10 Everett
April 23rd, 2022
I had this under control. She was too fucking psychotic to be successful with just pure torture, so this was the next best step. To nurture and call out her dirty little secret. We had to get our payments by any means necessary, Malachi taught us that. Well, this stubborn cunt got off on our regular means, so now we had to escalate it.
I’d still get the money from that piece of shit boyfriend of hers, but there was no reason why I couldn’t have some fun on the side too.
It was just fucking pussy. Nothing magical by any means, but something I could have fun with too.
Fuck me though, she had looked so goddamn good orgasming like that. So wild, so…very much her first time.
I definitely didn’t pop her pretty little cherry, but maybe it was time to go back through the videos I had of her. I caught her masturbating six times, that should be enough to answer the questions I had, until then, I needed to make sure she got home without that tail on her.
Because whoever that was, it wasn’t one of ours. Even our greenest Initiates knew how to keep themselves from being caught. Whoever that man had been, he certainly didn’t belong to Malachi. That meant one of a few things. One, Olivia had a fan who wanted to do dirty things to her, or two, Steven had wracked up more than one debt with more than one person, and I couldn’t have that. The debt he and his girlfriend were paying needed to go to us first. After that? Well, this other person could have them if we didn’t kill them first, but nobody was getting their hands on our clients until after we got what was owed to us.
I got on my bike at the end of the alley, and raced down the block, meeting her cab at the four-way streetlight moments later.
She was sitting in the back of the cab, staring at nothing, her fingers grazing her lips, her eyes distant. I studied her carefully before glancing behind her, searching the sidewalks, the street, nothing looked out of place. And why would it? She was on the move now, and as far as I could tell, that man didn’t have a vehicle. Still, if there were others after her, for whatever reason, I wanted to know.
I couldn’t have some psychotic super-fan getting in the way of my payments, let alone another shark.
Her light turned green, and I watched the cab cross. I waited a few seconds before following after her, making sure there were only two cars between my bike and her cab.
I glanced in my rearview mirror. Nothing out of the ordinary.
I adjusted myself, my cock still hard. I could definitely feel her cum on my knee now with the wind biting at it. What the fuck was that? I saw fear in her eyes again. It wasn’t me she was scared of though, it was herself.
Why? What w—
I snarled and shook my head. “Fuck!”
I snarled through my teeth. It was just some fucking girl. A target. Means to an end.
She could pay me half the debt in good pussy and Steven could figure out how to pay his half in cash or Malachi would just kill him. We’d all be better off if he was six feet under anyway.
The pussy here was dried up, that’s the only reason I was having a difficult time with this. I needed something new, something willing, even if it took her a while to admit she was willing; because she was. She needed some good cock like a starving man needed a fucking steak, and who was I to deny such common pleasantries?
I followed her all the way home, pulling up half a block away on the other side of the street and watching as she paid the driver and got out.
A smile touched my lips when she stumbled, having to regain her footing and glancing around to make sure nobody had seen her little moment. That wasn’t the wine tonight, that was something far more volatile.
I watched her until she walked into her building before leaning back and studying the street around her building. Every car drove by; the people walking around were in couples or groups. Nobody looked suspicious.
After a few more minutes, I pulled out my phone and pulled up the cameras to her living room.
She had already walked in, her shoes off.
She was crouching down in front of Lucy, greeting her, although her eyes were still distant.
Lucy turned towards her bedroom and Olivia looked up, her shoulders tensing. She stood slowly, saying something, her hand flying to that collar.
I quickly flipped to the camera looking at her bedroom doorway. Had the man following her somehow manage to get in? Would I have to go up there and do something about it?
No, it was just Steven. He was standing in the doorway, pointing a finger at her.
My thudding heart fell. Damn, no blood shed tonight then.
I sneered and blacked out the screen. He would erase everything I did to her tonight. She would fall asleep remembering him instead of me and that just didn’t sit right with me.
I revved the engine and sped off down the street. I shouldn’t care. He was her boyfriend, but fuck. Something in my stomach burned at the thought.
I wanted the girls I fucked to never forget me. Call it a pride thing, or ego, I didn’t care, but I wanted to be the one they couldn’t forget no matter how hard they tried.
She was no different.