A game of taboos

You watch from your monitor, how your Alice negotiates with the bitch. It is weird to know that Alice is clothed, but her clothes at least allowed to attach a mini cam.

The cam shows you the cunt, that you chose out of Alice's profile files. Emily was her name, not that the whore deserved one. She was not as fuckable, as Alice, but with a straight posture, the brunette of around 1,65 m height, was a beautiful person. Her B-cub breasts and her Ass however left room for improvement. You could see that already with her being cothed. And she had a few pounds to lose. But with a stict hand- your hand- she could fulfill her potential.

"Don't you want to tell me your surname?" Emeily asks.

"I don't have a surname" Alice responds.

"You are a weird person, Alice?"

"I am not a person, Emily", Alice responded. "I am here to help you out with your financial difficulties"

"How do you know about them", Emily wonders, ignoring the non-person statement.

"You asked around 80 different credit institues. Everyone the slightest bit interested in your firm, knows about it. I am here to give you 300.000 straight, if you accept the conditions. "

"What are the conditions?"

"We play a game of taboos. Starting next week you take a vaccation for at least two weeks, during which you become masters property. You get an amount of taboo points, which you can allocate to buy privileges and taboos, use to evade punishment from transgressions, get an exception from rules, bet in challenges or trade. You can use your own wealth, but not the money lend to you to increase your points and master in his greatness gave you three extra points: One trial point, one beauty point and one pity point."

You smirk. Emily is overhelmed by the offer and slightly insulted by the pity point, but before she can say something, Alice continues.

"Here is a spreadsheet for the points. If you agree, you may allocate your points"