Ride the subway

Julie waited patiently for the voice on the other end of the phone. “Well, I’m glad to see you’re working on improving foreign relations.” Julie’s head spun around, looking everywhere to see who it could be talking to her.

“How’d you know …” Julie was cut off before she could finish her obvious question.

“You should come to realize that I know all, when it comes to you. Don’t worry. He hasn’t blabbed to anyone, that I know of. That was a nice little deal you made with him though. I wonder what dear old Jason would think of that?” Mark continued his cruel mind games, seemingly able to read Julie’s mind through everything. Julie was so caught up into everything that she couldn’t realize that her blackmailer was not only controlling her, but also in effect, controlling her thoughts.

“What about the tape,” Julie snorted, trying not to think about Jason right now.

“Ah, yes, the tape,” Mark laughed. Right below the phone is a shelf. Pull out the phone book and place it under the phone.

Julie reached into the shelf and pulled the thick book encased in a black binder linked to a chain and placed it under the phone as instructed. “Okay,” she huffed.

“Reach in to the back of the shelf,” Mark ordered.

Julie stuck her hand into the dark recessed and swiped it from one side to the other, hitting something in the back. She reached further in and pulled the slim cardboard box from the deep recess. The white box had Micki’s name and address written on it. Julie ripped open the box and confirmed that a tape was sealed inside it.

“I suggest you destroy the evidence as quick as possible,” Julie heard the blackmailer recommend. She dropped the black cassette onto the ground and stomped it with her foot, snapping the case into shreds of plastic. She was somewhat relieved taking her aggressions out on the tape, calmed by the knowledge that Micki wouldn’t see the video. Julie then heard the blackmailer again. “Don’t be a litterbug!”

“Hold on,” Julie sighed, placing the phone on the black book cover. She bent down and picked up most of the shredded plastic, tossing it into the can next to the phone, along with the cardboard mailer. She also ripped the tape into smaller units before burying it amongst the rest of the trash. Julie picked up the phone with a new sense of resolve and accomplishment, proud that she had survived her first task. “Okay, I’m back,” she announced.

“Very good,” Mark complemented, knowing that Julie was in line for a hell of a roller coaster ride. He was determined to rattle her mind as well as her body. “Now, back to Jason; what do you think he’d say about your little deal with Phil?”

Julie reacted just like mark had hoped she would. She broke into tears, pleading with Mark not to torment her. “Please,” she cried. “I’m doing everything you ask. I’ll deal with those issues later. Can we just get this over with?” Exactly what Mark wanted to hear.

“Okay. Would you like to get Jason’s tape back next?”

Julie caught her breath, drying her tears, “Yeah, I guess so.”

“Okay then,” Mark proclaimed. “Listen closely, because I’m only going to say this once. Are you ready?” Julie took another deep breath calming her nerves, let it out slowly, and then said she was. “Okay. There’s no time limit on this next adventure, but the longer you take, the less time you have for the remaining tapes. Don’t look now, but in the phone book, wedged in the page where your phone number is located, is an all day pass for the subway. I want you to get on, and ride the next train to the northeast, Fourth Street station. At the top of the stairs, on the street is another phone booth. Look up your phone listing there, and you’ll find a note detailing exactly what you are to do from that point forward. Good luck. You’re going to need it!”

The line went dead again as Julie looked at the receiver with questioning eyes. She couldn’t figure out what this guy was up to, and why she was going along with these oddball and perverted games, other than she had to. Julie gently placed the phone on the receiver and opened up the phone book. She flipped through the thick book, finally slowing down when she neared the entry for her home. She went too far and had to backtrack a few pages before finally spotting an all day subway pass tucked right under her parent’s name and number. “No time limit,” Julie reminded herself, stopping to get that cola she desperately needed, on the way to the subway station.

Julie ambled down the steps, past the throngs of riders dressed in rather normal clothing, as opposed to her rather revealing outfit. She caught many stares as she rifled through the steel gates and onto the platform. Julie seldom rode the subway, because it seemed so beneath her to ride amongst such slime. This ride only reinforced her feelings of the subway, catching so many blatant stares and toothless smiles from the riders and lowlifes that hung out at the stations. She grabbed a seat near the door so she could make a quick escape from the claustrophobic feeling that was beginning to overwhelm her. Unfortunately, the ride to her destination was the farthest point from where she had gotten on. She prayed that she didn’t have to take the same way back. She could feel her tits jiggling uncontrollably as the car wobbled over the tracks from station to station. She knew that she was giving an enjoyable show to all the depraved men staring at her. The feeling was in sharp contrast as to what she felt with Phil, recalling how she enjoyed his stares and thrilled at the knowledge she was turning him on.

Julie was relieved to finally get off at her designated location without incident. However, as she climbed the stairs up to the street level, she began to get a heavy feeling in her chest, wondering what her blackmailer had in store for her there. She was greeted by bright sunlight peering down onto the city street lined by businesses of all sorts. Julie went to the phone booth pulled out the book, flipped to her listing, and located the folded paper. She closed the book and put it away, stepping away from the booth before opening the instructions.