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Secluded House

Copyright© 2007 by Heel

Chapter 4: Landing

Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 4: Landing - A flat tire turned Tiffany's life upside down for good.

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including BDSM   Doctor/Nurse   Foot Fetish   Leg Fetish  

I contemplated my situation for hours. Without any result. I had formed a wrong opinion about Steven. He was so kind at first. Everything that happened made me feel very stupid. Now, I was convinced that he was doing something illegal. What's he going to do with me?

Around noon, Steven unlocked the door and came in carrying a tray.

"I brought you some food," he said and put the tray on the table.

Good. This is definitely a good sign.

"I am not hungry," I hissed.

"I understand how you feel."

"Really?"

"I beg your pardon but I do not intend to argue with you. For the time being, you must stay here! If you need something, let me know. When the man you just saw heals completely, you can go. No more than a week, I suppose. I will explain everything then."

"Are you crazy? I can't stay here," I said firmly.

"Sorry."

I thought that I should be more patient.

"Why don't you explain me everything now?"

"I don't want to endanger you."

"I won't tell anyone. I promise. Just let me go."

"Stop it!" he said and turned.

"I need to go to the bathroom."

"Of course."

After I returned, I noticed that Steven had swept the shards. He didn't even mention the vase. This made me feel guilty.

This feeling quickly evaporated when he locked me up again. I clenched my fists and cursed.

In the afternoon Steven brought a small TV set and books.

"I don't know what kind of books you like," he said.

I didn't answer.

"Let me see your ankle! It may need a new dressing."

"Oh, it's very considerate of you. Do not bother! I have never been better. By the way, why don't you just leave me alone?"

I was glad to see that my sarcasm affected him. His face darkened. He turned to leave.

"Don't forget to lock the door!" I added.

He didn't.

That is foolish. Why I am trying to irritate him? He can do what he wants. He can even kill me.

For some time, I nervously walked back and forth. My ankle started aching again. I propped myself on the windowsill and looked through the window. Too high. I can't do that. It is maybe five meters. Better play it safe. However, what is safe considering my situation?

I was up all night. I tried to read a book but find it hard to concentrate. The television didn't help me to relax too. So I just lied and stared at the ceiling. When my stomach started to protest persistently, I ate one of the sandwiches Steven had brought. Notwithstanding, I came to hate him, I doubted that he could poison me.

 
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