I don't own them. Ranger is just on loan.

Special thanks to Rangers Redhead for giving me the idea and letting me run with it. This chapter will contain smut and sex toys. Spoilers up to LMT. You were warned.

Handcuffs and Flavored Oils

Steph's POV

I, Stephanie Plum, A.K.A. The Bombshell Bounty Hunter, have done it again. What have I done this time, you ask? Did I kill another car? Have I injured another Merry Man? Is there another psycho after me? God, I almost wish!

I am trapped in Pleasure Treasures.

And how did I manage that, you ask?

Since I have so much time on my hands, let me tell you.

I had the honor of being assigned second time FTA, Caroline Scarzolli today. Caroline is a wily seventy something klepto who happens to own Trenton's only adult toy store. I had the pleasure (no pun intended) of bringing her in the first time she missed her court date. She was a pain in the ass then, and I was not looking forward to a repeat. I thought being armed with my stun gun would be good enough.

I couldn't have been more wrong.

Somehow, Caroline managed to turn the stun gun on me.

I really need to find another job.

So now, I find myself trapped in the tiny back office and handcuffed to the desk. And if that wasn't enough, Caroline found reason to take my clothes while I was unconscious. Imagine my surprise when I woke up to find my jeans and tee shirt had been replaced with a very tight, very revealing buckle front black leather corset and matching thong panties. Either Caroline was trying to cop a feel, or the old lady had finally gone off her rocker.

I'm going to shoot the bitch.

I had managed to reach the telephone cord and pull the phone down to the floor beside me. And with a pen between my teeth, I would be able to dial for help.

Now, who to call?

I really didn't want to call the cops. This was the last thing that I wanted floating around the Burg grapevine. Calling Morelli was out. He had found my RangeMan embroidered panties in the laundry basket, which led to a particularly nasty fight at Pino's a month ago. We hadn't spoken to each other since.

I could call Lula or Connie, but they would set off the alarm and the police would show up. Besides that, they wouldn't be able to resist spreading the gossip.

That left Ranger.

Ranger had been in Miami for the past six weeks spending some time with his daughter. I heard he had gotten back this morning, but I hadn't seen him yet. It would figure that the first time we would see each other again would be in this situation.

Hmmm, maybe it wouldn't be so bad after all.

With a sigh of defeat, I used the pen between my teeth to dial his number. Spitting the pen out of my mouth, I leaned down toward the phone as much as the cuffs would allow.

"Yo."

I sighed. "Yo yourself."

A pause. "Babe?"

"Ranger. I need your help."

"What's wrong? Are you hurt?" I could hear keys jangling as he spoke.

"I'm sort of trapped."

"Where are you?"

I closed my eyes, embarrassed. "Cuffed in the office at Pleasure Treasures."

Ranger was silent for a minute. And then he chuckled.

"This is so not funny," I fumed through clenched teeth. "I got stunned and woke up handcuffed to a desk."

"Caroline must have stocked up on her artillery," Ranger's voice sounded highly amused.

"I guess." No way was I going to admit to being stunned with my own weapon.

"I'll be there in five." And he hung up.

I leaned back against the desk. I couldn't hang up the phone, and the annoying ringing tone started a minute later. Fucking Caroline. I was going to break her hip when I got out of this. And if she tried to charge me for the leather floss she had put me in, I would break her other one, too.

Twisting my head to look up at the desk, I saw that it was after midnight. Damn, how many times did she stun me? The last time I checked the time, it was eight forty five. I had never been out that long from one visit from the stun gun.

A few minutes later, I heard a click from the other room. Sitting up straight, I strained my ears. The door swung open and Ranger stood there, grinning down at me.

"Looking good, Babe," he said, his eyes turning darker at the sight of my new outfit.

I sighed. "Don't ask. I woke up this way."

He chuckled and stepped forward, crouching down in front of me. "I guess old Caroline has some secret fantasies that nobody knew about."

I kept my mouth shut as he unlocked the handcuffs and helped me to my feet. I was planning on finding my clothes and bolting, but Ranger had yet to let me go.

"This is even better than the shower rod," he murmured, running his hands through my hair. Suddenly, the leather thong was incredibly uncomfortable.

"I guess this leaves more to the imagination," I said, looking down at myself. "Not much, but a little anyway."

