Susie Learns the Hard Way (Susie Wills: Damsel in Distress, Book 1)
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Susie thinks her dreams have come true when she gets a job on a Sunday tabloid specialising in sex scandals. She's well qualified for the job; ever since school her natural curiosity led her into situations that taught her all about sex without robbing her of her fresh faced innocence. Assigned to work with veteran reporter Harry Anderson in pursuit of the next Viagra, she submits to all his instructions. But when he arranges for her to be sold to a Japanese businessman with a fondness for ropes and blindfolds, she begins to suspect all is not well. When she finally guesses the truth, it's already too late; by then she's chained up in a cell by an aggressive lesbian police officer, and she knows she must use every skill she's learned in order to make her escape...
can act the part and keep your mind on the job in hand?’ This was clearly the time to act the part, although it didn’t take a great deal for her to demonstrate arousal; his fingers were still busy and there was an orgasm arriving in the not too distant future. She licked her lips, her free hand brushing across her blouse, opening the buttons, pushing the lacy black bra aside so she could squeeze a breast, rolling and pinching the nipple, sending tiny thrills of electricity into her groin,
morning,’ he countered. ‘Company credit card.’ ‘No, Harry, I need to go home tonight.’ There was nothing he could say about that and they both knew it. He drove in silence across the river, and dropped her at the station. ‘Bye then.’ She gave him a thin smile. ‘See you in the morning. By which time,’ she added carefully, ‘I’ll have made up my mind whether to tell you, and you’ll have made up your mind to stop calling me “girl”. I don’t like it.’ Pleased with that, she walked briskly
black silk. When she stood up to her full height and turned back to face Susie with her feet planted firmly apart, Susie knew her at once. The last time she’d seen her she’d been using a whip on a small blonde girl as she licked at Susie’s sex, and the memory of that night made her shudder. And as she realised how vulnerable she was she felt another warm surge as fear gripped her tummy. The Inspector groped in a pocket of the neatly folded tunic and opened a small silver object: a
girl. Are you ready to let me kiss you yet?’ Susie didn’t know what to say, but she was pretty sure that keeping quiet was as risky as saying the wrong thing. ‘Don’t worry, my little one,’ the Inspector answered for her. ‘I can find out for myself.’ As the Inspector raised the wicked little knife and lowered her eyes to Susie’s lap, Susie trembled and felt the traitorous seepage once again wetting her underwear. Unable to move she watched as the Inspector reached down and pulled the waistband
I’ll tell you!’ screamed the Inspector, her resistance broken. ‘Just don’t hit me again.’ ‘Okay,’ said Susie, forcing herself to sound stern, ‘but you’d better tell me everything you know.’ ‘I was told about the film set, the address and everything,’ the wretched woman blabbered. ‘I briefed my men, said we were acting on information received, a tip-off, and that we’d raid the place.’ Now she’d started the confession seemed to come flooding out. ‘I just said it was a straightforward