Auction (later scene)

(This branch is further down in the future and I recommend reading it later.)

I need a loan which is the only reason I came here.

“What is it you need from me to lent me that money, I will pay you back in three days from now and can even leave behind a rare item as collateral.”

But he didn’t even look at it.

"On your knees and suck my cock?"

"Nope."

"Handjob?"

"Still nope."

A pause hung in the air, tension rising, eyes locked in a silent battle of wills.

"Open your mouth and show me your tongue."

I sighed, considering my options, but ultimately leaned forward and stuck out my tongue, stretching it as far as it would go.

"Mmphgh!"

Before I could react, he grabbed hold of my tongue firmly, startling me. My muffled protest escaped in a jumble of incoherent sounds.

"Mmmph! Erfff! Eyyy!" My words were lost, smothered under the awkward grip.

He looked amused, studying me with a smug expression. "That's quite a lovely tongue you have. It would be even nicer if it was wrapped around a nice cock."

“You could earn some good money.”

I shot him a defiant look, trying to speak despite my tongue still being held captive. "You wish!" I mumbled through the distorted words, voice thick with sarcasm.

…

"Oh, I don't wish, I know," he replied, his grip on my tongue loosening but not releasing. "You've got spirit, I like that. But everyone has a price, and I'm willing to bet we can find yours."

He let go of my tongue, and I pulled back, rubbing my mouth with the back of my hand. "You're wasting your time," I spat. "I'm not some slut you can buy and use at your will."

He chuckled, leaning back in his chair, eyes never leaving mine. "Oh, I do love a challenge. Alright, let's make a deal. You spend one night with me, doing whatever I ask, and I'll pay you enough to solve all your little problems. But," he raised a finger, "if by the end of the night, you've not enjoyed yourself even a little, I'll triple your payment. What do you say?"

“It’s not a loan?”

“Nope.”

I hesitated, taken aback by his proposal. I needed the money, desperately, but at what cost? I looked into his eyes, searching for any sign of deceit or malice, but all I saw was a cold, calculating glint.

"One night?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.

He nodded, a small smile playing on his lips. "Just one night. But I promise, it will be a night you'll never forget."

I took a deep breath, my mind racing with thoughts and fears. But ultimately, it was the thought of the mountain of problems it would lead to if I didn’t manage to retrieve that item and the **** situation I was in that made me nod. "Alright," I said, my voice steady despite the storm inside me. "One night. But you better keep your promise."

He grinned, a wolfish smile that sent a shiver down my spine. "Oh, I always keep my promises," he said, standing up and walking towards me. "Now, let's seal this deal with a kiss."

…

As he leaned in, I turned my head slightly, so his lips landed on my cheek instead. He chuckled, pulling back, not at all deterred by my small act of defiance.

"Playing hard to get," he murmured, running a finger along my jawline.

"No kisses," I said, my voice steady despite the nervous feeling in my stomach that I was being tricked. I needed to set boundaries, I was not about to let him think he could do whatever he wanted with me.

He raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. "No kisses?" he repeated, as if the concept was foreign to him. "That wasn't part of the deal."

I lifted my chin, defiant. "It is now. You want me to spend one night with you, fine. But I'm not going to make it easy for you. No kisses, no sex toys, no penetration or magic of any kind!”

Let’s see if you can still talk big with these conditions.

If he agreed I would just let him fondle me a bit and worst case he made me do or say something embarrassing . Otherwise I would rather try to negotiate for a loan again.