Ambers Revenge
...started to come back. Both his hands were tied to each bedpost, as were his feet. He was stripped down stark naked on the bed. What did that little devil do with his clothes, he wondered? And how did she carry him to the bed and undress him? She must be stronger then he gave her credit for. "I see you’re awake." He looked over to see a figure rise from the darkness. She was completely hidden by a black cape that flowed down to the floor. It even dragged as she walked, he smiled as he pictured her naked underneath it. She walked over to the bed and pulled the hood down to reveal a gorgeous auburn haired temptress. The next thing he noticed was a knife. Sharp to the point and very deadly. He noticed it as the one he gave her on his previous visit. His smile quickly vanished. "What do you plan on doing with that?" he asked shakily. Ever so carefully she opened her cape to reveal her, indeed, naked body and crawled onto the bed. She placed a leg on either side of him and sat on his stomach. "Now," she said in her most seductive voice as she leaned close to his ear. "We are going to play things my way..." The first thing he felt was the sharp blade twisting, not piercing the skin, ever so carefully around his stomach. As the knife slowly moved down toward a more sencative area Mike let out a small sigh and passed out cold. Probably in fear of what Amber intended to do with the knife. Amber was indeed a lot stronger than Mike had imagined. She threw him over her shoulder and carried him downstairs. He had passed out when she started moving the knife down to his groin. Just as she had expected. “Men are such babies”. She whispered as she let him fall onto the couch. An old French maid strolled in to the room, looked and Mike and continued to talk to Amber like she had seen this all before. “Madame, I have prepared the guest room as per your orders”. Amber nodded and the maid left just as quickly as she had come. Amber again pitched Mike over her shoulder, and started on the long journey to one of her many guestrooms. When she had come to the chosen one she threw the limp Mike onto her bed. She looked around the room and studied one of her mother’s portraits. She was so beautiful. Mike stirred on the bed and Amber spun around and saw Mike holding his head and shaking a little bit. “Did you have fun last night? I know I certainly enjoyed myself.” Mike felt around the crotch of his pants to find that all the parts were still there. “ I am glad to see that you have been curtious enough as to dress me again!” Mike said, still holding his aching head. “What did you hit me with last night any ways?” He looked at her inquisitvly. “ You are such a baby, it was only a candle holder, I was surprised to see that it knocked you out at all. Good thing for me you are such a wimp!” Amber thought that perhaps she had gone to far with that last comment and she was right because Mike tried to jump into a sitting position and then realised that it was a bad idea and let himself fall back onto the bed. “By the way, next time you insist on visiting me, don’t!” Mike looked at her and finally realised how much he had actually hurt her. “Amber, don’t be such a bitch to me. I have a job to do and when I am told I do it. I have commanding officers and I have to listen to them.” Amber looked at him with such ferocity in her eyes that it suddenly made Mike afraid. She slowly walked over to him and slugged him right across his chisled face. The punch was so strong in fact that it drew blood across his bottom lip and Amber gave a smug smile to him. “What the hell was that for!” He shouted at her. “Oh don’t be so damn arrogent. You know exactly what it was for you bastard. No one gets away with treating Amber Conlon like a worthless piece of trash! That was just a touch of the pain that you caused me. Everyday since the day you left me I have been in training. Training for the day that you would come back to me, so I could kick you lousy ass. I thought it would have been a lot harder than that but I over estimated you I guess. Such as the weakling you are. Some bounty hunter! Cant even take a woman’s scorn?” Mike looked irritated and Amber really didn’t seem to care how much she was hurting him. “The day that you left I realised I was a free woman and that I no longer would have to rely on a man. Since you are all pigs any ways. I vowed that I would be stronger and smarter than you and I would never need you again.” Mike got off the bed and walked over to her. Subtly wrapping his arms around her waist and nuzzling her. “Your wrong Amber. You do need me, you need me for this.” With that he whirled her around and took her face in his hands and kissed her. She had been waiting for him to do that. He was so vulnerable when he kissed her. She decided now would be the best time to do it, so she punched him right in the stomach. He wheezed as the air washed out of his lungs. A...