It was past midnight when Rebecca finally awoke. With great difficulty, she opened her eyes. Her body was sore and her mind was still groggy, she rubbed her temples trying to recall where she was. She was covered in an extremely silky soft satin comforter but this was not her blanket, she lifted her head and looked around. This was definitely not her room either, where was she? Then she felt something between her thighs.

It was almost eleven. The room cleaning lady had neither arrived nor answered his calls. John had sent a team member to look for her two hours ago but there was still no news.All of a sudden, Sam rushed over to where John was seated, he was out of breath, “She’s dead.”“What!?”“She’s dead, a jogger found her at the Lowline Park.”John lost all appetite f

The station was in chaos. Jolene Knowles had committed suicide in the women’s bathroom. But before she breathed her last, she had written three words on the tiled walls of the bathroom. “SMOKE and MIRRORS” It was cryptic, a riddle upon riddles. John had no idea what she meant, save for the fact that she had been seemingly fine about wasting away in prison for the rest of her life until she received a bouquet of white roses. The officers in charge had inspected the flowers and found nothing suspicious, the strange thing was, no one knew who sent them. Except for Jolene, but she was dead now. John stood in the women’s bathroom staring at the blood-stained wall. There had been no female officer on duty that afternoon so beardy officer Banks had waited outside while Jolene answered nature’s call. The poor guy would probably be blacklisted for the rest of his career. He had w

William dipped his finger into the ice cream tub, scooping some of the ice cream. Rebecca frowned, “William, untie me this instant.” He cupped her chin with his other hand, meeting her gaze, he ordered, “Open your mouth, Rebecca. A promise is a promise. You lost, so you’ll have to obey me.” Rebecca was adamant, “William this is insane!” He smiled again, “Oh. I’ll drive you insane” and smeared the ice cream on her neck. The cold jolted her, making her whimper. Her fists clenched around the cloth, trying to wrangle free. “William, please…” she barely managed a whisper as he bent to lick her throat. Her whimpers awakened the arousal in him, he could feel his manhood hardening against his robe. He growled and grabbed her hair, forcefully pulling her head back, exposing her long slender neck. His lips grazed them as he hungrily

Rebecca stood under the shower, enjoying the warm water streaming down her hair, face and body. She could still feel the throbbing sensation between her legs from the lovemaking session earlier. William was in the kitchen preparing dinner. Rebecca turned on the shower full blast, allowing the water to flow down between her breasts onto her hips and between her thighs. Under the splashes of hot water, her breasts which were already red and swollen from William’s touch became even more sensitive. Her nipples were pebbled and hard again, and she squeezed her legs together trying to get a grip of herself. Memories of how William had claimed her came rushing back, making her spew with desire once more. Unbeknownst to her, creamy white liquid began seeping down her thighs. She groaned in frustration, trying to shake off the growing need and tried to focus on washing off the residues of the ice cream from her body, but as she did, her fingers