attach his arms and legs to the bed frame with handcuffs and moving a red feather across his chest that had previously laid on my Hudson bed side table, running the delicate feather across his rigidly upright nipples; Daniels breath becoming shallower, his diaphragm moving up and down.

  Moving my hand down towards my Japanese silk gown that clung to me, slid it under my underwear and began to run my forefinger across my clitoris, feeling the tingle that accompanied it.

  My mouth moved towards Daniel's dark nipples, running my tongue across them,

  “Oh Miss White...don't stop...please don't stop”, his breath giving away the excitement that was beginning to build.

  “I have no plans to stop Mr Ace, none at all”, my hand moving faster across my wetness as I was bent over Daniel, biting softly at him.

  Pulling a leather mask, placing it over Daniel's head which deprived him of his sight he was completely under my control, 'Let's see how it likes it', the thought making me wet with anticipation.

  “What are you doing Miss White?”, hearing the slight panic in his voice I leant across to the Hudson bedside table and opening a draw took out several items which I would enjoy using on Daniel. With a vibrating finger ring I placed it on my clitoris and felt the ever so familiar sensation of the beginnings of an orgasm creep up on me, resisting the urge to carry on I returned to Daniel who lay on my bed helpless and blind of the senses.

  The cold steel nipple clamps were placed on his nipples that stood there just begging to be bitten, moving towards his manhood that pulsated with impending ecstasy I place my mouth on the top of his glans and moved my mouth down his shaft taking only half of it and with that the button that was attached to a wire which led to the nipple clamps were pressed, sending a small electrical current to his nipples.

  “Fuck...”, Daniel pushed his bottom up to push

  more of his cock into my mouth, another push of the button and he began to writhe under the pressure of my mouth moving up and down in time with the short bursts of electricity that surged through his nipples.

  “Fuck...I'm gonna cum...”, with those words moved up and down, progressively getting faster. I could feel his cock begin to twitch and strain as he shot his load.

  “Fucking hell Maddie, what was that?”, with his question the whip which lay in my hand found its way across to his clamped nipples and came down.

  “Ooh...now that's new”, the pleasure which was hidden was plainly in sight with his words.

  “Daniel, I need a safe word just in case you would like to stop”,

  “Crimson Ace, yeah I know it sounds like a sixties spy movie but I like it”, with his final word my whip came down again on his chest.

  “Crim....”, Daniel stopped himself short.

  Maneuvering myself over his already recovering hardening cock, pushing slowly onto him making him gasp, my whip coming down on him as he tried to push upwards.

  “Now, now Daniel, patience”,

  “Ok...ok, Miss White”, moving up and down faster and faster. Stopping I stood up and took out the strawberry lube and dabbed my finger in it. Daniel couldn't see what I was doing so the thought of his reaction to what I was about to do pleased me.

  I ran my hand up the inside of his leg towards his bottom and pushed my finger up without hesitation,

  “Fuck.. That feels so weird Miss White...Mm”, grabbing his cock I began to pull on it hard making him gasp underneath his mask. Two fingers in and Daniel screamed, “Maddie.... FUCK!”. Pulling harder on his engorged member, sensing he was getting closer to cumming again; pulling harder until his body began to tense, the white thick liquid spurting across the bed onto the sheets.

  Un-cuffing his restraints and removing the mask Daniel stood up.

  “That was a new experience Miss White, I enjoyed it. Now would you step over here, it's my turn”

  The silver handcuffs that restraint Daniel were now attached to my wrists above my head, guiding me towards the two seater couch that stood under the window.

  Heart racing, 'What is he going to do to me?' the single thought interrupted by Daniel.

  “Please keep your hands above your head, failure to do so will result in a little spanking”,

  “Ok...Daniel.. My safe word is Avalon”

  “Good girl, are you ready then?”,

  “Yes Daniel, please be gentle”, knowing that he wouldn't be gentle made my pussy tingle with excitement.

