Short Stories By Yours Truly.

Leo and Skyler's Ambush

Leo POV

"Okay, hun, I'll just have you come over here, please." The photographer Skyler and I hired said walking towards the middle of the smallest room in our new house.

"Um, alright..." I said hesitantly. "Where's Skyler?"I asked glancing back to the door.

Celia hesitated. "She's with my partner, Olric."

"Oh." I mumbled nodding once in suspicion. "How long will it be like this?"I asked once we got to the middle of the room.

"My goodness. You sure ask a lot of questions, don't you?" Celia countered. I opened my mouth to say something, but Celia cut me off. "Alright, Leo, come stand over here, sweetheart." Celia instructed. I hesitantly moved over to where she was standing. "Perfect. Now just stand this way.

"Wha-" I gasped. Celia went behind me and placed her hands on my hips a little too far down for comfort.

"Oh, don't worry. You'll be fine." Celia said slowly turning me around. "Now just lift your arms up." She trailed her hands up my torso and soon, my arms. "Yes. Just like that." She said slowly. One of her hands left my wrists. "Stay like this now."

I heard metal clanking.

"Don't look up, hun."

"What are you doing?"

I felt something cold against my wrists.

"Look forward."

My eyes widened and I yanked my arms down.

Too late. They wouldn't budge.

"Aww. Is the wittle pwince stuck?" Celia cooed.

"What are you doing?" I growled struggling against my unwillingly new restraints.

Celia pursed her lips in a pout. "My, my. You are asking too many questions." She said sickly sweet. "But I have something that can fix that." She walked over to her bag that she left at the entrance of the room and pulled out a leather strap attached to a black ball.

I struggled harder.

Celia came closer.

"Don't you dare out tha-" Before I could finish, Celia shoved the black ball and fastened it tightly in the back.

"There." Celia exclaimed. "All better."

"Mmmm! Mmmm! Mmmm!"

"Aw. You're supposed to be quiet." Celia said sounding disappointed. I glared at her. "Hey, now. Don't be hostile." She said slipping her hands under my T-shirt. "Oh! You've got some nice abs! Why don't you show them off?"

"Mph mmm!" Get away. I tried to say to Celia, but the stupid ball gag that she had put in my mouth muffled my words.

Celia giggled and slowly slipped her hands off my chest and out of my shirt. "Sorry. I don't understand you." She said as she turned around. When she saw the door, she gasped. "oh, my goodness! I forgot to close the door!" Celia hurried to the door, grabbed her bag and closed us in the room.

I gave the chains one more forceful pull before the door shut completely.

Why are these so strong? I thought. Then I looked up and saw that we we're under the front door's cement steps. My head hung in disappointment.

Celia must've seen me looking at the ceiling because she laughed and set her bag down at the side of the room. "You, sir, aren't going anywhere unless I say. And I don't like giving up my play, toys." She said bringing out a pair of red scissors.