The Abduction Agreement by D.F. Krieger

Author:D.F. Krieger [Krieger, D.F.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: erotica
Published: 2015-12-31T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter ten

I didn’t know how long I slept, but I did know that when I woke up, I was alone. Sun streamed through despite the heavily curtained windows. I looked around for a clock, but couldn’t find one.

As the fuzziness left my brain, I became aware of music playing. Violins filled the air, accompanied by a techno underlay. I’d never heard music like that before. It was beautiful, sensual, and completely full of life. It enticed me and I rose from the bed to seek its source. Somehow, I knew if I found the music, I’d find Delilah.

The melody came from a room down the hall. I stopped in the doorway and the scene that met my eyes took a few minutes to process. Delilah stood in front of a mannequin, and her hands weaved in and out as she stitched a piece on to the clothing it modeled. Her cat sat at her feet, attention focused on what she was doing like an apt pupil.

A few more mannequins lined the walls with clothing in various stages adorning them. I recognized a maid outfit similar to the one on display at the toy and play demo the first weekend I worked. Except, instead of being black and white, the uniform sported a soft pink and white color scheme. It was beautifully done, and part of me wished I could try it on. Without asking, though, I knew I couldn’t. Delilah’s letter on her table made it clear each piece was designed for one owner and wearer in mind. Somehow, it felt like if I tried the piece on, I’d be violating that sacred bond of ownership.

It’s just clothes, a cynical part of my mind said. I shook my head, dismissing it. Yes, they were just clothes, but they were also the product of someone’s dreams. Those clothes were the creation of Delilah’s artistic vision and someone’s fantasy.

“Good morning,” I said, hoping I wasn’t interrupting.

She turned and beamed me a smile. “You’re up. I’m glad you are here. Could you grab the container of pins off the table over there?” She indicated the direction with a jut of her chin.

I entered the room and padded across the wooden floor to the table, then picked up a container of pins and brought it to her. She flashed me a smile of thanks, then grabbed a couple of them and stuck some fabric in place.

“I’ll come back for you in a bit,” she told the one-armed gray vest.

“Is that going to be a tuxedo?” I asked, eyeing it with a small amount of doubt.

“Yes, but not a modern one. This is for Master Heath. He’s having a masquerade in December, and wanted something rather Victorian for himself.” She smoothed a finger over the fabric in a fond gesture. “It’s going to look lovely on him.”

“December is still quite a few months away,” I said. “Why did he order it so soon?”

She walked past me and grabbed a sheet from the table where I’d found the container of pins.

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