Sinful Deceit by Ray Gordon Page A

cooked
breakfast."
    I hadn't made
a decision. Fight or give in? Following him into the lounge, I did
as he asked and sat on the sofa. Kneeling on the floor, his face
beaming, he ordered me to slide forward on the cushion and open my
thighs as wide as I could. What was I doing? I asked myself as I
hesitantly slid my naked buttocks forward. This wasn't fighting.
Moving forward a little further, my stomach aching, I parted my
thighs slightly. My vulva was visible to his wide eyes. The naked
lips of my vagina divided as my thighs parted further.
    His penis was
now erect, the swollen globe fully exposed as he retracted his
foreskin. It was bigger than David's, broader and longer. His heavy
balls rolled, no doubt awaiting the teasing caress of my
fingertips. Did he want me to lick him? Looking up at his suntanned
faced, I saw lechery reflected in his dark eyes as he focused on my
pussy lips.
    "So far, so
good," he grinned without taking his eyes off the naked flesh. "But
you haven't parted your legs far enough. Open them fully, Kirsty. I
want you to show me the secrets within."
    "No!" I cried,
leaping to my feet and marching out to the patio. "I won't do
it!"
    "You
disappoint me," he called. "But I have all the time in the world.
There's no hurry."
    Standing by
the pool, the early morning sun warming the gentle curves and
mounds of my naked body, I tried to quell my anger and compose
myself. I wasn't going to be beaten, and decided to eat a few fresh
oranges for breakfast. Wandering through the grounds, I looked at
the trees and bit my lip. There wasn't one orange left. The bastard
had picked them all. Still determined not to submit to his lewd
demands, I was about to return to the villa and confront him when I
heard voices.
    "She'll give
in," Jack was saying as I peered through the bushes. He was talking
to a young woman. "She's starving. It won't be long before she
gives in."
    "And if she
doesn't?" the girl asked, brushing her long, jet-black hair away
from her suntanned face. She didn't appear to take any notice of
his semi-erect penis.
    "Trust me,"
Jack laughed.
    "They're
arriving at six."
    "Don't worry.
If she's not prepared to do as she's told, then I'll..."
    "Where is
she?"
    "In the
grounds somewhere."
    "Bring her to
me."
    "No, Maria.
It's too early to..."
    "There isn't a
great deal of time. I'll be in the den. Bring her to me now,
Reece."
    At least I now
knew his real name. But who was the girl? And where and what was
the den? As my uncle called me... I should say, Reece, called me, I
ducked behind the bushes. I had no idea why the girl wanted me, and
I wasn't prepared to find out. As Reece went back into the lounge,
I dashed through the grounds to the wrought iron gates. They were
closed and locked. The woman must have arrived by boat, I
reflected, trying to climb the gates.
    Failing
miserably, I walked along the grass beside the high wall. I was a
caged animal. There were no trees overhanging the wall, no way to
break out. Had I been able to make it to the boat, I wouldn't have
minded arriving at another island naked. I'd have done anything to
be free of the evil man who'd posed as my uncle to lure me to his
villa of sin. Sitting on the grass behind a clump of bushes, my
stomach sank. I felt despondent. The villa and the grounds were a
prison, and one I didn't think I'd ever escape.
    "Kirsty!"
Reece was angry. "Kirsty! Come here immediately!" Cowering behind
the bushes, I knew that it was only a matter of time before he
caught me. He was the hunter, I the hunted. "Unless you come here
now, you'll be locked out all day and night!" I had no choice, I
knew as I emerged from the bushes and tentatively walked towards
the pool. Naked, abandoned in the dark of the night, starving
hungry... He'd won.
    "Yes?" I
murmured, standing by the pool.
    "What's the
matter with you?" he asked. He was still naked.
    "I have no
clothes, no food and..."
    "And no sense,
from what I can gather. There's plenty of food in the kitchen.
There's food,