couldn’t lie to him for the same reason. So, I decided to just stay quiet and hope that Tommy would hear the commotion and come and help me.
“Let’s get a room, shall we?” the man growled.
We neared the door of one of the motel rooms and the man pulled me to the side so that I was facing the parking lot. Then I heard a loud crash, as he kicked open the door and pulled me into the room.
Immediately, he closed the door and put in a chair in front of it to keep it from being opened. The room was dark, with only a sliver of light coming in from between the curtains on the window.
“Sir...” I begged. “I don’t know what’s going on right now. I just saw that old, abandoned car and I thought I’d see if maybe there was some information in it. I wanted to see if maybe I could buy it and fix it up...”
The man chuckled and then turned me around to face him, keeping my wrists firmly in his grip. In the dim light, I could see his silhouette. He was wearing a leather riding vest, with blue jeans and boots. I could see that he had a thick and long beard, but besides that, there was nothing distinguishable.
“Oh, so you just wanted to buy that old car, huh?” he asked.
He knew that I was lying through my teeth, but I was still too scared to tell him that I was working for Tommy.
“Well, we’ll just have to figure out another way to get some answers from you, won’t we?” he whispered in my ear, as he pulled me close to him.
I could smell whiskey on his breath. It reminded me of being at the hospital and the alcohol smell that saturated all of the sterile rooms.
I struggled a bit, but he just gripped my wrists even tighter.
“Little Tommy is going to have to come find you,” he said.
“What are you talking about?” I shouted, as I started to become agitated. “I don’t know anybody named Tommy.”
The man chuckled and then forced me to sit on the bed. Then he quickly straddled over me, using his body weight to hold me down.
“Don’t you get it, sweetheart?” he whispered. “This entire exchange was a setup to get Tommy...that piece of shit owes more money to my club than you can imagine. He thought we were doing a simple little business exchange. You know, some drugs for some money. I guess he figured it would be safer if he used you to do the deal. Typical Tommy, too much of a goddamned pussy to do his own work. Oh well...I guess it worked out for me, didn’t it?”
Then he leaned in and pressed his lips against mine. I pulled away, but he just continued pressing forward.
Goddammit...what in the fuck have I gotten myself into?
Chapter 11
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T he stranger kissed me for a second and then pulled his face away, chuckling as he held my wrists above my head and tied them to the bedposts using two bandanas that he had in his pockets.
“A pretty little thing like you shouldn’t be out doing a man’s work,” he said, as he gripped my legs and forcefully spread them apart.
“What in the fuck are you doing?” I shouted, hoping my cries would be loud enough for Tommy to hear, even though he was over a block away. “I don’t know anything!”
The man continued to laugh as he pulled my dress up, revealing my panties. Then he touched the inside of my thighs, letting his fingers slide up my sensitive skin. I closed my legs, bringing my knees together, but the man just opened them back up using his powerful arms.
“I think Tommy owes this to me,” he said, as he lightly kissed the inside of my knees. “I mean maybe once I have my fun with you, I’ll lower his debt a little bit. Maybe that’s he wanted.”
Oh, God...Please tell me he’s joking. Did Tommy set me up? Did he send me to do this, knowing that this would happen? Is Tommy trying to use me to clear his debt?
The man breathed heavily, his hot air blowing up the inside of my thigh toward my pussy. I pulled on the bandanas that held me in restraint, but it was useless. They were far too tight. The combination
“Let’s get a room, shall we?” the man growled.
We neared the door of one of the motel rooms and the man pulled me to the side so that I was facing the parking lot. Then I heard a loud crash, as he kicked open the door and pulled me into the room.
Immediately, he closed the door and put in a chair in front of it to keep it from being opened. The room was dark, with only a sliver of light coming in from between the curtains on the window.
“Sir...” I begged. “I don’t know what’s going on right now. I just saw that old, abandoned car and I thought I’d see if maybe there was some information in it. I wanted to see if maybe I could buy it and fix it up...”
The man chuckled and then turned me around to face him, keeping my wrists firmly in his grip. In the dim light, I could see his silhouette. He was wearing a leather riding vest, with blue jeans and boots. I could see that he had a thick and long beard, but besides that, there was nothing distinguishable.
“Oh, so you just wanted to buy that old car, huh?” he asked.
He knew that I was lying through my teeth, but I was still too scared to tell him that I was working for Tommy.
“Well, we’ll just have to figure out another way to get some answers from you, won’t we?” he whispered in my ear, as he pulled me close to him.
I could smell whiskey on his breath. It reminded me of being at the hospital and the alcohol smell that saturated all of the sterile rooms.
I struggled a bit, but he just gripped my wrists even tighter.
“Little Tommy is going to have to come find you,” he said.
“What are you talking about?” I shouted, as I started to become agitated. “I don’t know anybody named Tommy.”
The man chuckled and then forced me to sit on the bed. Then he quickly straddled over me, using his body weight to hold me down.
“Don’t you get it, sweetheart?” he whispered. “This entire exchange was a setup to get Tommy...that piece of shit owes more money to my club than you can imagine. He thought we were doing a simple little business exchange. You know, some drugs for some money. I guess he figured it would be safer if he used you to do the deal. Typical Tommy, too much of a goddamned pussy to do his own work. Oh well...I guess it worked out for me, didn’t it?”
Then he leaned in and pressed his lips against mine. I pulled away, but he just continued pressing forward.
Goddammit...what in the fuck have I gotten myself into?
Chapter 11
––––––––
T he stranger kissed me for a second and then pulled his face away, chuckling as he held my wrists above my head and tied them to the bedposts using two bandanas that he had in his pockets.
“A pretty little thing like you shouldn’t be out doing a man’s work,” he said, as he gripped my legs and forcefully spread them apart.
“What in the fuck are you doing?” I shouted, hoping my cries would be loud enough for Tommy to hear, even though he was over a block away. “I don’t know anything!”
The man continued to laugh as he pulled my dress up, revealing my panties. Then he touched the inside of my thighs, letting his fingers slide up my sensitive skin. I closed my legs, bringing my knees together, but the man just opened them back up using his powerful arms.
“I think Tommy owes this to me,” he said, as he lightly kissed the inside of my knees. “I mean maybe once I have my fun with you, I’ll lower his debt a little bit. Maybe that’s he wanted.”
Oh, God...Please tell me he’s joking. Did Tommy set me up? Did he send me to do this, knowing that this would happen? Is Tommy trying to use me to clear his debt?
The man breathed heavily, his hot air blowing up the inside of my thigh toward my pussy. I pulled on the bandanas that held me in restraint, but it was useless. They were far too tight. The combination
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