Chapter 13

The man looked into the bedroom. The girl was sound asleep, he could tell. He could actually hear her so very softly snoring over the baby monitor. He had let her come down from her strong orgasm and placed her back on the bed. He had reattached her wrists and ankles to the straps on the corners of the bed but had loosened the straps so they were now only ensuring she remained on the bed, but she could turn to one side or the other.

He had told her to remain on the bed and she sleepily agreed. If she really tried, she could probably unhook the ankle and wrist cuffs. This was a test. He didn’t really care if she did. He could easily see the whole room via the two cameras so she could not surprise him by hiding beside the door. He’d learned his lesson from an earlier guest.

Having been a very long day, he ensured the bar was on the bedroom door, then turned and started the washer to clean a small load of laundry. Climbing up to the main level of the house, he shut and locked the pantry door and fixed himself a small dinner. She’d be hungry in the morning, so he knew he’d be fixing a larger breakfast than normal, but that could wait. Taking his steak and eggs, he sat at the breakfast nook table and turned on the flatscreen monitor mounted to the wall.