Gilded Lily(99)

Adam slid his lips into a mischievous grin. “I can’t make any promises.”



LILY SIGHED AS she sat in the little shack, huddled on the mattress, waiting. After Adam had finished with her, she hadn’t even inquired about the arrangements for the ball. The tender kisses he’d lavished on her made her weak and ready for a nap. The rope had left reddened burn marks on her wrists from where she’d struggled. She was proud she’d fought so hard.

She snuggled up on the mattress as the light took its rightful place behind the darkness, as the evening light began casting shadows around the room. The stillness of the meadow created a sound all its own as the frogs began their ballad and the crickets gave a full accompaniment.

Lily startled when she heard the heavy footfalls coming across the porch. The latch loosened before the door opened.

“Close your eyes, Lily Flower.” Thank God! It was Adam. “Keep them closed for me.”

Lily couldn’t imagine shutting them any tighter. Oh, what was he going to do? She nestled her fingers under the pillow, waiting, longing to touch him. With three loud footsteps, he crossed the space to stop beside her. Her body tingled all over with the anticipation of what he had planned.

The mattress gave as she felt him straddle her legs. She did as he requested and kept her eyes closed but was quickly aided by the silk band that covered her lids. She sighed with the feel of his rough fingers tucking the loose strands of hair behind her ears. He tightened the fabric behind her head. A tranquil peace wrapped around her like a warm blanket. She felt safe, wanted.

“Adam! Adam, please let me taste you,” she cried. “Please.”

She felt Adam’s hand gently push at her waist. As she rolled onto her stomach, he spread her legs wide. The tip of a finger slid over her pussy lips, making her body shudder and jut forward. She pressed her hot cheek against the soft pillow as his finger slipped over her wet folds.

Suddenly, the air went dry, and Lily’s mouth fell open when she felt the firm tip of a cock at the verge of her opening. She caught her breath and held it, the anticipation of his entry tightening her chest. He rubbed the velvety tip over the swollen lips, pushing open the outer ones to plunge at the inner ones.

“Oh, God,” she pleaded. “Oh, God, Adam, please slide it in, just once. Please…please.”

Again, the blunt head of his cock pressed through her folds to rest at the engorged nub that was the focus of her torment. She jumped at the gesture, pleading again for Adam to fuck her. In an instant he withdrew, and she could hear the rustling of clothes coming off.

“Do it now.” She heard Adam’s voice command, but it was not coming from behind her. Terror rushed through her as she struggled to move away from the man who had touched her.

“Adam? Adam! Where are you? Who’s behind me? Ad—” The gag was in her mouth with precise placement. The small ball fit comfortably under her palate, trapping her tongue beneath. Her tears were absorbed by the silk covering her eyes.

Finally stilling, she succumbed to letting the strange man finish prepping her. With a sense of hearing that was deafening, she focused on the multiple footfalls of shoes on the wooden planks of her hidden little shack. Who had Adam brought here? How many were staring at her right now, seeing her pussy swollen, her cream coating her inner thighs? Who heard her cries of needing a release?

One of the men took her bound hands and pulled her into him. The sensation of warm, tailored fabric brushed her cheek as she slid her face over the crisp lapel. The aroma of musk and aftershave pierced her nose. It was Adam. At least he smelled like Adam.

“She looks so beautiful gagged. Wouldn’t you agree?” Adam said.

Lily waited to hear the other man’s voice. Nothing.

Adam spoke again. “Are you going to be a good girl for me?”

Lily nodded, unable to speak.

“That’s my girl,” Adam said and lovingly petted the back of her head.

Every sensation seemed amplified behind the darkness, every sound much louder, every touch more profound.

“Help her to sit up,” Adam said to whoever else was in the room. Lily felt strong hands gently wrap around her waist and help her to sit upright. The disorientation made her wobble, and she pulled her calves under her backside and rested her hands behind her back.

Saliva flowed down her throat as someone pulled the ball free from her mouth. Thank goodness, she could close her lips again. Someone slid the pad of his thumb over her lips, taking a moment to dip inside her mouth, waiting for her suck. She pulled the thumb into her mouth and suckled. Whoever was toying with her sighed, then pulled away.

Lily tucked her legs even tighter under her bottom and laid her trembling hands in her lap. What were they waiting for? The mattress next to her gave as she felt one of them sit down. The other one was walking around, doing something… What? She startled when she felt the coolness of a piece of food greet her lips.