Mystery: Missing Rita: (Mystery, Suspense, Thriller, Suspense Thriller Mystery) by James Kipling Page B

had totally ignored the phone calls and the texts that had come flooding in. He then left the office many hours after Lohan had and drove around town in circles as he tried to kill time. The texts had stopped coming and he hoped his silence had been taken for unavailability. He started walking towards his home and exchanged a few polite greetings with the different people who were still up at that time.
    Sam eventually got to his apartment door and stopped outside it. He took a deep breath and said a silent prayer before turning the knob. The door was open and he knew what would happen next. There was no-one in the living room as he switched on the lights but he heard his voice echo from the bedroom.
    “Is that you, Sam?”
    “Yes, Ted.”
    “About damn time, what took you so long?”
    “I had to finish up on some work,” Sam answered. And I was avoiding your ass, he thought to himself as he took the much-calculated steps to his bedroom. He walked in on an unexpected scene and for some reason expected today’s session to be worse than the night’s before.
    “Did you miss me?” Ted asked.
    He was seated in a chair at the far end of the room wearing leather shorts and a grim smile. His hand was equipped with a leather whip and he had his legs crossed over the other.
    “I asked you a question,” Ted said in an authoritative tone. “Did you miss me?”
    “Yes, I did.”
    “Yes, who?
    “Yes, sir,” Sam answered timidly.
    “Come closer.”
    Sam stood his ground and looked in Ted’s direction; he clenched his palm in a fist and fed him a disgusted glare.
    “What is that I see in your eyes?” Ted chuckled. “Is that a look of resentment?”
    Sam did not reply, he went on staring at him and did not move.
    “No, you would have already thrown something my way if you resented me,” Ted went on to say. “That is a look of disgust –– plain, simple disgust.”
    “Leave.”
    “What?”
    “You heard me, I said leave ,” Sam repeated with a more authoritative voice.
    “It is always good to see this side of you,” Ted answered. He was still in his seat and fed Sam a knowing look. “To be honest I never thought it existed.”
    The crack of his whip gave Sam a shiver and he blinked his eyes repeatedly before fixing his gaze on Ted.
    “Now be a good boy and get on your knees.”
    “I said ‘leave’.”
    “Enough with the show of bravado, love, it is honestly beginning to irritate me and you know what happens when I get irritated.”
    Sam stood his ground a second longer before slowly getting on his knees just as he had been asked to. He dared not look up and waited patiently for the next instruction.
    “That’s a good boy, now come to me.”
    He started moving slowly on his knees and headed towards him, still wearing a look of fear in his eyes as he wondered what would happen next.
    “Now, dear,” Ted started. “I need to apologize.”
    “For what, sir?” Sam asked, confused.
    “About last night –– I got carried away. I should have been gentler and catered to all your needs with care.”
    Sam felt his heart warm up to him as he made his apology; he wanted to smile up at him but knew how he would react to that.
    “Come closer…”
    He moved closer to Ted and obediently laid his head in his lap as directed. Ted combed his hand through his hair before seductively stroking his chin. His other hand then travelled down his spine and he rubbed his back gently.
    “Do you like that?” Ted asked.
    “Yes, sir.”
    He then lifted Sam’s head from his lap and directed his mouth to his bare chest. Sam knew what to do and he placed his mouth on Ted’s nipple and started sucking on it and could feel the front of his pants pitch a tent.
    “See how much I want you, Sam?” he teased.
    Sam did not reply he knew how much he liked him to concentrate on pleasuring him.
    “But you know what, Sam, I am ready to give you a pass today,” Ted went on. “I will not ravage you tonight.”
    These words made Sam’s