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Forbidden Fruit

Chapter 2: Mysterious Encounter

Arthur closed the door behind him as he entered the private room, staring in shock and utter confusion at the scene before him. This wasn't the woman he was supposed to be treating, in fact, she was the complete opposite. He expected to see the fat cow ready and willing, not… Not this.

What he saw before him was a young girl, hanging from the chain connected to the ceiling by handcuffs. She had a black cloth over her eyes, rendering her vision useless. She wore a black leather jacket that was cropped short at the bottom, and a white dress patterned with red roses that he assumed went to her knees. But since she was an inch or two too short, she was stretching; standing on her tip toes, making the dress creep up her thighs.

His line of vision traveled down lower to her legs. 'Great Scott those are amazing legs, and are those… Combat Boots?' His interest level peeked at her sense of attire.

"W-who's there…?"

Arthur was snapped back to reality when she spoke, her voice was quiet and shaky. He couldn't blame her, she was in an unknown place, chained and blindfolded, with a complete stranger in the room with her. He'd just have to make her more comfortable.

He walked further into the room until he was about two feet away from her, now that he got a closer look he could see a curl that stood prominent in the front, much unlike her straight, honey blonde hair cut shoulder length. 'How cute…' Arthur wanted to reach out and tug it, but resisted the urge.

"There's no need to be afraid love, I'm not going to hurt you."

Some tension visibly left her body at his soothing words; he smiled lightly and walked in a full circle around her, eyes scanning every inch of her body until he was back in front of her. Since she was here, he might as well have a little fun.

"So, love. Do you mind telling me, how exactly you came to be here?"

She hesitated before answering, "A m-meeting."

He could tell by the lack of accent in her speaking meant that she was American. "What kind of meeting?"

"Retrieval."

"Retrieval of what?"

"An artifact."

"Love, please stop being so vague with your answers, you're making me want to punish you."

She flinched when he spoke the word punish, obviously getting the wrong idea. We wished that he could say what he really meant, which involved the leather whip currently lying on the table across from them, but he didn't want to freak her out. That would be bad.

"…I had a meeting with a Mr. Kirkland in order to get an artifact to take back to America for the museum I work for."

Arthur instantly connected her statement with something his little brother had been blabbing about for the past week about someone coming to get that dusty old something-or-whatever he kept in his attic. Well, she got the other Kirkland instead.

He decided to continue with his games other than turn her loose and hand her over to Peter. Crossing his arms over his chest, he asked another question.

"And do you know where you are at this very moment?"

She bit her lip in a worried fashion, "I'm guessing I'm not where I should be?"

He let out a soft laugh as he walked over to the table across from them, glancing at all the toys. From the rubber ball gag, vibrating egg, bottle of lube, and the spreading bar. He looked at all of them until his eyes landed on the black, slim leather crop, like the ones you would see in horse training stables. Picking it up from the handle end, he ran his other hand across it as he walked back to stand in front of her once again.

"You could be right about that, love. But, while you're here, why don't we make the best out of your visit?"

Her reply was cut short when she let out a sharp gasp, as Arthur dragged the whip end up her leg, starting at her outer middle calf, and dragging it up to a couple inches above her knee.

She drew her leg up, bending at the knee, and leaned in the opposite direction, a light blush appearing across her cheeks. Knowing the shy reaction was normal for some; he decided to let it go. He continued his teasing by letting the crop slide as he walked in a half circle to stand behind her. The crop going from her knee, to the back of her thigh, and over the dress material to rest on her ass.

He leaned forward to whisper in her ear, "Just relax, love. I won't harm you, I give you my word."

She shivered lightly as his hot breath ghosted over her ear, sending tingles down her spine. Although, she did relax again after he spoke, seeing this as his okay to continue, he took a step back and raised his arm, bringing the crop down clean across her backside.

She let out a startled yelp and stumbled forward awkwardly, her face beet red. He couldn't help the grin that spread across his face; her reactions were just too cute. It really turned him on, his pants becoming a bit uncomfortable.

He reached out to grab her by the hips and pull her back to stand straight, he felt sparks jolt through his fingers as he touched her, but brushed it off for excitement.

"Sit still or you'll get another one."