Ranger's eyes swept from the top of my head to the tips of my toes. By the time his eyes met mine again, the uncomfortable little thong was soaked. His eyes were as black as coal.

"It would be a shame to just leave without checking out the inventory," he said, taking my hand. I wordlessly followed him out of the office, where he started perusing the shelves. My womb clenched at the thought of having Ranger and an entire store full of sex toys at my disposal. This could be the night that fueled all my fantasies for the next fifty years.

I let my eyes wander the shelves. What the hell were Ben Wa Pleasure Balls? My curiosity overcame me and I read the hype on the box.

"Can be used to tighten the vagina and strengthen the bladder both," I read, my face flaming.

I felt Ranger's warm breath on my ear. "Don't think you need those, Babe. Any tighter and nothing's getting in there."

"Not every man is hung like a horse, Ranger," I said before thinking. When I realized my words, I gasped and stepped away from him. Ranger laughed.

"You're good for the ego, Babe."

Deciding to ignore that comment, I put the Pleasure Balls back on the shelf and continued looking.

"These could be fun," Ranger said a few minutes later, holding up leather wrist and ankle restraints. I shivered at the idea of being dominated by Ranger.

"Yeah, if you have a torture chamber you're decorating," I retorted, trying not to get too caught up in the X-rated fantasies.

I passed a wall full of movies before I came to a shelf full of flavored oils. A bottle of Climax Fruit Bomb Cherry Cola flavored lubricant caught my eye. Mmm, cherry cola. I looked at the price. $15.00. Screw it, the bitch stunned me, stole my clothes, and handcuffed me to a desk. The least she could do was let me help myself to some of her inventory. Sounded good to me.

With my cherry cola lube in hand, I continued to check out the shelves. Grabbing a box, I turned to Ranger, grinning evilly.

"Hey, Ranger. Do you think Lester would like this?" I held up an inflatable purple butt plug. Ranger's eyes twinkled as he came closer, inspecting the box.

"With Lester you never know." He took the bottle of lube out of my hand and read it.

"Cherry cola, Babe?"

I grinned mischievously. "You feel like destroying the temple tonight?" Oh my God, I did not just say that!

I must have, because Ranger's smile grew wider while his eyes became even darker. "I thought you'd never ask, Babe."

With the lube in hand, Ranger dragged me back to the office, shutting the door behind him. My heart was pounding a mile a minute as he took off his jacket and holster.

"Uh…I was just kidding…about the temple thing…" I couldn't stop stuttering as he stalked towards me.

"Partial consent, Steph. I warned you before and you did offer."

Fuck, I did, didn't I?

My knees were trembling as stalked towards me. His strong arms pulled me against his equally strong chest as his lips descended upon mine. God, Ranger's mouth tasted so much better than cherry cola. And who the hell needed lubricant when he was around? One look at his beautiful body and I was gushing out like a broken fire hydrant.

While his lips were on mine, I felt his hands working the buckles on my leather corset. A minute later, I was breathing freely as the hot material fell to the floor.

Ranger's lips moved down my jaw to my neck, where he sucked the skin into his mouth, no doubt leaving a massive red hickey for the entire Burg to see. I didn't give a damn what the Burg thought now. The way I was feeling, they could come on in and watch, as long as I got my Ranger induced orgasm.

He stepped back and reached for the cherry cola lube. Turning the bottle upside down, he let the liquid drip down my breasts and belly. Using his fingers, he massaged the oil into my skin and I moaned as a warm sensation pulsed through me.

"Time to ruin the temple," Ranger's voice was husky as he leaned down, running his tongue from my throat to my belly button. Holy shit! I would have melted into a puddle on the carpet if his arms weren't supporting my back. His tongue ran in lazy circles over every inch of skin, licking up the flavored oil. His teeth clamped down on my nipple, which was hard enough to drill through stone by this time. I cried out as he took half of my breast into his mouth, sucking and biting. I felt the contractions between my legs and I figured he had found a direct link from my breasts to my g-spot. God, he must have gone to school for this!

"No need for that, Babe," he growled against my nipple. "I just know exactly how to make you scream."

I felt said scream building up inside of me. His tongue moved down slowly, lapping up every trace of oil. Ranger moved down to his knees and with a violent tug, he tore off the leather floss. Leaning forward, he breathed in my scent and groaned.

"Christ, Babe. You're going to be the death of me."

