Negotiations

“What do you want?” Max asked, tilting her head and giving Jessip a skeptical look. She didn’t like the cocky tone he used now, how he was laying there, lazily stroking his flaccid cock, while he watched her with a lustful, demanding stare.
“I want you!” he grinned, leering at her naked tits waking the wish to cover up. Hastily she pulled her shirt over her head, cursing herself a second after for showing Jessip how uncomfortable she was with him looking at her that way. He didn’t seem to be bothered by her shirt, his gaze travelled down to her hairless crotch instead, taking in her slightly gaping pussy-lips and their combined juices running down the inside of her thigh.

“What do you mean?” she growled, unnerved now, “I already fucked you!” Her orgasm had subsided now and her deed angered her now. How could she give it up like that? Like a slut?

Jessip got up. Instead of the nervous guy who was frightened that she’d kill him, he was self-confident now. He had fucked this gorgeous chick and he still had something she needed, for whatever reason, that got him a great point in these negotiations. He walked up to her until he was standing right in front of her. He reached up and touched her cheek. She flinched. Smiling he moved a curly strand of hair behind her ear that had obstructed the view. Looking her deeply in the eyes while she glared back defiantly he said: “Sweetcheeks, you don’t understand. If you want these schedules, you’ll get them by tomorrow, right after my shift is finished… but as I said: it’ll cost you! That means: You’ll stay here the entire night until I have to leave to work again. And you’ll be my servant. That means you’ll lose this cocky tough-girl-behavior you like to tease everyone with and you’ll be my little bitch!” He paused a moment to let the said sink in. “You’ll oblige every desire of mine, no matter if I wanna stick it in your mouth…” he let his thumb strike over her full bottom lip to emphasize his words “… or use your tits…” he grabbed her breasts through the shirt with both hands and gave them a hard squeeze that made Max wince “… or fuck your tight little cunt…” he let his right slide over her bald mound and roughly pushed a finger into her freshly fucked tunnel, eliciting a gasp “or if I wanna put it in this sweet ass!” he placed his hands on her naked ass-cheeks and pulled them wide apart before letting a finger graze over her tiny, puckered starfish, making Max inhale sharply and look at him in wide-eyed shock. Then he leaned in to whisper the last part into her ear, his hands still on her buttocks: “And believe me: I will!”

With that he straightened and looked at her expectantly, still abusing her ass-cheeks. Max needed a moment to clear her spinning head. She knew these information were crucial and she needed them. Also, Jessip had proved himself as a talented, yet a little creepy lover and she felt that if she’d surrender to him he’d pay her back with orgasm after orgasm. Her clit gave a tingle of excitement as a picture flashed before her inner eye: she knelt in front of Jessip, butt naked and covered in sweat while he had his hands wrapped in her hair and roughly fucked her throat, making her gag, and saliva mixed with pre-cum dripped of her chin. She had to focus and blend out the feeling of Jessip’s molesting hands on her butt to suppress a moan, but she managed, barely. Fighting the urge to bite her lower lip she looked back into his eyes. “Fine!” she said, her tone a little higher than she intended, “Tomorrow, eight o’clock, here!”

“Make that seven thirty!” Jessip answered with a smirk and, after giving her a firm double-handed spank to both butt-cheeks that made Max yelp, he let go of her ass and stepped back, “I’ll have your data by here. See you tomorrow then…” With that he turned around and walked towards a water bottle next to his bed, drinking the lukewarm liquid in big gulps.

After taking a moment to catch her breath she bent down to pick up her thong. “You can leave your underwear here,” he interrupted her, “I bet a little slut like you prefers going commando anyway!”

Max shuddered, realizing that his condescending behavior turned her on a lot more than it should. Silently she placed the lacy black piece of lingerie on the side of his bed before turning around and looking for her jeans. After spotting them she shimmied into the tight garment and walked to the door when Jessip shouted after her: “And remember wearing something sexy!”

Blushing, Max paused and nodded before storming out, her mind already wandering off to tomorrow night. She knew she’d whore herself out even more and that she’d enjoy it a lot…