{"id":12899,"date":"2016-06-18T00:19:48","date_gmt":"2016-06-18T06:19:48","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/riwaslibrary.com\/story\/?p=12899"},"modified":"2022-01-29T20:49:26","modified_gmt":"2022-01-30T03:49:26","slug":"how-a-cock-gets-you-in-trouble","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/riwaslibrary.com\/story\/?p=12899","title":{"rendered":"How a cock gets you in trouble"},"content":{"rendered":"

(Note: The idea was to write a deathtrap scene. And since this particular gentleman has been in his fair share I was inspired to write a short story using him in another one.)<\/strong><\/p>\n

When James regained consciousness he discovered he was not in the motel room with Carolyn. Instead he found himself in a small, wood paneled room. What immediately caught his attention were three things: he was standing naked, his wrists were tied behind his back, and there was a noose around his neck.<\/p>\n

There was no point trying to reason out how he\u2019d gotten here. He had no idea how it had been accomplished. The goal now was to free himself before he found himself dancing a jig.<\/p>\n

He tried to look up at the ceiling but he couldn\u2019t see up where the rope was coming down from. It was tight enough around his neck to limit his range of motion. So he focused on the heavy canvas sheet hung before him as his fingers fumbled with the knots.<\/p>\n

What was the purpose of the canvas; what was behind it? He didn\u2019t know that either. None of this made any sense, other than for him to suspect someone from his past \u2013 an enemy organization, perhaps \u2013 had decided to exact their revenge.<\/p>\n

And what about the woman he\u2019d met earlier that day named Carolyn Ryder? What had happened to her? They\u2019d gone out for dinner and drinks and had ended up in her room and\u2026<\/p>\n

Wait a minute. Now it was becoming a little clearer to him. He was in the middle of kissing her in bed when something had pricked his neck. So now he was here\u2026 but where was she? Was she behind that canvas hanging before him? What if she was dead the way so many of his past conquests had ended up?<\/p>\n

A door suddenly opened to his right. His worries about Carolyn were answered the moment she stepped into the room wearing that dazzling black gown with the slit cut all the way up to her thigh, the one he\u2019d seen her wearing earlier. She smiled pleasantly at him, indicating she was a sinister part of all this and not some helpless victim.<\/p>\n

He felt a stirring down below from her beauty, only to wince in surprise. He tried to look down, only to notice a string coming away from his manhood. It went all the way over to a lever on the nearest wall, a lever to some sort of control box.<\/p>\n

\u201cMy mother was right about you, you know.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYour mother? Who is the bitch? I\u2019d like to meet her and give her a good spanking for raising such an evil child.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2019ve already met her, James. But the way she tells it the only spanking involved were playful swats on the ass.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cJust who might your mother be?\u201d he asked. Then a faded memory from his past came tumbling out of the file cabinet in his mind. He blinked his eyes in shock at the resemblance.<\/p>\n

\u201cHoney? Is your mother\u2019s name Honey? You have her last name; I should have figured it out earlier.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cJames, I\u2019m surprised you were able to dredge that up after so many years.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI finally noticed the family resemblance, Carolyn. It\u2019s been a long time; I guess I\u2019m getting old.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI guess you are.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cDoes that satisfy your morbid curiosity?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNot exactly. You see mom went looking for you after you up and disappeared. She tried to hunt you down for years until she finally gave up. She said you meant to contact her but you never called.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOccupational hazard, Carolyn; it comes with the job.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019ve learned that it does\u2026 daddy.\u201d<\/p>\n

He blinked in surprise at the second shock. Then he looked more closely. It was there in her face and cheekbones, especially the same color of eyes. How could he have been so blind?? Actually it was rather obvious once he thought about it, and he had to shake his head at the embarrassment of what he\u2019d nearly done in bed with her.<\/p>\n

\u201cFigure it out now, daddy? You have no idea how tempted I was to keep on going once we were in bed together. In the end I just couldn\u2019t do that to mother, even though I lost her to cancer three years ago. You never came looking for her and you never sent any flowers. But I\u2019ve learned a lot about you since then\u2026 about how your cock gets you into trouble, daddy?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cLet me down from here, Carolyn, and we\u2019ll start to get reacquainted all over again, this time father to daughter.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI have a better idea, James. Let\u2019s play a little game. Let\u2019s see if your cock gets you into trouble again.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou certainly were rather familiar with it considering you\u2019re my daughter and all,\u201d he remarked dryly. \u201cDid you enjoy touching it?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cLong enough to attach the string to it and hook it to that lever over there on that wall. That operates the controls to the noose around your neck\u2026daddy!\u201d She spat the name with venom.<\/p>\n

\u201cSome children never grow up.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNeither do some fathers, daddy. But I\u2019ll make it easy on you. I tied that knot pretty tight around your wrists. But if I know you, the great James Bond will get out of it sooner or later. However you\u2019ll have to make it sooner if you want to live\u2026 that is, unless you can keep your cock nice and soft.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAround you that shouldn\u2019t be too hard.\u201d Then he heard a groggy female voice from behind the canvas\u2026<\/p>\n

\u201cJames; is that you? James, get me out of here!\u201d<\/p>\n

He looked at the canvas and then looked to Carolyn in alarm mixed with anger. \u201cWhy\u2019d you have to bring her into this?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cBecause from what I\u2019ve learned she\u2019s the one woman on your list you haven\u2019t fucked yet. \u2026or maybe you already have.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cJames, what\u2019s going on? What the hell am I doing in here? Get me out of here!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cBe with you in a moment, Moneypenny.\u201d Then he glared at Carolyn. \u201cHoney, I suggest you free us right this instant.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNo can do, daddy\u2026 not until she\u2019s had her bath.\u201d Then she pulled on a rope dangling near the canvas. It came down revealing a naked Moneypenny in a Houdini tank with her ankles shackled to a large cannonball.<\/p>\n

She stared through the glass in shock at the agent she\u2019d known for years, finally getting to see him fully naked for the first time. \u201cJames?? Bloody hell!\u201d Carolyn couldn\u2019t help smiling.<\/p>\n

\u201cIf you can keep from getting excited watching a naked woman take a shower in time to free yourself then I suppose I\u2019ll have to keep looking back over my shoulder, won\u2019t I.\u201d Then she turned to smile at the shocked woman in the tank.<\/p>\n

\u201cIf he gets hard, honey, at least you\u2019ll drown knowing he wanted to fuck you before he hangs.\u201d And with that she turned and walked to the door she\u2019d come in earlier.<\/p>\n

She hit a switch on the wall before stepping outside and closing the door. A moment later cold water began cascading down into the glass tank. Moneypenny let out a scream from the chill as James felt his manhood start to stir.<\/p>\n

\u00a9 2016 (written Jun 11 \u201916 by riwa)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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