Outpost Three

Chapter Eleven - Sneaking Off

Wilhemina scanned the room until she set her gaze on me, and I watched as her lips parted and she pretty much devoured me with her eyes. She licked her lips and bit down on her bottom lip, and I noticed her fingers grip tighter around her cane. Wow. She wasn't exactly being discreet about how I was making her feel and I liked it. I gave her a wink, making sure no one else was looking first. She just continued to stare back hungrily in return as a smirk grew on her face. I wanted her to touch me so bad. Fuck.

My attention was moved to the man as he began to speak, addressing us all at the table. He walked slowly towards us as he opened his mouth, stopping at the head of the table.
"My name is Michael Langdon." Well at least now I can put a name to this mysterious man.
"I have been sent here by a team of very important people. People who are repopulating the world with only the most elite." He explained. I saw the others turn their heads towards each other, exchanging confused looks. I just stared straight into his eyes as he stared right back at me. A smirk began to form from the corners of his mouth, and Wilhemina must have noticed as she approached the table and stopped directly behind my seat, glaring at Michael as if to guard me. She was getting so protective of me around him. He moved his eyes from mine to meet hers, and the smirk dropped from his face as he glared at her before continuing.
"Across the next few days I will conduct a series of interviews with each one of you to single out the lucky few who will accompany me to the sanctuary, where we will continue to thrive and repopulate humanity. The rest of you..." his voice trailed off as he scanned the table with his piercing eyes.
"The rest of you will stay here. And live out the rest of your numbered days in the outpost until the cannibals come and raid the shelter."

With this final remark everyone began to panic and talk worriedly amongst each other, but I just turned my head to look at Wilhemina, who was still glaring at Michael. It was as if they were in a fight for dominance, neither of them wanted to break eye contact first. After a few seconds Wilhemina banged her cane hard twice on the floor, making me (and the others) jump and stop talking.
"Mr Langdon will leave now. Everyone else, dinner is served." She said in her usual deep tone, tapping her cane once again so that the greys brought our meals to the table. Michael held his stare with Wilhemina a little longer, before setting his eyes on me again and looking me up and down hungrily, which made me fidget in my seat, not sure of what to do. With that he turned and left the room, followed by Ms Mead who I assumed was showing him where he would be staying.

Wilhemina sat beside me and placed her hand on my thigh as we ate, not paying attention to anyone else in the room as usual. We didn't speak, we rarely did at dinner only due to the fact that people would probably overhear and figure out what was going on between us. I continued eating and engaging in small talk with the others when Wilhemina's hand started to travel up the inside of my thigh. I inhaled sharply as I felt her tightening her grip. She took me by surprise. I stared down at my plate as I felt the wetness build up in my underwear and tried to squeeze my legs together so that she wouldn't notice, but she wedged her hand in between my thighs and pushed them open slightly so I had no choice. She bit her lip and smirked as she brushed her fingers along my center through my underwear and leant over so that her lips were by my ear.
"So wet for me already, i see." She whispered, sending shivers down my back. I was so turned on and there was nothing I wanted more than for her to take me right then and there on the table. I let out a quiet moan as she started circling my clit with her fingers under my underwear and bit my lip to stop myself from making any more noise. I couldn't believe she was doing this in front of everyone but fuck, I was loving it. She sped up the pace and I couldn't contain myself anymore, I was getting closer and closer to my release and my breathing was getting heavy and fast.

Without any warning she ripped her hand away from me and slammed her cane down on the floor, making everyone stare at her in shock.
"Ms (y/l/n)! How dare you make remarks like that about myself or Ms Mead! You worthless, arrogant little girl!" At first I was so confused and for a few seconds I had no idea how to respond, what was she talking about? But I soon clocked onto what she was trying to do and went along with her little performance.
"I don't give a shit about you. Or Ms Mead. I think you are both FUCKING. IDIOTS." I shouted with a smirk on my face. The others sat there with their jaws wide open, it was actually hilarious.
"GET OUT. NOW!!!!!" Ms Venable screamed in response. She was good at this whole faking it thing.
"Normally I would wait until after dinner but you deserve to be punished IMMEDIATELY. You are going to set a good example to all your little friends." With that she grabbed my wrist and dragged me out of the room, slamming the door behind us. I couldn't help but giggle at her plan to get us out of there so that she could take me somewhere else but I was also extremely turned on by the way she shouted at me. Does that make me a freak? Maybe, but I don't even care anymore.

"I assumed that whole performance was so that you could finish what you started with me under the table in there, Ms Venable?" I teased. I expected her to smile and respond but instead she just looked at me like a lion ready to eat it's prey. She only had one thing on her mind - sex. And she wasn't going to hesitate. She proceeded to drag me down the hallway to her room and slammed the door shut behind her when we got there, locking it and throwing the key somewhere on the floor. I'd never seen her like this before. She looked so hot.

Without hesitating she pinned me up against the wall, holding my wrists above my head with her hands and passionately kissed me, sliding her tongue between my lips. I leaned into the kiss and aggressively kissed her back, wrapping my arms around her waist and being careful to support her, as she had dropped her cane. She broke away from the kiss for a moment and stared into my eyes, her own full of lust.
"Lay on the bed." She commanded, her voice even deeper than usual, turning me on even more. I did as I was told and got onto her bed, laying down on the silk purple sheets. I watched her as she went over to her drawer and took out some handcuffs. Fuck me. I'd never done anything like that before but I trusted her and was willing to let her do whatever she wanted with me at this point, so fuck it. She came over to the bed and secured my wrists to the bed posts with cuffs so I couldn't move. With that she placed herself between my legs and placed kisses along my jawline before bringing her face inches from mine.

"You're mine." She said harshly as she ripped off my dress and tossed it to the floor. I gasped as it tore away from my body, leaving me in my black lace bra and panties.
"I don't care what anyone else says." She undid my bra and removed it.
"Or does." She threw it to the floor with the dress.
"You belong to me. And only me." She began to trace her tongue around my nipples, causing me to squirm around and let out small moans for her.
"And that imbecile Langdon thinks he can have you, to which he is sorely mistaken." She said as she continued to suck on my nipples, beginning to slide her hands down my sides towards my center.
"Tonight mommy's going to make sure you know that you're my little girl, (y/n). And no one except from me gets to make you scream."

Fuck. Me. Please.