  Picking me, he placed me on the couch, and pulled my legs apart,

  “Keep them open Miss White, or else”. The same mask that had deprived Daniel of his senses was placed over my face, helpless and wet , wanting him so bad.

  Deprived of sight, feeling his warm breath against my nipples sent a shiver down my back finishing in the bottom of my pussy, Daniel's tongue down my stomach and down the inside of my leg. Feeling helpless he moved back up my leg towards my pussy, his tongue parting my lips, teasing my clitoris. The ever so familiar sensation of wetness beginning to build up, his speed increasing as he sucked on it. Grinding on his tongue was the inevitable conclusion, and so I did, feeling an orgasm sneak up on me with the sensation of a train passing by an apartment and the room shaking.

  “Oh Daniel”, my toes began to curl and my restrained hands outstretching as the orgasm overtook me.

  “Please don't stop, please...”, his tongue moving away from me and the sensation of plastic entering me with the vibrations making me wetter.

  Hearing Daniel walk away and the rotating head of the vibrator pushed me closer to another orgasm, the footsteps coming closer to me,

  “Oh...Fuck...Daniel”,

  The cold plastic toy was suddenly removed and replaced with something that was more pleasurable, ramming it in without hesitation, his strokes becoming slower as he teased me with the top of his manhood.

  “Oh my...”,

  “I'm going to fuck you hard Maddie White”, and he did.

  Pounding hard and feeling my stomach become tense, the mixture of pleasure and pain building up to another orgasm. Daniel stopped, removing my mask and handcuffs,

  “On your hands and knees now Miss White”,

  “Whatever you want Daniel”, the softness of the carpet on my knees felt good and knowing that he would not stop.

  “Shh!”

  Falling silent, his cock pushed me open again and the feeling of his swollen member pushing my walls apart sent more juices flowing down my leg. Daniel started to increase his strokes, it felt harder than the previous times we had done it, but it felt so good,

  “Oh fuck I'm so close”, his hands grabbing my waist as he pushed deeper into me, the sweat pouring from his head dripping onto my back, he had never felt so hard.

  “Sweet Jesus...Fuck...I'm going to cum...”, wanting to cum with him I began to play with my clitoris in time with each of his strokes,

  “Daniel, cum with me please..”,

  “Yeah.. I'll try...Maddie....”, his breathing becoming more erratic.

  The pressure built up inside me as I felt his hot juices hit the back of my pussy as I came with him, I felt him lean forward and kiss my back as he collapsed beside me.

  “Fuck that was fucking awesome Miss White”,

  “Your telling me Mr Ace”, moving across to bed we both laid down and fell asleep, my mind filled with images of Daniel behind me, fucking me hard.

  Those images faded into something darker and intense. Mr Francis Colt, my teacher who did something unspeakable to
me and wanted to do it again,

  “Please don't...NO!”,

  A chorus of laughter echoed around my dream room, there were too many of him, multiplying themselves around me. Arms and hands stretched outwards me, his face melting into something dark and twisted. Feeling the tears run down my face as hands pulled at my clothes, looking down and seeing the floor beginning to melt away beneath me.

  “Waaaaakkkkeeee uppppp...It's Daniel!” a single voice piercing the fake room and bringing me back to consciousness.

  “Maddie, you ok”, his warm embrace melting the images that had filled my head.

  “I'm ok Daniel, going to shower..what time is it?”,

  “3:30 am Miss White”, heading for the shower, I turned around to him and smiled.

  The cold water cascaded over my body and all the tension that had built up had gone.

  Daniel lay on the bed with his usual smile, and pulled back the covers for me to lie down.

  “I'm here if you need to talk, you know”, feeling a tear fall down my cheek, I turned over and fell asleep, waking up and feeling a hand on my shoulder, Daniel had stayed, 'Why didn't he go home', ' I'm glad he stayed and he looks good naked when he's not sweating profusely'. Turning around the clock gave away the time 11:04 am,

  “Shit!, Daniel wake up”,

  “What's a matter, where's the fire?”,

  “It's 11 o'clock!”,

  “You're kidding me...really.. that was an interesting sleep”, his naked torso stood up and the covers that had hidden him away had fallen to the floor.

