Revenge or Lust

*Matt's POV*My day had already been long and hard by the time I got the call. I had been working late at the office, trying to get everything wrapped up before I took a break. But the news I received on the phone had me feeling completely deflated. One of my buildings had caught fire, and no one had any idea how it had started.I felt a mix of emotions as I raced to the office. I was frustrated and upset, but I was also scared of what I might find. I was the one responsible for this building and its contents, so there was a certain level of responsibility that weighed heavily on my shoulders.When I arrived, I could see the fire raging in the distance. I was thankful that no one seemed to be hurt, but I was still concerned about the potential damage that could have been done. I had to find out what had caused the fire, and soon.My employees had gathered around the building, unable to explain what had happened. I asked if anyone had been around when the fire started, but no one seeme

My hands flew to mouth, but not before a short gasp escaped my lips. The large room, was scarcely lit by the red bulb dangling from the roof. At the first end, a large bed stood, properly dressed with black silky sheets, and at another end, a hammock style sex swing, hung lazily.Opposite the bed, stood a wooden wall, studded with different bondage cuffs, in colors red, black and pink; mouth gag, arm binder, shackles and a rope. Close to the wooden wall, was a table.I move closer to the table to examine its content; I picked up the posture collar, and studied it for a while before putting it down and moved on to the flogger. I examined the black, leather material with tails that ended in a rose shape, with my eyes without touching it.I winced when I picked up the breast clamp, what kind of freaky stuff is this guy into? I replace the breast clamp on the table.“Of course he also has a whip!” I looked at the brown object in distaste.A shiny stainless object caught my attention. I mo

His blue eyes gleamed with amusement when he caught me staring. I look away, my face flushed from embarrassment. Rosa stares at us with disapproval, “She is still a child Matt!”Matt looks away from me and straightened. “Cecil would be staying the night, have someone prepare a room for her.” He returned his gaze to me and I look away. When he left I put, the last piece of the pie into my mouth and stood to my feet. “You should retire to your room and get some rest. You have had a long day, I assume?” Rosa sounded all professional, which was funny coming from an old lady like herself.“Well,” I stretched out my hands, slightly bending over backwards. A yawn escaped my lips as I straightened. It was almost as if I was waiting for someone to remind me to be tired. “Are you sure?” I asked weakly, “I could help with the dishes if you want.” Madam Maggie would have probably brought hell to me in bed, should I be sleeping during the day. “It is alright. Linda would handle it.”I struggl

I stared back at her, unsure of how to respond to what she just said. Is this a trap of some sort? She probably made an arrangement with some of the criminals loitering these walls to lure me out and then do away with me. I should say no and try to escape by myself but that could weeks, a month at best. I would need to gain Matt’s trust and all; he is not a kind of man to trust easily.“Why do you want to help?” I eyed her suspiciously.She stared at me, “What makes you think, I am doing this to help you?”Is she admitting to wanting to harm me? I pushed the thought away. “I don’t even want your help!” I retorted.She scoffed, “So what? You don’t want to leave now? You want to live the good life?” Her eyes burnt brightly with indignation. I shake my head, “I still want to leave, now more than ever. But,” I pause, folding my arm over my small breasts.“But what?” she asked impatiently. “You want money? I can give you that. I just need you out of our lives.”“I mean money is important

I looked out the window and saw a sign that was all too familiar to me, ‘Madam Maggie’s Closet’.“Why am I here?” I quizzed, still dazed.She raised her eyebrow questioningly, “who do you think I am? Your personal chauffeur?” Here I was, thinking that we were bonding. Never trust a werewolf, I said to myself mentally. “But why here though? Matt would certainly come looking for me here and he would drag me back to his house.”Cecil was quiet for a while, like she was considering what I said. “How did you meet Matt?” she asked. “I was just going about my normal day at the brothel, and then he saw me, asked to spend the night with me and before I know it, he bought me like a common commodity and dragged me to his home.” I can still remember it like it was yesterday. She nodded, “well I don’t care where it is you want to go to. I said I would get you out of the house and I did. So you are on your own from here.”I sighed, she clearly had her mind made up on dropping me here. “And the