by Z. Stefani
She was at war with herself. She wanted to fight him, she needed him to stop… but at the same time she wanted him to continue. She wanted to kick again, not just because she was pissed, but also because she wanted him to slap her just one more time… dead center in the middle of her ass.
As if reading her mind, he smacked her in the center of her ass, and she fought the urge to moan.
“I don’t expect it, I demand it. Stay still.” He smacked her again.
“Alright!” she yelped as she felt the moisture openly flow from her vagina.
“Are you going to storm into my office again unannounced?” he asked, his hand hovering over her ass.
“That depends.” She could not resist.
He smacked her ass twice.
“Are you going to come back to my office unannounced? Please say yes again, so I can continue. I love the way your ass feels against my hand. I could beat you all fucking night,” he threatened.
“Damn. Now that sounds like fun,” she thought.
When she hesitated, he smacked her again.
“No!” she belted out.
“Are you going to interrupt another one of my meetings?”
“No.” She didn’t hesitate.
“You learn quickly,” he said as he pulled up her skirt and began to gently massage her sore behind.
She could not move; once again she felt paralyzed as his hand made contact with her skin. It was not overtly sexual, more sympathetic and consoling.
She held her breath; she should be pissed… offended at the very least. Unfortunately, the feeling was so soft that it lulled her body into submission. The contrast between the harsh spanking and the gentleness of his hand was too much stimulation for her lust addled brain to comprehend.
“Let go,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. She tried to pull away from him as his hand changed pace.
“Not yet,” he paused for a moment to see if she would keep fighting. When she stayed still, he continued. He could feel her breathing increase against his leg. He could feel her heart race against his skin, and he felt her body begin to relax. He waited an extra second for good measure before he slid his hand into her panties.
She inhaled deeply. It was if he had some kind of magic healing powers in his hand and he was morphing the soreness to pleasure. She was having difficulty fighting it; she felt her body begin to relax and her legs begin to spread ever so slightly. She could feel the controlled strength in his hand as he slid it across her tingling skin.
“I thought you didn’t like this?” he whispered.
His words shattered the magical cocoon he’d created around her. Her pride screamed at her, begging her to defend herself.
“I don’t!” she snapped and struggled to stand up.
He could feel her instantly grow cold, and he stopped. For the first time, he regretted his words, and he wished that he could take them back. Instead, he helped her to stand, but he would not let her go far.
“Does it sting?” he grinned wolfishly as he slid his hand across her ass.
“Don’t touch me!” She shoved his hand off her ass as she tried to pull her skirt down.
“Leave it.” He grabbed her hands and held them tight.
“You’re sadistic.” She glared at him.
“I am,” he agreed as he stood up. “And that sadistic streak grows every time you’re near. And stop acting like you don't like it.”
“I don’t.” She frowned at him as she tried to pull her hands away.
“Lying will get you nowhere.”
She feared he could physically see that she was lying. If he knew her, it would be obvious to him. She turned her head a bit and avoided eye contact.
“If you don’t let go, I will scream at the top of my lungs,” she bluffed.
“Go ahead; no one in this building would dare disturb me when that door is locked. The only way they’re coming in is if I’m the one screaming.”
“That could be arranged, a knee to the groin would work like a charm.”
It was an empty threat, but she would say anything to get away from him. She wanted to choke him but she also wanted him to follow through on his threat. She wanted him to touch her and that desire was beginning to grow.
“If you hurt my cock, I’ll make you spend all night nursing it with your mouth. But don’t worry; I’ll still make you cum, too,” He threatened before he kissed her lips.
It felt like a magnet held her lips against his. She was trapped inside of her body, willing herself to pull back, but she could not. She pleaded with herself not to open her lips when he urged her too; she held them tightly closed.
He pulled back and grabbed her chin. “Open your mouth.”
She shook her head slowly, her eyes never leaving his.
“Whatever this is between us, is obviously not going to fade, stop fighting it.”
“There’s nothing between us. You don’t affect me.”
“I can prove you wrong. You have to the count of three to admit it before I slide my finger inside of you and force you to admit it.”
“Get off of me.” She was desperate to get away, knowing that he would pull back a soaked finger. Even her panties were soaked.
“I’m not going to get off of you; I’m trying to get inside of you.” He pulled her tight against his body, and she could feel the outline of every muscle crushed against her. His body was as hard as the rest of him. “I want to be inside of you so bad; I can’t stop thinking of what you would feel like around me.”