She twitched and straightened her back, her lips pressed together to form a thin line. Hands still on her sides, Arthur slid his hands across her stomach to wrap his arms around her waist. Making his chest flush with her black, her body heat seeped through the layers of clothing and was absorbed by his body.

He placed his chin in the crook of her neck and pressed his lips against the soft skin just under her ear, lightly nipping the flesh with his teeth.

"Spread your legs for me, love."

He felt her tense again at his words, though she didn't move. He pulled her against his tighter and wedged a foot between hers.

"It'd be wise to follow my orders."

Bending her head down, she spread her legs heavily as if there were lead weights tied to her ankles, her blush becoming impossibly red. Arthur grinned against her neck and slid a hand down to her thigh and grabbed the hem of her dress. Pushing it up, he skated his fingers across the inside of her thigh, inching closer and closer to her core. He was a bit surprised; he had never gotten this intimate with a customer before, not to say he wasn't enjoying himself. As his thumb skimmed across the edge of her, he assumed lace, panties, she went rigid. Straightening her back, her breathing stopped and the color began to drain from her face.

Then realization hit him like a train.

She was a virgin.

He his hand froze as he stared in shock at the door in front of him, the fact seeping into the back recesses of his mind. That's why she was reacting so shyly, why she seemed frightened by him, he could tell by just how she acted when he did touched her.

His initial thought was how lucky he had been, scoring such a catch as this. But as he churned the thought around in his head, he began to regret doing this.

He wasn't completely heartless. He knew that your first time was supposed to be special, with someone you care for. Not someone who took advantage of your defenseless situation, and not someone you didn't even know.

Painfully, he decided to end this. Slipping his hand out from under her dress, he released his grip on her waist and stepped back away from her, the loss of heat immediately getting to him. Returning to his place in front of her, he reached up to take hold of her hands and pulled them up and took the chain connecting the handcuffs off of the hook hanging from the ceiling, pulling them down in front of her. He then fished the key out of his pocket and placed it in the palm of her hand, closing them.

He glanced at her face once more, wishing that the blindfold was gone so that he could see her eyes. Arthur leaned forward and kissed her cheek lightly, releasing her hands and turning to stride out of the door and down the hall into his own office before he had any second thoughts about leaving her.

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Maddie lifted her cuffed hands to her face and pushed the blindfold up and over her eye to peek at her surroundings, seeing that she was alone. Her arms were tingling with pins and needles as the blood began rushing through her veins. Her gaze travelling to her cuffed wrists, she opened her hand to see a small silver key, remembering that the man had put it there before he… Left?

She didn't know what to think, her mind was nothing but an abyss of blank fuzz. Snapping back to reality with a shake of her head, she took the key and unlocked the cuffs, the metal restrainers falling to the cement floor below. She rubbed her wrists carefully, seeing angry red marks from where the cuffs bit into her delicate skin.

Pulling the blindfold off fully, she looked around the room again and looked at the table against the far wall, immediately blushing from what was sitting on it. Her gaze shot to the floor embarrassingly and automatically landed on the leather whip, her cheeks harbored a brand new flush as her legs started to tingle with remembrance.

Shaking her head again, she looked toward the door and slowly walked towards it, reaching a hesitant hand out towards the knob. Turning it, she cracked the door open to peek into the hallway, no one in sight. Deciding that this was her chance, she swung the door open and sprinted down the hall to the door that she hoped would lead to an exit. Swinging the next door open, she threw a quick glance to the right and saw a wall, then to the left and saw the desk receptionist from before, along with a tall man she remembered show up behind her and take her to the room she just came out of.

Her face paled drastically as he turned his head and made eye contact with her, his face showing no change in emotion as he stared at her. She squeaked and made a dead run for the front door, throwing it open and flying onto the sidewalk at speed she didn't even know existed in her body. She finally stopped running after she realized there were people around her and started speed walking, her mind travelling a mile a minute.

Before she knew it, she was back safely in her hotel room, snug in her maple leaf pajamas and tucked into bed, staring at the ceiling in utter disbelief of what just happened to her.

I hope this was enough to tide you lovelies over for the next few days. This is seriously the fastest I've ever updated anything.

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