think I may have gone a bit overboard on the red.”
“ Um…I don’t know…um, sure....”
Conrad was on alert. Were her words slurred? “Let’s go.” He stood up close to her. She rose and started to fall back, but he caught her arm tightly. “Whoa there, too much sun?” He asked quietly, determined not to let go.
She did not say a word, just looked at him with slightly fuzzy eyes.
“ Come on.” Conrad quickly led her across the yard to the gate, and she did not resist. It can’t be this easy , he thought to himself with glee.
He got her around to the passenger side, opened the door, and shoved her in. She crumpled over onto her side. It was done! He shut the door and dashed around to the driver’s side, hopped in, and off they went!
Conrad was sweating bullets as he drove nervously to his house. His plan was taking shape quickly. No turning back!
* * *
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Barbie woke and stretched. What time was it? She was hungry. James was still snoring softly on his back. Pam was gone. She looked for a clock and saw one on the mantel of the stone fireplace. It was past six! She had slept for more than two hours!
She decided to let James sleep and would go ahead and rummage through the refrigerator for a bite to tide her over. Pam was probably watching TV. She found some sliced cheese and went in search for some crackers or chips in the pantry. It’s very quiet in here, she thought as she spotted a box of Multi-grain crackers.
She took her snack on a small plate into the living room and found it empty. No Pam. She sat on the sofa and ate her cheese and crackers wondering what to do next. James had promised dinner. Then what? Do they stay here the rest of their trip? They were scheduled to go home in a few days. Maybe it would be all right to just stay here; after all, he had invited them. She was sure there would be more sex and she could definitely go for that! Now where in the hell was Pam? It was too quiet!
She heard the sound of footsteps on the curved stairway. Looking towards the foyer she expected to see Pam, but it was James, rubbing his eyes, looking disheveled in the same shorts and polo he had been wearing.
“ I’m still beat, guess I am feeling my age,” he laughed and looked around. “Where’s Pam?”
“ That’s what I was going to ask you! I’ve been down here for over twenty minutes and haven’t seen her. I did peek out the window to see if she was at the pool.”
“ Hmmmm, I wonder if she took a walk or something? I’m hungry and I’m going to call out for dinner. I don’t feel like going out.”
“ Okay,” replied Barbie, as a twinge of concern flashed through her. Maybe something was wrong?
* * *
It was a struggle to stay awake. Pam had tried to fight Conrad as he half carried her onto the yacht, but she was still too weak from the effects of whatever it was he had given her. She was slightly disturbed, thinking, why was he doing this? But all she wanted to do was sleep.
Once he had her on board his yacht, he picked her up, carrying her unresisting body into one of the bedrooms where he restrained her wrists with leather cuffs, chained to the rosewood bedposts.
Pam tried to figure out what was going on, but her mind went from blank to clarity every few moments. She rattled the chains, but found it futile for escape. Conrad looked down upon her as she sighed, giving up. She just wanted to close her eyes and drift.
He did not speak as he leaned over her, noticing she was cognizant. Lewdly, he dragged his flat, wet tongue up from her jaw line to the cheekbone, back down, and then across her parted pink lips.
“ You and I are going to get to know one another very well by the time I am through with you,” he said in a menacing tone. He began to unbutton her sheer swimsuit cover up with quivering, thick fingers.
Pam slowly turned her head away from him and gave up on trying to keep her eyes open. She did not have
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