This time when he bent to kiss her, he didn’t give her the option to keep her lips closed. He grabbed her bottom lip between his teeth and lightly bit until she parted her lips. The moment they were opened, he attacked her mouth full force. He grabbed the back of her head as he drove his tongue into her mouth.
What started frenzied and somewhat violent quickly slowed pace. He began to explore her mouth with his tongue and despite herself, she began to respond.
He pulled back and traced her bottom lip with his thumb, “I love the way that you respond.”
“It’s a response of repulsion,” she lied breathlessly.
“Liar.” He ran his hand down her neck and across her shoulder. “I want to strip you and touch every inch of your skin. I want to taste every part of your body and I want to shove my cock in every orifice it will fit in.”
“Damn,” was all that she could say in return. His words had hit her like a punch, and her body was still quivering.
“Give me seven days, and I will give you whatever you want in return. Anything.”
“I can’t do that.”
She shook her head and backed away. She was very curious as to what he offered but not under these circumstances.
“Are you sure? This is your last chance, the building gets demolished tomorrow.”
She took another step back. When she was ready to give up her virginity, it would be to someone that she loved. It was not about denying herself; it was about the deal that he wanted. She wanted no part of it; she would never sell her body for property. She hated that she was tempted, and she despised him all the more for it.
Why hadn’t he just tried to date her like a normal man? If he’d done that, she wouldn’t believe that hating him was a necessity.
“I’m absolutely positive; besides, I still have until morning. A lot can happen before the sun rises.”
“Only my death or an alien abduction could stop this.”
“Then I pray you are abducted by aliens.”
“Your pride will be your downfall,” he stated.
“Or yours,” she shot back and then walked across the room to the doors.
“Where are you going?”
“I’m leaving. Have a good night; don’t let the aliens bite.”
With that, she stormed out of the room and slammed the door behind her.
Dean grinned and shook his head, surprised the door hadn’t cracked with the force. He wondered what her reaction would be like in the mornin
g when she discovered the truth. He couldn’t wait to see her face when she found out. He knew what he was going to do, he’d known for a little while now but he had to make sure.
He was absolutely sure now. Lux had been right all along, something’s actually were priceless.
***
Lux pulled over to the side of the road, turned her radio up, and screamed at the top of her lungs. She held her steering wheel in a death grip as she released a bit of her mounting frustration. Tears streamed from her eyes as she realized how close she’d come, how frustrated he made her, and how much he turned her on.
“I fucking hate you! You greedy, demanding, evil, sexy, fucking prick!” she screeched as she slammed her hand into the steering wheel. “You can’t bargain with my vagina!”
She gasped for breath and began to cry out of pure frustration.
“Please, please let him be abducted by aliens tonight, please. I cannot have sex with him; that can’t be my only option,” she cried as she laid her forehead on the steering wheel. “Why couldn’t I have met you under normal circumstances?”
After a few minutes, she pulled herself together and drove the rest of the way home. She walked into the building and headed towards the kitchen. She grabbed a box of cereal and a bowl.
“Kiki cooked,” Pixie told her, but Lux continued to make her bowl of cereal. “What’s wrong?”
“Where is everyone?” Lux asked in a whispery voice.
“They’re celebrating. Mom is throwing a last night at the lounge party.”
“You’re kidding me?”
“I wish I was. Everyone wants to party one last time and say goodbye.”
“Fuck that, we still have until morning. I’m not giving up, and I refuse to say goodbye. Not yet.”
“It would take a miracle at this point,” Pixie admitted with a heavy heart.
“I’ll come up with something.”
“You need to get some sleep. You haven’t slept very much these past few nights.”
“I’ll sleep when I know mom’s safe; I’ll sleep when the music hall is safe.”
“I’m going to go back to the party. You want to come say hello to everyone?”
“Not now,” she said with a look of sadness that Pixie had never seen before.
“I’m calling bullshit, what’s wrong?”
“Besides the fact that I have until morning to fix this problem?”
“It’s something else.”
“It’s him… he’s driving me fucking crazy,” she hissed.
“Dean?”
“He’s too much for me; I can’t stop him.”
“Why would you want to? You should live a little. Go out with him, have some fun. He obviously likes you.”
