stupid. You will both be released unharmed once you’ve settled things amongst yourselves and given me my final show. But first, I have a surprise for you, and I will need you both to put these blindfolds on and face the wall—same wall as the head of the bed—and do not turn your head. Put in the ear plugs when I give the word.”
I look at Calla after we watch two black pieces of cloth float into the room from an opening in the high-ceilinged roof, which promptly slides back closed.
“Don’t, Jason,” the voice says, just as I am beginning to ponder the possibilities. “Do know that I’m also aware of the whereabouts of all members of your families. Repercussions can go far beyond you two if you anger me.”
I go toward the blindfolds, hand Calla one, then we both head to the wall, kneel, and start putting them on.
“Good boy. Good girl. Now put those ear plugs in, stay in place and count to sixty, and then you can take everything out or off.”
We do as we are told—at least, I do, since I can’t see Calla. No alarm bells have rung, so I figure once we do exactly what this guy says, we stay safe, and then the guy will do what he said and let us out. I simply trust that he won’t kill us once it’s all over.
I can’t hear Calla with the earplugs in, and I doubt it really matters if we count in sync or not, so when I reach sixty and pull out my earplugs and grab off that blindfold, I’m not surprised to see that Calla reached sixty first and is already free of the items.
She is staring in the opposite direction, however, and she looks surprised by something.
My eyes follow her openmouthed stare, and I find myself briefly frozen in a state of shock.
Rolled or dropped into the room somehow was Scott—blindfolded, and with his hands and feet tied.
END OF PART ONE
SYNOPSIS
Things have taken a turn for young Calla and Jason , and billionaire Errol Jameson has decided to add a twist.
This is part 2 of a love triangle erotic romance told in three parts.
DEVIANT
THREE’S A COMPANY
By
ROWENA
THE BILLIONAIRE VOYEUR SERIES
BOOK TWO
Copyright © 2014 by Rowena
All rights reserved.
“You have about sixty more hours here. Make it interesting for me, and you’ll get out sooner.”
- Voice
1
JASON
S o picture this: Calla and I just got done having amazing sex not more than ten minutes ago.
The creepy voice dude gave us like five minutes to rest and enjoy the afterglow before he reminded us that he had watched the whole thing, and then told us to blind and deafen ourselves with the blindfolds and ear plugs that magically drop into the room. We don’t get to get dressed or shower or anything.
So the smell of sex is in the air, Calla and I are both pretty much naked, and suddenly, surprise! There’s Scott, right there in the room with us.
Holy shit is my first thought. This is not good, not good at all.
Way to throw a wrench in my plans, you sick fuck!
I imagine our captor watching us from behind some wall or on some TV screen, grinning gleefully like Michael Jackson in Thriller as he watched that horror movie while jamming popcorn in his mouth.
I hope the freak chokes on it. That’s probably what he’s doing right now at the sight of us in this situation: choking the chicken in his sick arousal.
Talk about awkward.
I mean, what would you do?
Calla stares at Scott for a few seconds before rushing over to him, and I think I whisper a curse out loud this time. What the hell is she doing? Does she not realize what this scene looks like, as is?
Calla might have already forgotten what we did, but I haven’t, and I can’t bear to face Scott, knowing what Calla’s juicy lips look like up close and having her essence drip all over me. And so recently!
She better not remove Scott’s blindfold yet. Or that gag.
I look around for some clothes to throw on quickly, to try make it a little less obvious what Calla and I have been up to.
Then, I guess