Mastermind (Steve Rogers)

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Charlotte's POV

You think being kidnapped by your deranged ex would be terrifying, and sure in most instances it probably is. People do tell horror stories and suffer PTSD from the trauma of kidnapping, that is if they even make it out alive. However this wasn't one of those instances, actually for Lottie it's the exact opposite she's bored, which absolutely sounds crazy but it's the truth.

Yes she's chained to a wall in a dark and dingy basement still in her wedding dress after being knocked unconscious and kidnapped two days ago. She's probably slept maybe a couple of hours if that and all she wants more than anything is to have a nice hot shower and some food.

Her mind then travels back to the first time Steve had given her an orgasm, she had just stepped out the shower before she "accidentally" dropped the towel in front of him. Did she do it on purpose just to test his reaction to her naked body, most definitely but she wouldn't ever admit that. Boy did she love his reaction as she remembers the power of her orgasm.

God she could do with one right now but most definitely not by Brock, he was not the most skilled in giving her pleasure and she definitely had faked a more than a few orgasms in there relationship.

Speaking of Brock he hasn't made another appearance since he punched her yesterday.

Brock isn't the sharpest tool in the box but she has to say he's surprised her by managing a prison break.
A risky move but he wants to prove his innocence and get the biggest drug dealer in New York off his back, so guess that is some pretty big motivation.

Well she wasn't about to roll over and admit her part in any of it, she had been clever enough to cover her tracks, being friends with some super shady people definitely comes in handy.

Lottie is someone who is normally constantly on the go and not one to sit with her thoughts for too long except now she's forced to.
God she wishes her dad would hurry up and find her.

Is he going to do a ransom for her now that she's refused to pay the money, but she knows her father and he wouldn't pay it either. He wouldn't give in to demands and knows he's got every bit of resource available looking for her.

But she doesn't want to fully rely on her the men in her life to rescue her, so needs to come up with a plan herself.
Sitting there in the silence she tries to come up with the best escape plan.
Pulling on the chains she quickly realises they aren't budging.

Seduce him it's the only way, he always thinks with his dick. Then she will be prepared to attack the best she can whilst tied up in chains. She hopes he would have the key on him or something.

Now that she had probably less than a half a concocted plan she just needed Brock to show his face.

It's not till much later in the day that Brock finally decides to make an appearance.
"Drink" he demands as he places a glass of water in front of her.
"Yeah no I'm good" she kicks it over, as much as she wants a drink she's not trusting he didn't do anything to it.

Brock stares at her his eyes glued to what she can only imagine is a nasty bruise from the punch.
"Admiring  your handy work?" Her tone is harsh.

"I'm sorry sunshine but you just pushed me" he says with a slight softer voice.
"It's always I'm sorry or my fault right" she rolls her eyes.
"Lottie don't test me" he balls his fists either side.

Okay so clearly her natural instinct is to wind him up but that's not gonna get her out of here, time to turn on the charm.

"I'm sorry baby, it's just it's been a while since I've seen you and now I'm confused because all these feelings have started to come back" she says looking at him sweetly through her thick eyelashes.
"Just seeing you has me so wet that I'm sat here in damp lace panties" her voice full of seduction even though right now she was drier than the Sahara Desert down there.

He clears his throat clearly caught off by her comment.
"You can't tell me you haven't been thinking of all the good times we used to have, how you would fuck me till I'm screaming your name. Can I be honest with you?" she bats her eye lids at him.
"Of course sunshine" he smirks at her.

"Steve doesn't get me off like you do" she lies.
"Really" he raises his eyebrows and she shakes her head.
"I haven't had a good orgasm since you" she tries her best not to gag or laugh at that sentence.
"That's because I know you best and love you so of course no one can compare" his eyes now getting dilated.

She shifts in her dress so that her cleavage his exposed more and the slit is close to revealing her lace white panties.
His eyes zero in on her breasts then the slit and he has to readjust himself.

"I miss your cock, it filled my mouth and pussy up so good" her eyes now looking at his hard on and she licks her lips like she picturing doing dirty stuff to it.
When in reality she would rather cut it off.

"I've missed your sweet pussy so much sunshine" he drools as she adjusts her body again so that her lace panties are just ever so slightly on display and she can't practically see the drool coming from his mouth.

God he's an idiot she can't believe he's actually falling for this, but what guy wouldn't think with their dick if they thought they were being served pussy on a platter. He may have been smart enough to pull off a prison break but not smart enough to realise her body is repulsed at the thought of him touching her.

"Do you have a phone on you?" She asks.
"Why?" He snaps.

"Because I just had a idea. Why don't we make a sex tape that why you can replay it anytime you want" her eyes full seduction.
She takes her chained hands and slowly moves them down her body, freeing her breasts and playing with her nipples.

She fakes a moan while her eyes stay locked with Brock's.
"Why don't you place your phone down there so you can film yourself pounding into me. It will also make good leverage as well because I wouldn't want anyone else seeing it"

"Why would you let me film you then?" He also confused.
"So we can watch it together to remind us how great we are together" she moves her hands down to the slit.
"I'm so wet" she pants which is a lie so she needs to think of something and quick incase he falls for it.

Images of Steve fucking her in the kitchen for the first time and then again in the bathroom in this very dress play before her mind.
She starts rubbing her clit trying her best to get him to come over to her, removing her fingers she places them in her mouth and sucks seductively before placing them back down at her slit.

"Why don't I help you with that big problem of yours" she nods towards his erection.
"Make me choke on your dick"

Did she feel dirty doing this, only a little but a girls gotta do what a girls gotta do to survive.

That was it he prowled towards her, like an animal hunting their pray.
"Let me feel how wet you are" he says removing her fingers and replacing them with his.
"Fuck sunshine you're soaked and it's all because of me" he smirks.
"Only you" she whispers in his ear.

He drives two fingers inside her and she fakes a loud moan.
As Brock moves to place the phone on the floor that's when she takes her opportunity.
She wraps the chains around his neck and holds him as hard as she can in a headlock.

"Fucking slut I knew you would try something" he tries to fight landing some scratches along her face and body, but she uses all the strength she has left to hold him in place.
She was surprised she managed to actually hold him down without him managing to break free of her hold, but maybe this was like one of those moments where you hear about moms getting super strength to save their babies.

Eventually his body went slump but she didn't let go until she was sure he wouldn't wake but didn't kill him, well she hoped she didn't but to be honest would that be the worst thing.

Finally letting go of him she grabbed the phone and managed to send her dad a location text.
Now all she had to do was wait and pray that Brock didn't wake before then.