“It’s all part of his game. He gets a woman worked up, he’ll say anything, and I mean anything, to get her to have sex. I know the type.”
“You mean dad’s type?” Pixie asked.
“Why would you bring him up?” Lux snapped as she stared accusingly at her sister.
“That’s what it boils down to right? Dad was a bad womanizer, bad enough to get himself killed. Now you’re having feelings for the king of womanizers, a man whose indiscretions have been well documented for years. It makes me nervous, too, but we have to take chances in life.”
“What happened to dad doesn’t affect me.”
“Bullshit, just the thought of it affects your every decision.”
“You’re a physiatrist now?” Lux’s irritation was laced with sarcasm.
“I don’t have to be a physiatrist to know how bad it was,” Pixie retorted.
“You have no idea.”
“I may not have been there that night, but I can imagine.”
“Don’t even try to imagine it.”
“But how can I not? We still suffer from the after affects. Mom won’t leave the house, and you don’t trust any man. I know the damage it brings, but I still think you should stop basing your decisions on that.”
“I don’t,” Lux said as if she were bored.
“Yes, my dear sister, you do; you always have.” Pixie got up and kissed her cheek. “I just want you to start having a little fun and stop worrying so much.”
“I’m going to bed,” Lux shook her head and left the room.
Lux had just made it to her room when she received a text message. The doomsday music let her know who it was.
D.B
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Tomorrow is the day. You have until morning to change your mind.
Lux<3
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I haven’t changed my mind. Have you? Have you decided to be a decent human being and sell my building back to me?
D.B
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No, but I’m giving you one last opportunity to change my mind. You have until 6:59 to call me.
Lux<3
_____
Isn’t that cutting it a little close?”
D.B
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The men won’t make a move without my command.
Lux<3
_____
Good to know
D.B
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Have you changed your mind?
Lux<3
_____
No
D.B
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Then I will see you in the morning.
Demolition Day
Lux replayed Dean’s words over and over in her head. She also replayed every scenario and could come up with only one solution. At 3:00 a.m. she ran down stairs to see that everyone was still up and in the kitchen cooking. She stood in the door way, wild-eyed with her long, dark hair in a thick, tangled mess.
“You missed a great party Lux,” Graves said with a grin, obviously a little tipsy.
“You haven’t slept have you?” Pixie asked before stuffing her mouth with bacon.
“I know what to do,” Lux declared and all four girls watched her as she stomped over to the table and sat down. “He said that the men won’t make a move without his command. He said I had until 6:59 to call him.”
“Who said that?’ Lolo asked.
“I’m assuming Dean,” Pixie answered when Lux didn’t.
“He’s waiting until the last minute; I have enough time to do this,” Lux said as she checked her watch.
“Enough time for what?” Kiki asked.
“To prevent Dean from making that phone call,” Lux answered.
“How do you plan on doing that?” Graves asked.
“Well I’m not going to have sex with him!” she said sarcastically. “I’m going to take him.”
“Take him?” Pixie raised her brows in confusion.
“I’m going to take him to a place where he can’t make that call. If he doesn’t make that call, the men won’t start and if the men won’t start, the building stays up,” Lux rationalized the situation.
“You mean you’re going to abduct him?” Kiki asked with wide eyes.
“That’s a harsh way to put it; I am going to conduct a friendly abduction.”
“Abduction?” Lolo repeated.
“A friendly abduction?” Pixie was aghast.
“You know, like casual… not violent or anything. No guns or any of the other usual abduction paraphernalia,” Lux explained.
“A casual, non-violent, friendly abduction? Oh, you’ve lost it, Luxy baby.” Pixie raised her brows dramatically.
“You might want to rethink this one,” Kiki urged.
“It’s the only solution.” Lux refused to budge.
“It’s crazy!” Pixie cried.
“What’s crazier? Asking a woman to prostitute for property or a friendly abduction, where no one gets hurt?” Lux reasoned.
“Neither one of them are good,” Pixie answered.
“I have no other choice,” Lux explained, she was at her wits end.
“Yeah, but I’m not sure if this is the choice. This is not the way to go about it.” Pixie was trying to reason with Lux.
“Well, have you come up with
any other suggestions, dear sister? Because I’m not trading my virginity for this place!” Lux said with a tone of disgust.
“Maybe you should sleep for a little while and then rethink it. You haven’t been sleeping much this past week,” Kiki suggested.
