Chapter 410: A Fever Pitch

As Jay gazed at Caroline, a rush of adrenaline coursed through his veins. To be honest, Jay had used these tools on plenty of women before, but none of them had ever reacted like Caroline. She was ridiculously sensitive to the equipment, and that made her incredibly exciting to play with. If she had just lain there like a dead fish, unresponsive and boring, it would have been a total snooze-fest. And if she had been like the other women he had played with, where the tools only added a little extra thrill, it would have been equally unimpressive.

But Caroline was different. She was like a wildcard, unpredictable and electrifying. Jay’s eyes were glued to her as she writhed and twisted, her reactions intense and unbridled. He was completely absorbed in the moment, his excitement building with every passing second. The tools of his trade, once mere objects, now seemed to hold a dark allure. He began to introduce each one to Caroline, his voice low and husky as he explained their uses.

Her reactions were priceless—a gasp here, a shudder there—and Jay’s excitement grew with each passing moment. Some tools didn’t even need to be used on her; just the description was enough to send her into a frenzy. As the night wore on, Jay’s anticipation reached a fever pitch. He couldn’t wait to unleash the full arsenal on Caroline, to see how far she’d go, how much she’d take.

One by one, he brought out the tools, each one designed to push her further, to test her limits. Caroline’s responses were like a symphony, a cacophony of moans and gasps that only fueled Jay’s desire. The room was a blur of sound and motion, a whirlwind of flesh and steel. Jay lost himself in the chaos, his senses heightened as he explored every inch of Caroline’s body. Time lost all meaning. The only reality was the present, the here and now. And when he finally exhausted himself, Caroline lay spent, a limp doll discarded on the floor.

For a moment, Jay just stood there, his chest heaving, his mind reeling from the intensity of it all. Then, with a detached sense of courtesy, he scooped up Caroline and carried her to the bathroom, where he gently cleaned her up, his touch almost tender. As Jay finished cleaning up, he slipped into a custom-made lingerie set he had designed specifically for Caroline. The outfit was a sister piece to the red ensemble he had dressed her in earlier.

“Ah, my darling, this one’s a match made in heaven with the red number I put you in before,” Jay said, his eyes gleaming with excitement. “The black silk threads that wrapped around the red fabric earlier now wrap around your body, and I’ll top it off with a sleek black bodysuit.”

As he worked his magic, Caroline’s eyes never left his face. Jay’s hands moved with a deliberate slowness, as if savoring every moment. “Once I’m done, you’ll be ready to meet your man. I’ve got a ton of other gorgeous pieces, but I’m feeling a little possessive.”

Jay’s gaze roamed over Caroline’s body, his expression a mix of admiration and calculation. “I mean, I haven’t even seen you in this getup yet—why should I let someone else be the first?” The black top was nearly identical to the red one, which was why Jay had chosen it.

“Oh, and one more thing,” Jay said, a sly smile spreading across his face. “Those mirrors on the walls? They’re not just for admiring yourself. They’re actually high-definition cameras, and they caught every single one of your expressions while we…ah…got acquainted.”

Caroline’s face went pale as Jay’s words hung in the air. “You might want to make it a habit to come back and visit me,” he continued, his tone dripping with menace. “If you don’t, I might just have to share those little mementos with the world. And trust me, darling, you wouldn’t want that.”

Jay chuckled, the sound low and menacing. “But I’m not worried. I know you’ll be back. You can’t get enough of what I have to offer, and I’m not just talking about my…unique equipment.” He winked, his eyes glinting with arrogance. “Let’s just say I’ve done my research, and I know exactly what women like you crave.”

“Let’s be real, I’m the only one who can make you feel this way,” Jay said, a smug grin spreading across his face. “I’ve gone to great lengths to enhance my…equipment. I’ve had surgery, taken medication, all to make sure I’m the best I can be. And it’s paid off, because I know that size matters. I’ve done my research, and I’ve found that it’s not about length, but about girth. A thicker shaft is what really gets women off.”

Jay’s eyes seemed to gleam with pride as he continued, “And your tight little hole can only take so much. I’ve made sure to tailor my approach to your needs, and it’s clear that it’s worked. You’re practically trembling with pleasure.”

As Jay finished speaking, he gave Caroline’s ass a playful pat. “Alright, all done. You’re free to go.”

But as Caroline stood up, her legs nearly gave out from under her. Jay’s smile grew wider as he watched her stumble, his eyes flashing with triumph. He escorted her to the waiting taxi, his arm wrapped possessively around her waist. As they said their goodbyes, Caroline’s phone buzzed with a text from Zachary.

“[Where the hell are you?!]” Zachary’s message read. “[Your toys are here, but you’re MIA.]”

Caroline glanced at the time, her heart sinking. She had been hoping to take a breather before heading to Zachary’s, but it seemed that wasn’t an option. “[On my way,]” she typed out, trying to sound calmer than she felt. “[Be there in an hour.]”

As she left Jay’s place, Caroline had been hoping to take a breather before heading to Zachary’s. After all, Jay had been pretty rough with her, and she was still reeling from the intensity of their encounter. But when she saw Zachary’s urgent message, she knew she had to hustle. She couldn’t keep him waiting, no matter how much she needed a break.

Luckily, the drive to Zachary’s mansion would take an hour, which would give her a little time to collect herself. She could use the time to calm down, recharge, and prepare for whatever lay ahead. But what she didn’t know was that Frederick’s people were still hot on her heels, tracking her every move.

As she arrived at Zachary’s mansion, Caroline felt a sense of trepidation wash over her. Unbeknownst to her, Richard’s henchmen had also arrived at the mansion, taking up positions outside the gates to keep a close eye on her.