“I’ll pass. Can I please have my food?” I ask.
“Ally, you’ll get eaten alive by mosquitoes. Just come inside and I’ll grab it,” he says.
“Unless you think we’d hurt you,” Adam says from behind me. I gasp and nearly jump out of my skin, making both of them laugh.
“Jesus Christ, Adam. Give someone a fucking heart attack,” I pant and hold my hand over my heart to steady the pounding.
“Come on,” Adam laughs and nudges me to come in.
“Why are you two so insistent that I come in?” I ask. A terrible thought crosses my mind and I try to push it away, but they catch onto it before I can get rid of it. I know my fear is painted on my face. I am also aware that it has absolutely nothing to do with them. Even if they do live to torture me, I know that they wouldn’t hurt me. Or at least I hope they wouldn’t.
“Ally,” Logan says, almost compassionately.
“Jesus. Fine. Just go get my food,” I say as I step inside. They move further into the living room, but I stay by the door. Their home has a minimalist feel to it but it’s still cozy. You can tell that they are single though.
“Yes ma’am,” Logan says with a sarcastic salute.
“Why are you acting weird?” Adam asks, observing my uncomfortable body language. “You’ve been in our home before.”
“Just on edge, I guess. It’s just a product of my own trauma. Just ignore me,” I say honestly.
“That sounds…”
“Like something I don’t want to talk about,” I say, cutting him off.
“Does this fear have anything to do with you fucking with us all week?” he asks as he walks closer to me. I instinctively back up, but accidentally put myself in a corner. Once he is close enough, he puts his hands on the wall to either side of me and I’m literally shaking. “You know… that was pretty clever, signing us up for all those annoying visitors.”
“I don’t know what you are talking about,” I lie.
“Oh, sweetie. Lying doesn’t suit you,” he smirks.
“Adam,” I say quietly.
“You have nothing to worry about right now. Your food is safe,” he says. “But understand that we will get you back. When we do… I have a feeling you’re gonna love it.”
“Adam,” I repeat. My breath catches when he leans down to whisper in my ear.
“We know you saw us with that girl last week,” he says. “What a pretty sight it was to see you come to the thought of it being you between us.”
“I d-don’t know what you’re t-talking about,” I stammer. There is no fucking way that they saw it. I made sure that my bed was nowhere near that window for this exact reason.
“Oh, but you do, Dove. You looked heavenly with that rose toy sucking away at your sweet little pussy while you came until your thighs were shaking,” Adam says, gently running his fingertips along my jawline. I am frozen in place as Logan stands off to the side watching. “Can you imagine the sounds you could make with us inside of you and that toy sucking the life out of your clit? We noticed that you never turned it up. Aren’t you curious?”
“Please, stop,” I whisper. I don’t know if their goal is to scare me or tease me, but I am so fucking turned on the thought of them secretly watching me get off. In fact, it’s the first fucking thing I’m going to do when I get done eating. I need to push this as far as I can to see what they will do.
“Enjoy your dinner, Dove,” he says as he takes a step away from me. Logan hands me an unopened and sealed bag. I immediately grab the bag and turn to the door.
“We’ll see you soon, Dove,” Logan says as he stands close behind me as he reaches around to pull the door open. I don’t say anything because I don’t think I’m capable of speaking right now. As soon as I can slip out of the door, I practically run away. I can feel his eyes on me as I keep a hurried pace back to my house.
I don’t know if I am scared or not. I definitely should be because they just made a direct threat. For whatever reason, that just makes it even more erotic to think about. I forced them out of my mind so that I can eat my dinner. I eat unreasonably fast because I want to go search for a camera. Maybe he’s just guessing, but he got way too exact on the details for there not to be a camera. Even if I find one, I will likely leave it where it is. If they want to watch me, I’ll give them something to watch.
When I get done eating, I go upstairs to my bedroom and act like I’m cleaning while I’m searching for the camera. Eventually, I find it. It’s in the corner of my room on the opposite wall from my bed. It would allow a view of my entire bedroom and bathroom if the door was open. I don’t look directly at the camera because I don’t know if they can see me when I’m off to the side of it like this, but it is a small black box that is behind a picture frame. It’s sticking out from behind it just enough that it gives a view of the room.
I contemplate what to do next. My options are to get myself off then shower or shower, then get myself off. Ultimately, I am desperate for some sort of release. I have pressure in my belly as my pussy pulsates. I close my curtains as if I am trying to be secretive, but I know that they can still see me.
I get undressed and grab my Rose and vibrator. The vibrator is thick and stimulates the G-spot perfectly. Most women struggle with not being able to have internal orgasms, but I am lucky to be one of the ones who can. At least when I’m doing it. I’ve never had a man give me an orgasm outside of fingering. Even then, when Ihave been with one it has taken time. I discovered a long time ago it was easier to just do it myself.
I am soaked as I turn the vibrator on and slide it into me. “Fuck,” I groan as it instantly causes my pussy to clench around it. With my knees far apart, I fuck myself with a toy in one hand and press the rose on its highest setting against my clit. Every muscle in my body suddenly tenses, and I moan desperately as it aggressively sucks my clit. I am breathing heavily as I fuck myself harder and deeper. Just as everything starts to peak, banging on my door startles me and all of the feelings disappear in a flash.