Her mind keeps the upper hand

“No!” Jessica blurted out, causing the German to turn around from the reception’s counter with a surprised look on his face.

“What was that?”

“No!” she repeated, her face darkening. She wasn’t about to let herself be manipulated like this! “I won’t go in there! You must be crazy if you think I put my career on the line like this!”

Stefan took a step towards her, his surprise with her defiance obvious. “Now hold on there…”

“No, I won’t!” Jessica snapped, now that she had managed to stand up for herself she felt anger rise in her chest. How dare he treat her like this? Like some random slut? She was Jessica Alba for Christ’s sake! “You are a fucking bastard for trying to make me do this! It could ruin me! I wanna go!”

The businessman’s mouth tightened. He looked disappointed by her outburst, shocked that he had miscalculated his grip on her. But he was not going to give control about their relationship away like this. “No chance! I am going in there! You do what you want! See how well you get around without me!”

He turned back to the men at the reception, a confident smile on his face. “Entrance for two adults, please!” he said, putting a 20 € note on the counter.

“Sure, sir, but I think the lady will not join you…” the receptionist said with a polite smile, pointing past Stefan with his chin.

“Fuck!” Stefan muttered as he turned around, seeing the entrance door swing. Jessica was gone!

For a moment he was torn. Should he go after the gorgeous actress? Then the phone in his pocket buzzed.

“Fuck!” he muttered again as he read the caller ID. His business partner.

“Hello, Mr. Woodman! Yes, I found it fine! Yes, I’m here now! I’m coming in. See you in a moment!”

Sighing he hung up and put his phone back into his pocket.

“Fine!” he mumbled, his mood having taken a serious hit, “One ticket then, please…”

That little bitch could see how she got back on her own…

-

It was only as Jessica hurried down the stairs of the bath house when the gravity of the situation hit her. Not only did she not know where she was, she also had no idea how far from the hotel she was! Stefan’s torturous teasing had driven her mad, whirled up her mind on the drive here! She had no concept if the ride had taken ten minutes or an hour! Right now she could be anywhere in this strange city!

“NO!” Her eyes widened and she froze, the cry actually leaving her lips audibly when another horrible realization hit her! Her purse was gone!

Shell-shocked, she felt her legs wobble and had the urge to sit down, cowering on the bottom steps of the bath house’s stairs as she remembered. After the wild cab ride she had been too out of it to think of her little purse! She must have forgotten it on the back seat of the cab when she had climbed out, confused by Stefan’s ministrations and with him already out of the cab she had simply… forgotten!

“Nonononono…” she whispered frantically, her hands covering her mouth as she understood more and more what this meant. Her cash was in that purse! She was completely without money in an unfamiliar city with no concept where she was. How the hell was she going to get back to her hotel?!

The hotel! She felt tears well up when she felt the situation turn worse by the second! She had no idea what the hotel’s name was! She had only been there for a day, her agent had booked it, had taken care of everything for her and now she had no clue what her hotel’s name was, where it was and even IF she remembered, she had no money at all to pay a cab!

Taking off her big sunglasses she wiped her eyes with her hands, **** to stay strong.

For a second she had hope, remembering that the name of the hotel was written on a small sign on her room key, but her heart immediately sank again when she realized that her key was in her purse, along with the money.

A thick tear rolled down her cheek as she sat there in the warm afternoon sun, her mind desperately looking for options. She swallowed hard when she realized her best bet was to head inside and ask Stefan for help! That would ensure that she’d get home safe, but this would also mean that she would be completely at his mercy! He would be the master of her fate and he’d know it and after she had just ditched him rather rudely she knew he’d make her pay! Her body and her pussy shuddered at the thought of the humiliation the dominant German would undoubtedly put her through! He’d fuck her hard, make her suck him off and have her beg him… maybe even in front of an audience, knowing she had to put up with him! Horrified she realized how much the thought actually turned her on.

Alternatively she could just walk aimlessly around, hoping for incredible luck or a good Samaritan…