The Debt
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When the sleek limo pulls up outside my apartment, I know there is no choice that the men I owe money to will take another IOU. Business had not been good the last few months and I was short on my payments. Sighing, I resign myself to my fate and walk towards the waiting car. The door opens from the inside and the most handsome man I have ever seen looks back at me. I stop halfway to the car and just stare. What the fuck is this? I had heard stories of warning about what happens when you don’t pay these men back, but they never involved beautiful men smiling at you. You patiently wait for me to finish my walk to the car and climb in. I feel your eyes caressing my body and it makes me thankful I had worn my favorite short red dress and high heels that show off my legs.
Sitting down and trying to ooze confidence, I close the door and the car enters into late afternoon traffic. Taking a deep breath I turn in my seat and regard you. You are casually seated and studying me. I open my mouth to speak some form of apology for not paying but you just smile and shake your head. You pick something up off the seat next to you and extend your hand out to me. It’s a blindfold. Alarm bells ring in my head, but this is the bed I have made for myself by taking money from these people, so I must learn to lay in it. I go to reach for the blindfold but you shake your head again and with a twirl of your finger I know I am to turn around and let you blind me. Sighing, I do as I am instructed.
With my back to you and my eyes closed, I wait to feel the fabric against my face. I feel the seat shift as you scoot closer. I smell the soft hint of vanilla and lavender before the soft, supple silk fabric settles over my eyes. Even with my eyes close I sense the deepening darkness once the blindfold is in place. Your fingers gently trail through my hair, skimming the base of my neck and caressing my shoulders. I stiffen at your touch but try to stop the moan that threatens to escape my mouth from your strong touch.
Your fingers continue to massage my shoulders, moving down my arms, up my sides, across my back; finally the moan I had been keeping in escapes my lips and seems to hang in the air around me. Suddenly I feel your mouth against the spot where my neck meets my shoulder and I yelp in surprise. I can feel you smiling against my skin, barely containing your laughter. Without the aid of sight, all my other senses are on high alert. You kiss me again and I feel your teeth slightly part and nibble. My neck has always been my weakness but I cannot let you see how much your touch is affecting me.
Still without a word from you, and while you continue your assault on my exposed neck, your hands begin to wander from my shoulders and back, to my stomach and breasts. In my head I try to remind myself not to relax and not to swoon. Over and over in my head I repeat, “You will not swoon. You will not swoon. You….will….NOT….swoon!” I swoon. Shit, I feel the world sway on its axis and I begin to tilt backwards and melt into your exploring hands.
Your hands move ever southward and your nose is buried in my hair. Roughly you part my legs wide and run one long finger up the inside of my thigh. I shiver and try to push them closed. You bite down on my neck hard and I scream, more from surprise than pain. Using both hands you part my legs once again and once again your finger leisurely wanders from knee to panty and back again. Biting down hard on my lip to keep from moaning, you smile once again against my flushed skin. My body is betraying me and soon you will find out how wet I am.
Knee to panty, knee to panty, over and over again. I don’t know how much more I can take and when I feel I will break down and start whimpering you pause against my wet panties and hook a finger around the edge and pull them aside. Everything around me goes still. I stop breathing and you wait just a beat before running that same long finger just once down my wet sex and across my swollen clit. My response is instantaneous to your touch and you chuckle. I arch my back and push my hips forwards hoping to gain more friction and another caress from your finger.
Without warning you spin me around in the seat so I am facing you and take off the blindfold. Opening my eyes slowing, I look at you and watch as you pop your wet finger into your mouth and savor my taste. Fuck me! I start to chant again in my head, “You won’t swoon. You won’t sw….” Thankfully my body obeys, this time. My eyes linger on your mouth a moment longer as you lick your lips and when my eyes meet yours I suck in a breath. Your eyes are almost completely dilated, your breathing is ragged and I could swear your smell has changed. The air is charged with sexual lust and if it were not for the fact that I was sitting, my traitorous knees would have buckled.
I look away from you and look out the window; I need a moment to steady myself. Only then do I realize that we have stopped moving and are parked in front of a grand hotel out in the country. Fear grips me and I turn back around to look at you. This whole thing doesn’t seem right to me. This is not how these people work, especially when you owe them money.
Then it dawns on me; we are at a crossroads at this moment. I owe money to your employer but you want me. I wait patiently for the next move; wait for you to decide what will happen in this moment to bring us to the next. I begin to squirm under your intense gaze and you seem to come back to the present. In your eyes I have already read all the things that you will to do to me. Smiling a smile that promises more, you finally speak since opening the door and ushering me into the back of the limo.
“I will give you a choice, my dear,” you huskily say. “I will close my eyes and count from 10, and when I open them I want you on your knees in the front foyer of the hotel, awaiting my command.”
I wait for the “choice” part of your statement and nothing comes. You continue to smile at me and I realize you want me to ask, this is a game to you and I should be very careful how I play.
Clearing my throat I choke out, “Or?”
Your smile widens and shows a little more teeth than necessary but the look seems to speak to my inner sexual deviant. I hold my breath but my heart and imagination have run away together.
“Or…..you take the chance that you can hide from me. We are the only people in this hotel tonight and every room is unlocked.” You spread your hands out as if showcasing the possibilities around me before continuing. “If you can hide from me until dawn, then your debt will be paid off. If you kneel in front of me and become mine until dawn, your debt will be paid off.” Fixing me with the most intense carnal look I have ever seen, you continue. “But know this, if I have to chase you, and chase you I will, I will not go easy on you when, and I stress when, I catch you, you will be mine for the rest of the weekend. The choice is yours.”
With that, you close your eyes and begin counting down.
“10……….9……….8……….7……….”
Sitting paralyzed in the back of the limo looking at you and hearing my immediate future being counted down, I mentally kick myself. I need to choose fast.
Lynne
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