She Does

She starts stroking your cock again, a fake **** look passing before she shrugs.

"If you insist I'm not gonna refuse, but make sure you wear a condom or else no deal."

You sigh internally. Of course it was too good to be true.

Everyone always had a price.

"Rule number seven I guess. You're always in it for the money."

You reach into thin air and pull out a wad of cash, throwing it down on the girl. Then you reach for another, and another. When you're done she's surrounded by dozens of hundred dollar bills, worth twenty grand in total. You watch as her expression becomes one of confusion and and then greed as she sees all that money around her.

The look on her face pisses you off, realizing she was just acting coy to try and get more from you. So you reach out once more, this time relaxing your grip on the rules so the effect snapped harshly back into place. Rule 7, the higher the reward, the higher the compliance.

Time for the gold digger treatment.

From thin air you grab a duffel bag and upend it over her head, making at least one hundred thousand dollar worth of bills smack her in the face.

You watch as she bends over in front of you, black sweater falling free as she frantically puts the cash back in the duffel you tossed aside. She's too busy grabbing the money to notice the changes yet, but you watch as her light blue jeans darken as her pussy starts leaking to the point it looks like she pissed herself.

Paying that much means that her will is about to be twisted to agree to anything you're about to suggest, bound by the cause and effect of the Bang Bus rules.

Normally you'd never pay this much, preferring to stay within your passengers agreed limits, but the thought of breaking this upstart bitch is the only thing in your head.

She's about to see what happens when you get a man's hopes up.