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Putting the fork down, Cole studied him uneasily for several moments and finally slapped his cheeks
gently. He didn't even flinch.
Satisfied, she got up and studied him. The plan was to tease him unmercifully, not get herself
raped okay, so it was impossible to rape a willing soul and she wasn't exactly unwilling but the idea
wasn't to please him. It was to teach him a lesson in humility, to get a really good feel of what it was like
for someone to take unfair advantage.
She'd have to tie him down. Otherwise, he was going to be a real handful. Climbing up on the bed, she
put her back to him and grasped one ankle in each hand, leaning forward. After several sharp tugs, she
managed to drag him far enough back down the bed that he was lying flat. Dropping his feet to the bed,
she went to his closet in search of something to tie him with. No ropes magically appeared, and she
couldn't find the belting he'd used on her before probably stashed it for just this reason but she
figured a couple of jumpsuits would work just as well, and he had plenty of those. The man was a regular
clothes horse.
It reminded her of Hauk.
Up until she'd met Sharmin, Hauk was the only man she'd ever known that owned more clothes than she
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did.
Now that she thought about it, it was really a weird sort of coincidence, particularly since there were a
lot of things about Sharmin that reminded her of Hauk. Frowning, she turned to study the sleeping man
for several moments. Sharmin was attractive enough, but he looked nothing like Hauk. Maybe they were
related?
Shaking the thoughts, she grabbed a couple of jumpsuits and set to work. There was no telling how long
he'd be out and she wanted to be sure he was immobilized before he came to.
The bunk, naturally enough, was bolted to the walls and floor. Crawling under it, she found a narrow
crevice between the wall and the platform the mattress rested on and shoved a leg of one jumpsuit
through, then repeated the process a little further up the bed. When she crawled out again, she climbed
onto the mattress and secured the wrist and ankle nearest the wall. Getting off the bed again, she caught
the end of one jumpsuit and tied it securely to the other wrist, then repeated the process with his other
ankle and tested both by pulling on them as hard as she could.
He would be able to move his arms and legs a little, but not enough to grab her.
She was pretty sure he wouldn't call out for Fuzz or Sylo he wouldn't want them to see what she'd
done to him but she decided not to take any chances. Returning to his wardrobe, she helped herself to
yet another jumpsuit and moved back to the bunk.
He came to just as she shoved the leg of the pants between his jaws. Ignoring his puzzled look, she tied
the gag securely before she sat back, smiling at him in grim satisfaction. Today we learn the error of
taking unfair advantage of someone who's defenseless."
Chapter Ten
Sharmin glared at her, twisting his head and bucking on the bed, testing his restraints. She looked at him
worriedly as he moved, half tempted to vacate to the cockpit without doing anything just in case he
managed to get loose, but after a few minutes of fighting, he collapsed on the bed and went perfectly still.
Cole smiled slowly, satisfied now that even with his great strength, he couldn't get loose. She sauntered
back across the room from where she'd retreated when he'd begun struggling.
He was furious, but not so angry that he didn't secretly enjoy being bound. She knew this, because his
cock was standing straight up from his groin. Of course, that could just be the fruit ... Cole didn't want to
think about that.
She knelt on the floor next to him, splaying her fingers flat on his belly. His stomach rippled in response
as if trying to jerk away from her. I'm sure if you could talk, you'd deny any wrongdoing, she
murmured, lazily trailing a hand up and down his belly, moving closer each time to where she knew he
wanted her hand. She could practically hear his cock begging.
He shook his head furiously.
Cole shook a finger at him. Don't lie,Master . You know you're guilty. You're a man, aren't you? She
chuckled, shrugging out of the top half of her jumpsuit until her torso was bare. Her nipples were hard
from arousal, and she leaned forward, rubbing them against his belly, enjoying the sensation of his warm
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skin against her sensitive nipples. She heard his groan through the gag.
She stood and removed her jumpsuit before climbing onto the bed, easing herself over his legs. He was
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