Free Denys, Jennifer - Just Good Friends [Friends and Acquaintances 1] (Siren Publishing Classic) by Jennifer Denys Page B

quietly walk to the blue car over there and get in the back. I don’t want to end up in prison because someone has seen me on security camera!” She did as she was told, and Sam climbed in after her, partly closing the door after him.
    “I know we’ve read other books since, but it’s taken me this long to get things set up. You know how the story works—the girl gets kidnapped by mistake for her friend but stops struggling after being attracted to the guy. You know the type of story, the forced seduction, one of your favorite scenarios. This is a combination of several kidnap-type stories, and they generally seem to involve mistaken identity.” Jessie giggled behind the scarf.
    “Now you need to sit back so I can tie your hands.” Which she did meekly. “Come on now, get in character, a little struggle would be good.” Jessie burst out laughing at this, so he took advantage of the moment to tie her hands together—in front so she wouldn’t panic—with the stocking he had placed in the car beforehand.
    “That’s it—don’t you dare touch the gag—lean back and open your legs.” Sam grinned as Jessie finally remembered the generic plot which called for the heroine to clamp her legs together at this point. He reiterated, “Open your legs or you’ll get something even worse when we get out.” At least he thought the line went something like that. She complied, and he caressed her thigh under her skirt, eliciting a moan from Jessie.
    He then got out, moved into the front, and drove off, arriving thirty minutes later in the drive of the secluded house he had rented for the weekend. He went to let out the girl, who yelled at him behind the gag which she started to pull off.
    “Uh-uh, leave the gag alone. Be glad I didn’t knock you out like in the story. Now you are going to do everything I tell you because I am in charge here.”
    The look Jessie gave him was murderous, and she ignored his assistance and rolled herself out of the car.
    Sam led her into the house and upstairs to the bedroom. “Now I am going to dispense with the flogging scene,” he stated.
    “Good thing, too,” seemed to be the muffled response. Jessie wriggled her arms, indicating she wanted to be untied.
    “Not just yet.” As he left her to go into the bathroom, he saw her frowning. He chuckled. He knew she was trying to remember what else happened in the stories.
    He returned after filling the bath. “Now let’s get these clothes off you. I am going to bathe you, but don’t try to scream or escape because we are miles from anywhere.” He proceeded to divest her of all her clothes after finally untying her but leaving the gag on.
    At this point, she reached up and wrenched it off. “Sam, what is going on? It seemed fun at first but now I’m fed up and hungry!”
    He held a finger to her lips. “Uh-uh, no talking, just do whatever I tell you or you will get a punishment.” She crossed her arms in annoyance, causing a spurt of laughter to come from Sam. “Come on, I know you like your long, hot baths.” He led her towards a steaming hot bath full of bubbles.
    After an initial reluctance, Jessie got in. She sighed, closed her eyes, and leaned back. He knew she’d need to relax after the annoyances of the day so far. She suddenly sat up with a gasp when he started stroking her breasts.
    “I told you I was going to bathe you, and these are very, very dirty,” Sam declared, sensually caressing her breasts with a bar of soap, circling her nipples.
    Jessie moaned and thrust her breast forward. “I don’t remember him doing that with a bar of soap in the book.”
    “I’m improvising. Be silent.” The soap bar made its way down her stomach and between her legs, rubbing back and forth a few times.
    “God, that’s good,” she cried, forgetting the direction for her to be quiet.
    “Tut, tut. For that I’m moving on.” She groaned but still appeared to be enjoying the sensation of the bar caressing her thighs, down her