Chapter 14, Home and Life

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Let's play a game, where is your treat? You have to find the treat, and you only get to turn up the remote every 15 minutes... If you can't find the sweet by 45 you loose, start by level 1...

I looked at the note, curious at what my wife was up to. I picked up the remote, I didn't recognize the thing at all, small levels were glowing up as I pressed the level.

I listened, nothing was sounding off, I walked around the house. The new house we bought of course.

"Lana... Where are you?" I groaned.

I looked in our room, nothing, I looked through the drawers, another note.

The apples fall if they are too ripe

"What the fuck?" I rolled my eyes. "Lana.. " I whined, I thought of apples, going into the kitchen, nothing, and the apples were unripe.

Another note,

The whipped are beaten in cream

"Kinky" I chuckled, that was my wife. I went back in the bedroom, into the closet, pulling out our toys. The whip was still there, no note.

A loud buzzer timer went off, I followed the sound immediately, a timer sat in the guest bedroom.

I picked it up. Turn the second level on.

I turned up the remote, still confused, I looked around, I had another 30 minutes.

30 minutes to find a treat

I face palmed. "Whipped cream!" I shouted. I walked back to the kitchen, opening the fridge, another note.

The whipped go on top of the pie

"I hate riddles" I pouted, we had no pie, and this was getting so fucking confusing, but that was the point.

I sat on the couch, pies, whipped cream, apples on a tree.... It made no fucking sense.

My wife was clever and knew how to make me loose my mind. I didn't have any idea where she was.

Another timer went off in the bedroom, most likely it was another note telling me the obvious.

I chuckled, we can play this game, I clenched on the remote.

Cheaters always win

I put the remote on the fourth one, I heard a sharp gasp from the kitchen. I followed it quickly.

I heard another bitten out moan from the pantry. I smirked wildly, opening the pantry slowly to where she couldn't tell I opened it.

She was tied up to a hanger beam, gagged and blindfolded.

I gulped, her nipples covered with whipped cream, along with her cunt. A cherry somehow on the top of the dollop of whipped cream.

"That's definitely a treat my love" I bit my lip, pulling off the gag, I wanted to hear her voice.

"Anything for you" She smirked. I kissed that smug look off her face, nipping her neck and leaving a trail of hickeys on her body, I eyed the whipped cream bottle.

"Baby" She moaned, I shook up the cream, putting it on her stomach in little spurts.

I licked her nipples softly, I was going to fucking devour her. Her legs shifted in arousal, slick down her legs with melted whip cream.

I poured whip cream in my mouth and kissed her deeply, forcing her to eat it.
"Yummy" She licked her lips.

"Yeah, yummy" I bit her other nipple, she jolted, moaning out my name.

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