“No, absolutely not,” Zansi vowed.

Avi, her beloved brother, was standing over her desk with his hands in prayer position.

“Please, Z, I really need your help. Besides, what are you going to do tonight? I’ll tell you what you’re going to do, you’re going to put your old ratty bathrobe on, watch some old black and white detective movie, and keep watch out the window in case our neighbor makes an appearance.”

Zansi narrowed her eyes at her older brother. “For your information, our neighbor is a lovely man that is raising his baby niece.”

Avi looked surprised. “You’ve met him?”

Zansi squirmed in her office chair. “Yes … kinda, he brought his niece in for a checkup. He doesn't know that I’m his neighbor.”

Avi sighed. “Why wouldn’t you tell him you were his neighbor?”

Zansi shrugged. “Well, he might have seen me in the window watching him a time or two. He might think I’m a weird stalker.”

Avi laughed. “Z you are a weird stalker.”

Zansi made a face at him. “Very funny. But the real question is why should I get dragged out to a dinner party with boring lawyers? As you said, I already have plans.”

“This dinner party is important to me. The woman of my dreams, and a cracker jack criminal defense attorney, agreed to come to the dinner party as long as I found a date for her visiting brother.”

Zansi just stared at her brother. She had no good argument against helping him out. Her brother almost never asked anything of her and was always willing to help at the various charity functions that the clinic put on.

“Fine, fine. What time?”

Avi smiled. “Eight o’clock, but we will leave at seven. And … It's a formal dinner party.”

Zansi groaned. “Of course it is.”

Avi left her office and Zansi picked up her phone and dialed Simone. Her best friend was the only woman she knew with a closet that could compare with Kim Kardashian.

***

Flynn walked to the client that had requested him on numerous occasions. Her brown skin glistened in the dim light. That skin reminded him of another that he was having obsessive thoughts about. Zansi’s face and body haunted him night and day.

He’d gotten off the phone with the doctor yesterday after giving her an update on Alice, and immediately locked his office door and rubbed one off with her melodic voice playing in his head. In his mind, however, her melodic voice was begging for him to fuck her harder and screaming his name.

This morning, he realized that what he needed was to get back into the chamber. That always calmed his mind and body.

Flynn chose Tiffany, not only because of her beautiful brown skin that reminded him of Zansi, but also because she loved bondage. The kind he fantasized Zansi would love.

He walked to the kneeling Tiffany and knelt. “Hey beautiful lady, I’m Master Flynn. Tell me your safe word.”

Tiffany smiled upon hearing it was him. “Diamond.”

“Good girl. Is your blindfold secure?”

Tiffany nodded. “Yes, sir.”

“Good, we’re going to start with the Saint Andrews Cross,” he said, helping her stand and leading her to the large wooden structure.

Flynn took the remote control from the back pocket of his jeans and started the music. Tiffany was a fan of Beethoven’s Moonlight Sonata.

He gently raised both arms and secured them before doing the same with her feet. He stood back and admired the scene before him. This beautiful woman was spread before him giving him permission to do anything he wanted. It was a powerful feeling.

Yet he felt an emptiness within him. He pushed it aside.

Flynn licked her red lips before gently kissing her. She responded with a little moan in the back of her throat. He liked that.

He kissed down her neck as he rolled one hard nipple between his fingers. He squeezed harder and she gasped. He did the same to the other nipple. He was getting her ready for the beaded nipple clamps.

Flynn picked up the soft flogger and smacked Tiffany’s stomach. She jolted from surprise and the slight sharpness of pain. He smacked her again but this time harder across her thighs. He gently stroked over the skin that was reddening.

He kissed her gently as he slid the ball at the end of the flogger along her seam. He kept the soft glide along her lips until he sunk the gall inside her very slowly and stopped.

Tiffany whimpered and pushed her hips out to take more of the flogger. Flynn smiled at her eagerness. He picked up a nipple clamp and the moment he pushed the flogger deeper inside her, he fastened the tight clamp onto her pebbled nipple.

Tiffany moaned in pleasure and pain. Flynn did the same with the other clamp. She now had both beaded clamps on and when he flicked the beads, the sensation of sweet pain was swift.

Flynn pulled the flogger out of her but remained on her clit. He gently stroked the bundle of nerves until he knew she was close to falling over the edge.

He removed the flogger and she whimpered. Flynn flicked a nipple clamp as punishment.

Tiffany gasped and then moaned when he knelt and buried his face in her pussy. She screamed and came almost immediately. But he never let up, in fact he brought the flogger back and fucked with that while he centered all his attention on her sensitive clit.

She came twice more, and Flynn was afraid she was close to using her safe word. He too was in pain. He decided to give her a brief reprieve. He unbuckled the shackles on her hands and feet and ordered her to knell. She did so immediately and licked her lips in anticipation of what was to come.

“Open your mouth,” Flynn ordered.

Flynn used his cock to outline her red lips before pushing into her hot mouth. She needed to open wider for him to fit but once he was inside her mouth, her tongue began to stroke him every time he pulled out of her mouth. It was magic.

“That’s right, babe, open that pretty little mouth for me. Take it all,” he urged, pushing to the back of her throat. She gagged and pulled back but then drove right back but in a quicker succession. She seemed more comfortable with that.

“Use your hands to caress my balls,” he grunted. He would have had her lick his balls, but he was enjoying fucking her face at the moment.

He knew he was getting close by the tingle in his spine. He watched as Tiffany’s free hand snaked between her legs.

Flynn pulled out of her mouth. “Oh, no, you know that’s not allowed. On the bed, hands and knees” he ordered.

Tiffany did as she was told. Her ass was spectacularly on display. Flynn walked to the wall and chose a black leather paddle. He ripped the condom package with his teeth and rolled the latex down over his massive cock. He got back on the bed behind Tiffany.

He caressed her for a moment before the paddle smacked her ass. She let out a sound that was something between a yelp and a whimper. He smacked her other ass cheek. The smacks were hard enough that her skin was bright pink.

Flynn dropped the paddle and drove his hard cock into her slick pussy. This time he heard a long-drawn-out moan. This is what she wanted.

She felt good and from behind he could let his imagination take hold. He wanted to fuck Zansi hard like this. He wanted her to scream his name and beg him to fuck her harder.

Flynn reached under Tiffany and flicked both nipple clamps and continued to hammer into her ass.

He picked up a vibrator and stroked her clit while he continued to fuck her. Within seconds she was coming hard.

Her pussy clenched around his cock and ripped the orgasm right the fuck out of him. He roared like a wild animal and drained all he had into the condom. He pulled out and removed the condom. Tiffany collapsed on the bed panting.

Flynn removed the nipple clamps and wrapped her in a blanket. He carried her to the couch and held her close until her breathing calmed. He removed her blindfold and smiled down at her.

“Hi,” he whispered into the now quiet room.

“Hi,” she whispered back. Her eyes fluttered.

He kissed her temple. “It’s okay, rest for a bit. I’ve got you.”

Flynn held her while she took a nap. He let his thoughts wander to the mysterious Dr. Zansi Patel. He didn’t think she was married, but did she have a boyfriend? That thought brought a surge of unwelcome jealousy flowing through his veins.

Sitting with his strange mixture of strange, foreign emotions, Flynn decided that he was going to call the doctor and ask her to dinner. A thank you for helping with Alice. Yeah, that’s what he was going to try and tell himself. But just thinking about being alone with Zansi made his dick twitch. This obsession wasn’t going to go away until he fucked Zansi long and hard. That much he knew for certain.