Free Deceived and Devoured by Lyla Sinclair

Chapter One
    As I walked across the cable company parking lot for a meeting with the marketing manager, the free preview I was supposed to talk to him about was the last thing on my mind.
    Three weeks had passed since Eric and Alexis lured me onto the yacht for a non-existent party. Three weeks since they’d “enslaved” me, and I’d submitted to their lurid whims.
    It had been the strangest, hottest, most outlandish night of my life, but I’d told no one about it. Anyone who knew me would be shocked that I’d participated in even half the goings on.
    I was shocked. Yet, it was the last thing I thought of before I went to sleep.
    Every night, I relived each moment, from Alexis’ unexpected caresses, to the spankings, to the climax that was so depraved I didn’t even want to put it into words in my own mind.
    But as the images flashed through my mind each night, my fingers would pinch my nipples, then work their way down, until one slid through my pussy lips.
    Once, I was satisfied, I’d lie in bed and wonder what was wrong with me. Why did I let them have their way with me? Sometimes I wondered if I was a lesbian, or maybe bisexual, since Alexis’ attentions had excited me as much as Eric’s. But deep down, I was pretty sure it wasn’t a matter of sexual orientation.
    I liked how they treated me. They dominated me and controlled me that night in a way I’d never experienced. And when they bound my wrists and put me on the platform…
    A pleasure shiver skipped through me as I opened the door to the customer service area of the cable office. I realized I was going into this meeting with my panties wet. Luckily, my suit skirt was lined.
    I passed through the sea of cubicles, waving at a couple of the supervisors who noticed me.
    But when I entered the hallway that led to the managers’ offices, the training room door opened, and I stopped short.
    Alexis was coming out, probably doing product trainings for the competing pay network she worked for. My mouth dropped open. I couldn’t think of an appropriate greeting for a woman who’d seen and touched every inch of my body…who had inserted a foreign object into my—
    “Tanya,” she said, not appearing the least bit flustered. “What a nice surprise.”
    “Uh-huh,” was all that came out of my mouth.
    “I’ve been meaning to get hold of you, but I realized I didn’t have your number.”
    I stood there, mute, staring at her.
    “I’m having a little slumber party tonight and I expect you to be there.”
    I noticed she didn’t invite me. It was more like a command. My breathing quickened.
    “Slumber party?”
    “Yeah, just a little ‘girls night in’ thing. Very relaxed. Do each other’s hair…whatever.” She looked at me expectantly.
    “Sounds like fun,” I heard myself say.
    “Good. Come by eight. My other friends should be there by then. They’re coming from out-of-town. Wear your cutest pajamas.” She scribbled an address on the back of a business card and handed it to me.
    I wasn’t at all sure I wanted to go to a slumber party, but for some reason I hadn’t been able to say “no” to Alexis this time any more than I was able to refuse her and Eric on the yacht.
    But the more I thought about it that day, the more convinced I became that this was just another ploy to get me alone and unsuspecting with the two of them. As depraved as it could turn out to be, I still creamed my panties every time I thought of the possibilities.
    Eric and his rich aroma, his perennially highlighted hair and tanned body—which gave the impression he was always just coming back from vacation. He was gorgeous and perfect just like the boys back in high school—the ones I could never have had in my second-hand clothes. It couldn’t have been more obvious that I was the scholarship kid and didn’t belong there with the rest of them.
    But now Eric wanted me. He told me on the yacht how he’d fantasized about me.
    I decided to take off work early to get a