He reached for the bottle again, letting a few drops fall onto his index finger. Setting the bottle on the floor, he rubbed his finger between my lips and around my clit. I cried out as the warm tingling sensation intensified. My hands gripped his shoulders as he ran his tongue in long strokes, licking up the combination of lube and my own arousal. My walls contracted violently and my knees began shaking and I thought that I was seconds away from dying.

"Fuck, Ranger!" I wailed as an orgasm surged through me. I bucked against his mouth and his arms tightened around me, pulling me closer until his tongue was inside of me. He growled deeply and continued the wonderful torture as I shuddered against him.

My head was thrown back and my eyes were closed as I savored every second of pleasure. I faintly heard a gentle buzzing sound and I screamed when I felt something vibrating against my swollen clit. Before I could open my eyes to see what the hell Ranger was doing, another orgasm rolled through me. This time, my knees did give out and I collapsed down into Ranger's arms.

"God, I love watching you," he gasped, his breathing choppy as his lips crashed down over mine. I opened my mouth and his tongue slipped inside. I could taste myself on him, along with the flavored lube. Hmm, it actually tasted more like Dr. Pepper than cherry cola.

Okay, while his mouth and tongue were absolutely sinful, I wanted a whole hell of a lot more. Reaching down, I unbuckled his belt and unzipped his cargoes, pushing the material down his legs.

"Get off those damn pants and fuck me, Ranger," I ordered against his lips. He chuckled into my mouth as his hands moved down to remove the pants.

Before I could say "Doomsday", I was on my back on the floor and Ranger was hovering above me, settled between my legs. With a deep growl, he pushed his massive erection inside of me. I cried out and wrapped my legs around his waist, holding on for dear life as he lifted my hips slightly and continued his hard thrusts. I swear he was so deep I could feel him hit the back of my throat. I closed my eyes and let myself get swept away in the phenomenal feelings that he created. With every thrust, he hit my g-spot, and I was worried that the heat building up inside of me would burn him. Every thrust sent me spiraling higher, my walls clenching tightly around him, bringing me higher and higher, faster and faster…OH GOD!

My hips shot up off the floor and I suddenly felt weightless. I shrieked out and I heard Ranger's loud roar as he thrust into me one final time. I clung to his sweaty shoulders while my legs were wrapped around his hips, and I quaked around him as he spilled inside of my body.

I almost swore that I heard a tiny whimper from Ranger as he collapsed on top of me in a breathless heap. His heart was thundering against my breasts as his hands roamed blindly over my body.

"Jesus, Babe, you're spectacular," he gasped, stroking the damp curls out of my face. His eyes were still pitch black as he stared down at me. If I stopped blinking, I would fall into them.

"You're pretty fucking awesome yourself, Batman," I panted, grinning up at him.

We stared at each other for a long time before we could breathe well enough to sit up. As Ranger pulled on his clothes, I looked down at the scrap of black leather.

:"I don't know what Caroline did with my clothes." There was no way in hell I was going out in public in dental floss and a leather corset.

Ranger grinned. "I'm sure she won't mind, then, if we borrow an outfit from her collection. Stay here. I'll be right back."

He left the office and I managed to get to my feet. I could still feel my g-spot humming and it wouldn't take much for me to shoot off into another orgasm.

Ranger returned a minute later, carrying another black leather outfit. This one had an underwire bra top with attached pants. There were black leather gloves, a whip, and a cat mask in the box besides.

"Feel like being a bad kitty?" He was teasing, but there was a soft look in his eyes. "This was the only outfit with actual pants. You can wear my windbreaker over it."

"Works for me." I pulled the outfit on, grabbing a pair of 5 inch black FMP's off one of the shelves to go with it. It was the least that Caroline could do, after all.

When Ranger saw me in the "Bad Kitty" outfit, his eyes turned black again. He gave me his wolf grin, pulling me against his hard body. "Feel like going for Round 2, Babe?"

I smiled back up at him. "I could be persuaded. But maybe we should take this show someplace else."

"I have just the place in mind," he said, pulling me out the door. "It's called the Batcave."

The "Bad Kitty" outfit is on the Temptations Direct website under "Costumes-Animal". I figured what better place to do some adult toy research. LOL. Hope you enjoyed. Thanks again to Ranger's Redhead for the idea. Love you, Babe!