  “I need to use your telephone, something to sort out”, pointing him in the direction, I watched him as he dialed.

  Standing in the shower and hearing the one sided conversation, knowing that I shouldn't be listening. Footsteps came closer to the glass screen that hid me and Daniel stepped in.

  The water felt so good on my skin and I started to clean myself, Daniel moved to wash my hair and I his. Kissing me, the tingles through my body; it felt different, his manhood beginning to grow.

  “What are you doing Daniel?”,

  “Well we're washing each other, what's the harm in that?”,

  “True, but no funny business”. Carrying on with running the sponges over our bodies, mirroring each other movements.

  “Daniel, you can call me Maddie if you want”,

  “So Maddie, what was your dream about? If you don't mind me asking you?”,

  “It's a little bit private, I'll tell you in time.”,

  “Well I do hope you dream about me sometimes”, with him winking and smiling at me.

  “You are one of a kind, you know that”, walking out of the shower to put my robe on, Daniel popped his around the glass,

  “Could you get my clothes please, I think your housekeeper has washed and dried them.

  “Knowing Alice she probably has” laughing as I left the bathroom.

  Walking into the bedroom Daniel had already dressed himself as I handed him his clothes,

  “If you would excuse me, usual things to do. You know walk the dogs etc”,

  “Alice should of prepared breakfast if you would like some”,

  “Thanks, if you have any more problems with the contractors let me know, and my apologies for the incident”. Daniel pulled his pants and shirt on and shoes, he kissed me on the cheek and left.

  Pulling out a running suit and moving into the kitchen I could see that Daniel had stopped for breakfast and Alice was cleaning up the kitchen.

  “Miss Maddie, Everything alright this morning”,

  “Yes Alice, everything is good”,

  “Very well Miss Maddie, good to hear”. Alice moved towards the hall and began to clean.

  “Maddie, have you seen this?”, the glow of the laptop illuminating his face.

  “Seen what?”, sitting next to him at the dining table.

  “The newspapers had a field day, 'Billionaires new squeeze', the headline in bold black writing shouting at me with a picture of me and Daniel kissing me at the IFAW charity event.

  “Is that it?, well I am not your new 'squeeze' as they put it”,

  “Well that's the media for you, blowing it out of proportion”, pouring another coffee into my cup.

  “It's kinda funny tho, publicity for you and possibly giving me fifteen minutes of fame, just gonna wake up Lisha and see if she's recovered from last night”,

  “Sure thing honey”, hearing him laugh as I walked into the kitchen to fetch Tylenol and a bottle of Evian to try and alleviate the possibility of Lisha having the mother of hangovers. Although it was of her own doing it was funny in a odd sort of way.

  Pushing her door slowly and carefully in case she decided to throw something to hand, hearing the heavy snoring told me she was fast asleep and was unlikely to wake up even if a heard of elephants decided to leave the circus and take a detour to my house and trample through Lishas room. Leaving the Tylenol and water I returned to the dining room.

  Chapter Nineteen

  Daniel was still there, and knowing he wasn't going anywhere yet, his smile greeted me as I walked in.

  “Hey hey, just gonna phone the media for Friday, you know rile up the troops to promote the launch”,

  “Well as I have many fingers in many pies I'll phone around if you want me to.”, it was hard to say no to Daniel and now that we’re on a first name basis, no wasn't a viable option, no had no reason to appear like a zit on a teen's face.

  “Well if you insist, you are totally twisting my arm here Daniel”,

  “Can we not mention twisting please”, his hand moving to his chest where his nipples still felt sore after the electrodes and clamps had been.

