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girl, but if you continue to be bad, you’ll leave me no choice but to punish you.” He continued to stare at her with a hard, impenetrable gaze for several more long seconds. Kelsey stared back, speechless.
    Finally James set the phallus upright on the night table and stood. He swept the rest of her things back into the duffel bag and dropped it on the floor next to the bed. He moved toward his closet, returning a moment later with a spare pillow, which he forced beneath Kelsey’s ass.
    “Spread your legs wide,” he instructed. “Careful with the bullet wound,” he added unnecessarily.
    When Kelsey didn’t react at once, he reached again for her throat. She spread her legs quickly, relieved when he dropped his hand. The pillow forced her hips and pelvis upward, as no doubt was his intention. James stood at the end of the bed, his eyes glued to her body as he pulled off his clothing. His cock sprang toward her, fully erect. Kelsey clutched her hands into fists above the ties, her body tensing with fearful anticipation.
    He positioned himself between her spread legs and brought his face so close to her pussy she could feel his hot breath against it. Instinctively she tried to close her legs but he stopped her with a hand on either thigh.
    Lowering his face, he touched her sex with the tip of his tongue. “Kelsey,” he breathed. “You’re so beautiful.” He licked at her folds, moving his tongue in a circle around her clit. Kelsey tensed beneath his touch, trying again to close her legs as she jerked at the wrist restraints.
    “Don’t fight me, baby,” James crooned. “I just want to make you feel good. Give in to it.” Again he dipped his head and licked along the length of her pussy, his fingers digging into her thighs. Kelsey closed her eyes, trying to drift away in her mind, but it didn’t work.
    Finally he lifted his head. She could feel his gaze on her face, but she kept her eyes closed. She felt the lift of the mattress, and then the give as he sat beside her. She turned and opened her eyes to see what he was doing.
    James was reaching again into the duffel bag. This time he pulled out her tube of personal lubricant. He reached for the vibrator and squirted the clear gel over its shiny rubber head. Scooting again between her legs, he touched the gooey head of the vibrator to her entrance and began to press it inside her. Kelsey tensed against the invasion, but he was persistent, pushing it until she was filled with the hard rubber phallus. He switched it on and it began pulse inside her with a steady hum.
    “Christ, you look so fucking hot like that, Kelsey. You have no idea.” James lifted himself from the bed and reached for his discarded jeans. Pulling his cell phone from a pocket, he aimed it in her direction and snapped several pictures. Setting the phone on the night table, he resumed his position between her legs.
    James licked two fingertips and placed them against her clit. His touch was surprisingly light, his fingers moving delicately in a perfect counterpoint to the vibrator thrumming away inside her. In spite of herself, in spite of the fear, the pain in her leg, and her exhaustion, Kelsey felt herself succumbing to the barrage of stimulation. It was easier to give in than to fight, and she surrendered to the sensations.
    “That’s it, baby. Oh, yeah. Do it. Do it for me,” James urged, his fingers moving in a flurry over her throbbing clit.
    Kelsey tried to shut out his voice. She tried to forget that her hands were bound to the headboard, or that she was held captive in a madman’s clutches. She focused on the pleasure radiating from her groin and let a moan pass her lips as the tremor of a climax spiraled out from her core. She felt the vibrator’s speed and pulsation intensify and James began to move it in and out of her in a thrusting motion. In spite of her hatred of the man doing this to her, another climax moved through her body, this one more powerful than the last.
    He kept