Gideon and Freya finally arrived at the "hospital," with Freya carried like a princess in his arms. He had deliberately chosen an extremely tight pair of trousers for her. Worse, the alternative had been a short skirt without panties.
Of course, Freya had protested, calling him a jerk and several other names. That only made Gideon's sadistic side worse as he blatantly said,
"Okay then, I will leave you here naked on your own if you don't want to choose."
He stood there casually, already dressed in a new shirt and pants, a robe draped perfectly over his shoulders.
Freya bit her lip and finally chose what she thought was the lesser of two evils. It turned out to be a nightmare. Every time she moved, the tight cloth pressed against the plug inside her, pushing it deeper and hitting the sensitive spot that made her shudder.
It was hell, especially when they had to go down the stairs.
