A few weeks after 'The Incident' things had returned to normal. Amelie had been careful to stay accompanied at the library and there had been no trace of Henry other than his 'anonymous' donation. Chewing on her lower lip, she eyed the corner of the envelope that peeked out of a stack of paperwork.
"Hi Amelie," the mailman Cliff smiled widely at her as he dropped a small stack of mail atop the return desk.
"Hi Cliff!" she beamed back at the old man, "How have you been?"
"Oh, not too bad. Took the wife out to a nice bed and breakfast last weekend, had a good time," he winked at her as she signed for the delivery. Amelie chuckled at the spirited man before waving at him as he left. She absentmindedly rifled through the fliers and ads and tossed the entire pile in the garbage upon realizing nothing important was in the mail.
"Oops, I forgot this guy!" Cliff walked back in with a small package, "See ya Amelie!"
"Thanks again Cliff," she smiled, picking the package up. It was addressed to her, which was strange. Furrowing her brow, she sat down and used her keys to open it. "What is this?" she mumbled to herself as she felt the satiny material in the box. Her eyes widened when she realized what she was holding was a very revealing set of underwear and then she heard a dull thud as something fell out of the box and onto the carpeted ground. Gasping, she scurried to pick it up before anyone saw the small butt plug. Grimacing, she shoved everything back into the box and realized that there was something else, a note. Narrowing her eyes at it, she held it for a moment before deciding to read it.
Hello Amelie,
I hope this note finds you well. In this package I have sent you several items for tonight. I expect you to put these items on/in you at you next convenience. I will be waiting for you outside the library tonight. Be prepared.
Henry
Rolling her eyes, she shoved the box and its contents deep inside her backpack before returning to catalog the new arrivals and sticker them with barcodes and section labels. The night passed quickly, and Amelie kept a wary eye on the door, but no tall, suited man had entered and as it drew closer and closer to closing time, she relaxed a little bit. At the stroke of nine, Amelie locked the doors and surveyed the lot outside. It was empty save for her own car. She then checked both bathrooms thoroughly and did a quick survey of the entire library, paying special attention to the adult mystery section. Satisfied that the library was, indeed, empty she and Lily began finishing the returns. When they finished, Amelie let Lily out the side doors to her own car and double checked that the door re-locked itself. She then paced over to the main entrance, dimmed the lights and looked out at the parking lot. She could only make out her own car and decided that she could make a run for it. With a heavy click, she opened and shut the door behind her before jogging towards her small sedan.
"Hello Amelie," a deep voice purred in her ear as she felt herself being pinned against her car. Amelie thrashed wildly, swiveling her head back and forth trying to see another car, but failing. "There there lovely girl, be calm," he shushed her, running his hands over the soft swell of her hips and checking her ass for the toy that he had sent her. "Bad girl," he tsked at her, running his fingertip in a small circle around the puckered orifice.
"Stop it, I swear I'll scream!" Amelie shouted, fighting futilely against his grip.
"Now now, Amelie," Henry warned in a dangerous tone as he clamped his hand down over her mouth, "You'll do no such thing. You see, I've been here for hours and there has been no one except for you and that homely volunteer of yours. And she's driven off, so there's simply no one to hear you," he informed her evilly, grinning as he felt her slump in defeat. "I also see that you're not wearing the outfit I sent you either," he remarked with frightening calm before jerking her underwear in his fist. He grinned at the satisfying rip as he felt the seams give way. Breathing hotly down her neck, he used Amelie's torn panties as a blindfold before he hoisted her over his shoulder and carried to his car, which had been parked strategically behind the utility shed of the recreation center across the street. Ripping the tie from his collar, Henry used the expensive silken item to bind her hands and feet before placing her in the back seat. Amelie heard him settle into the driver's seat and lock the doors before the car started with a smooth purr.
Henry drove in silence, stealing glances at the beautiful librarian struggling to free herself in the backseat. His heart pounded as he pulled up the long driveway to his manor. His property was huge and gated, so there was no one to see Henry carry Amelie up the stairs and into the foyer of his obscenely expensive home. Smirking, he headed towards the basement to the hidden room that he hadn't used in ages. In the center of the room was a square, metal frame with chains and cuffs attached at each corner. Henry placed Amelie gently to the floor before standing to unlock the cuffs. Amelie whimpered against the floor at her uncomfortable position before she felt her ties being undone. Hope surged in her chest as Henry lifted her to stand, but it dissolved just as quickly as she felt the cuffs being fastened and locked around her wrists and ankles. She was now spreadeagled in front of him.