  “You need to relax Maddie, and I don't mean into a complete zone out in front of TV with Mr Ben and Mr Jerry, I mean come on, when was the last time you actually spent the day at home and relaxed?”, pondering his question I knew the answer.

  “Well...never really, too busy. You know how it is Daniel”, persuasive and handsome is a good combination and how could I refuse his face.

  “Ok, I'll take a day off to relax, promise”, Lisha's gaunt and sorry looking face appeared in the dining room,

  “Well hello Miss I sleep with strangers and get totally drunk”,

  “Alright, I drank a lot...and had sex, I admit it”, sitting down and nursing a hot cup of jo, Lisha did look hungover.

  “I'll get Ant to take you home so you can check on your dad and refresh yourself”,

  “Cheers Mad, I appreciate it”, taking her coffee and heading outwards the bathroom Lisha was gonna make it after her night with a handsome man and copious amounts of alcohol.

  “Maddie, I'm gonna head off, meetings to attend. I'll ring you later ok?, I'll leave my attache case here til later”

  “Yeah no worries, but I draw the line at your toothbrush”, moving towards me he kissed me and then he was gone.

  Lisha shuffled back into the room with her sorry look,

  “So tell me about this guy Garry, you two seeing each other then. Is it serious, is he well hung?”

  “Oh come on Mad, it was just sex but...he's my date for Friday”,

  “Well that will be good for you, just make sure he's good to you otherwise he'll get a knuckle sandwich from me”,

  “Yeah Mad, I'll make sure”,

  “You know I had another nightmare...Frank this time...totally fucked up, Daniel was there but I couldn't bring myself to tell him”,

  “You'll tell him when your ready Mad, it'll take time”, Lisha got up and gave me hug, it had been a night to remember and my best friend who had been there all the time as I had been there for her.

  Handing Lisha the crumpled envelope that contained the note, she looked at it and then looked at me.

  “You gonna show your mom this Mad?”,

  “Gonna have to Lish, Ant's already put some feelers out and I'm gonna have to tell that private dick”.

  Picking the letter up it still made no sense to me who had sent it, was it the sa
me man or woman driving that black van that had followed me?, or was it some ex who wanted to scare the shit out of me, well it was working.

  “Popping over to my moms in ten minutes Lisha, gonna see how they are”,

  “Sure, I'll see you tonight; have a good day ok?”

  “You too Lish”, walking into my bedroom, Daniels' attache case lay on the bed with a bouquet of lillies, my favorite flower.

  A card with the words 'Thanks for a wonderful night x Daniel'. 'Now thats sweet', I thought as I pulled on a tee shirt and shorts combo.

  Outside Ant had prepared my 177 and knowing him it was probably polished within an inch of it's life. The traffic across town was busy and the heat was beating down on us all, in the reflection of my rear view mirror, the beaten up black van pulled in front of a Winnebago and followed me, with me pushing down on the gas pedal heading for the turnoff. The van was still there with its blacked out the windshield and obscured license plate, looking again it had turned off.

  Pulling up outside my mom's house and spotting Owen mowing the lawn, him waving at me.

  “Hey You, your moms in the back yard planting her flowers, Kate, Maddie's here!”, Owen shouting over the loud noise of the lawnmower.

  The porch door opened and my mom stepped out, brown as ever.

  “Hey Honey, you ok?”, kissing my forehead.

  “Not particularly, Need to speak to you both inside”,

  “Hope it's nothing serious?, come on in sweetie. Owen would you?”, the lawnmower stopped doing its 'look at me' noise as Owen stepped into the shade of the house.

  Sitting on the beat up leather couch that my mom had since my childhood, her dog being hyper as usual jumped onto the couch and licked my hand with its tail beating the crap out of the arm of the couch.

  “Spot would you please get down, you know you're not allowed on the furniture”, picking up the dog and placing him on the rug.

  “Dunno how to put this but I think I'm being followed by someone I've had some strange calls and letters. Dead roses in a box and a letter last night attached to my front door”, Moms faced dropped.