Captured Beauty

Prologue

My heart pounded and blood rushed through my veins to my head, causing it to spin. Each step I took closer to the door, the faster my pulse raced. My stomach knotted but filled with flutters at the same time, already knowing what was to come. Like a fly to honey, I couldn’t stay away.

The hallway was empty but I could hear faint sounds behind the closed doors of the rooms I passed.

Stopping in front of the black door, I looked up at the numbers written in gold. My heart tripled in speed.

422.

It was the same room every time and each time my stomach did somersaults. I adjusted the strap on my trench coat before digging into the pocket to grab the gold and black key.

Taking a deep breath, I unlocked the door and pushed it open. Like always, the room was dimly lit. I moved to the bed a little further in the room.

“You know the rules,” a sonorous voice called out. It sent ripples through my stomach.

Turning around, I faced the door and waited.

A few seconds later a blindfold covered my eyes and the trench coat was removed. Now I was dressed in nothing but a bright-red, lace bra and matching thong. My breath hitched when a hard body pressed against my back and a hand wrapped around my front, cuffing my neck. His other hand grabbed my breast, and he pinched my nipple, twisting it through my bra and causing me to wince and moan breathlessly.

I knew nothing about the man but that didn’t matter. The aura in the room was always strong and demanding when I stepped in, ominous .

Every time I came here it started out the same way. After that, I never knew what to expect or how it would play out. All I knew was I would leave after having multiple orgasms, body hurting beautifully, and exhausted. The man in the room always stole my breath and caused my nerves to jitter, all without me ever seeing his face…