Ted gets kinky
Dear Pen Pal.
In one of the later chapters, Ted gets kinky. Here's a bit of it.
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Ted unlocked the door to his apartment and tossed the travel bag that held his uniform to the side of his stereo. He slammed the door shut with his foot and opened his jacket letting it slide down his arms and land on the floor. The answering machine message light lit up the corner of the silent dark apartment. He took off his shirt as he walked to the machine. He pressed the “play” button.
“Hi, it’s Susie. Call me.”
“Hey, it’s Beth from the radio station. I want to go behind the stands again with you. My boyfriend wants to watch.”
“Hi, it’s Darlene. Call me.”
He walked to the bedroom sliding off his clothes and letting them fall to the carpet.
On the bed was a long black raincoat that wasn’t his. He stepped back feeling along the wall while keeping his eyes straight. Someone was in the apartment. Ted knew he had to get to his gun hidden by the stereo. He felt a something on the wall as he stepped back. It was a glove.
“Don’t move,” said a deep voice.
Ted felt the pores on his forehead open ready to perspire. Was this a hit man for another team? A deranged fan? A jealous boyfriend? Husband? He thought of how he could escape.
What if the guy has a gun?
I can’t out run a bullet.
“I’ve read the gossip section of the paper. You’ve been playing around off the field. Do you know what fidelity is?” asked the deep calm voice.
Something wasn’t right. This person was breathing heavy to disguise their voice making it sound deeper.
“I didn’t hear an answer,” the voice said loud next to his ear. “You’ve been seen in pictures with different women in every city. These are the charges brought against the defendant. How do you plead?”
Ted swallowed a lump in his throat. “Who are you?”
“Guilty,” the person yelled. “Terrible defense. Mistress Rhonda sentences you to a flogging.”
Ted froze when he felt something hit his behind. He winced from the pain. “Rhonda?”
She put her chin on his shoulder. “You were late getting back tonight. Mistress Rhonda doesn’t like that.” She hit him again.
He turned and faced her. Rhonda was dressed in black leather pants, a red leather top, and black a leather mask that zipped up the back of her head. In her hand was a two-inch wide plastic paddle.
“Are you crazy Rhonda? Get your stupid mask off. What the hell are you doing? You scared the hell out of me.” He dropped to his knees. “I thought it was a stalker.”
She took off her mask and shook her head allowing her short brown hair to fall into place. “You were turned on the last time we did this. Are we in a bad mood?”
“I am now. You deal with the public watching you all day and have someone sneak into your apartment. How did you get in here?”
She pulled out a key from her pants and showed it to him. “You gave it to me.” She reached down and rubbed his shoulders. “I like you on your knees.”
Ted sprung up and grabbed her hair. “What else do you like?”
“OOH baby,” she cooed. She walked backward to the bedroom with Ted still holding her hair. “You like leather.”
“I like leather, but not on you,” he said closing the bedroom door with his foot.
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