He toys with his winnings.

While swaying to the imaginary music, Monika slides her fingers underneath her thong's waist band, but then hesitates.

“Something wrong, Chichotas?” Orterres pounces. “Embarrassed?”

“Embarrassed?” The buxom redhead scoffs, “Of my body? Before you? Hardily.” With one fluid motion Monika pushes her thong down until it drops to the floor. Flipping it up with her foot she catches it and throws it on the gangster's table. “There, I've played your stripper.” Monika knows there is no way she is walking off this boat without getting fuck, but maybe she can goad Orterres to get on with it. “Am I done or should I continue so you can jerk off.”

“Chichotas, the view is certainly pleasing.” Orterres eyes carefully inspect every inch of Monika's naked body. “But your attitude leaves much to be desired. Why are you so uptight, Carmesí? Has it been that long since a man gave you a proper fucking?”

“So now were going to play Twenty-Questions?” Monika shoots back.

“The deal was 'any way I want it' and I want my questions answered and answered truthfully, Chichotas.” Orterres catches Monnika's attempt at misdirection. “When was the last time you got fucked?”

“Fine.” The naked Monika is **** to answer. “Over five months ago.”

“A half a year! Well that explains it.” Orterres laughs. “A woman like you needs to be fucked hard and frequently, less you become a first class bitch.

“I don't need any man.” The redhead's temper again begins to flare.

“With all that pent up attitude I bet you don't even masturbate.”

“Go to hell.” Monika knows when she is being patronized

“I wasn't being rhetorical, Chichotas, I asked you a question, 'Do you masturbate?'”

“Yes.” Monika snarls.

“And how often?”

Rolling her eyes to the floor Monika mumbles, “Daily.”

“You frig with yourself that much and you're still such a frustrated bitch?!” The gangster laughs. “You must be doing it wrong, show me.”

“You got to be kidding me.” The bare ass bounty hunter protests in shock.

“No, I am not, Carmesí, you will masturbate for me.” Orterres demands. “Now be a good girl and play with yourself until I tell you to stop.”