Free Tamara's Future by Cyna Kade

really do have a history, it might put Tamara in danger.”
    “We’ve put too much work into this sting to stop now. Have you spread the
    rumors?”
    David nodded and said, “As planned.”
    “Any hits?”
    “One possible. I’m still casting the lure, laddie.”
    “Then cast wider and deeper,” Gage said. He pointed to the file. “We need to know
    all the players. The pirate we’re chasing might not be the only one involved.”
    “I’m on it,” David said before he left the briefing room.
    Gage ran his hand though his hair and tossed back the rest of his drink. He left the room. Time to check on Tamara.
     

Chapter Seven
    Tamara woke and found herself in a bed. The soft mattress was a big improvement
    over the hard table she’d been on. She looked down, the corset and the worms were
    gone. She closed her eyes, trying to make sense of how her body felt. She was sore but it was a pleasant soreness. So that’s what women raved about. She hadn’t realized how powerful and satisfying an orgasm would be. She understood a little better why men
    wanted them.
    Why hadn’t anyone taken the time to demonstrate? But Gage had taken the time.
    What would she do now? She knew Gage had come in at the end. She remembered
    Gage had bent to kiss her. She flushed with embarrassment as she remembered how
    eagerly she had responded, nipping his lips and moaning, “I need you.”
    Gage had laughed and said. “I want to hear you say you need me when you know
    what you’re saying.”
    He’d moved to the bottom of the table and placed a hand on her clit. Two fingers
    slid into her cunt. He’d rubbed and Tamara had exploded yet again but he hadn’t
    fucked her. At least she didn’t remember him fucking her. But she was fairly fuzzy
    about the ending.
    She took in a deep breath and gasped. Her ribs were sore. What a damnable device.
    How had their ancestors survived corsets? She took in a breath, slower this time, and managed to breathe deeply.
    She started to roll over and realized her hands were bound to rings set in the wall over the headboard. She’d been left with plenty of chain but she wasn’t going far. She sighed and lifted her head a little, looking around. She was alone she thought with relief. But she doubted that would last long.
     

    This had to be Gage’s bedroom. One side of the cabin contained multiple viewports,
    just like the viewports in the dining area. Only the captain would have a cabin like this.
    She shook her head and watched the stars. She didn’t recognize the configuration and she couldn’t tell how fast they were going. Her head fell back on the bed.
    What now? Gage had been right. The worms had taught her of the pleasures that
    her body could produce. Even the thought of them was enough to send the blood
    rushing back to her nipples and pelvis. But that didn’t mean it would be the same with a man. She looked down at her nipples. Were they larger than before or was that her imagination? They weren’t painful but they ached for a touch. She briefly debated experimenting. The chain was long enough. Instead she just groaned with need. Even
    thinking about the worms made her vagina clench.
    In desperation, she reached up and found the lock pick stashed in her hair. It was
    the work of a few moments to gain her freedom.
    “You should not be free,” a voice came from the doorway.
    “Fakzi, I just want to take a shower.”
    Fakzi cocked her head. “That is not all you want to do.”
    “You won’t stop me because my intentions are pure.”
    “You are learning. You are right. Take your shower. I will not stop you.”
    The decadent ship had real water showers. She turned it on and stepped inside. The
    hot water sluiced down her breasts. Tamara hissed and nearly fell to her knees when the water hit her nipples and created a tingling need. She ignored the sensation and finished her shower.
    Tamara toweled dry and then walked back into the bedroom. Under a corner of the
    bed she spotted her