by Brook Wilder
“I offered her the fifty thousand I had, and Vinnie upped his price to seventy-five,” I told him, shivering as I remembered how it felt to have my hopes dashed.
“Then that’s what we do. We offer Anna more. You have about fifty Gs? I know I could scrape up at least thirty over the next couple of days. We give that to Anna, it gets her and Vinnie off our backs,” he was almost bouncing with excitement as he told me.
“You’d do that for me?” I asked him. I still wasn’t used to people offering me money for nothing.
“In a heartbeat,” he smiled. I was overwhelmed. I felt tears again as I threw the blanket off and lunged at him, kissing him furiously. He was prepared to give up what was probably his life savings for me. For us. I loved him so much, I only wished I’d met Theo five years earlier. But something struck me. I stopped kissing him and spoke.
“But what if Vinnie just offers Anna even more? It’s not like he cares about money.”
He thought for a minute. “Okay, I know Anna is not loving the idea of Vinnie having you. In some deeply fucked up and twisted way, I think she’s actually a little fond of you. If we ask her to, there’s a chance she won’t reveal the deal to Vinnie before she has the cash. Then there’s nothing he can do.”
“Because he knows Anna can’t reveal who bought me,” I grinned as I realized how this just might work. “Confidentiality is number one. And if he forces her to, he’ll lose the respect and cooperation of everyone else in the sex trade, which he can’t afford to do. Fuck me, Theo, you’re a genius!” I laughed.
We giggled and rolled around in each other’s arms. Again, I had hope and I felt I could do anything. I rolled on top of him, straddling him again. I could feel the heat of him as he grew again between my legs, my soft lips poised over him exactly right and so close, I barely had to move to feel him pulsing against my clit. I rubbed our slippery sexes together a few times, bringing moans and gasps from both of us before, with minimal movement, I slipped his cock easily into me.
The passion that was there before the conversation got serious came right flooding back. I could feel him, hard and throbbing inside my pussy, so good I could scarcely believe it. We fit together just so well. I put my hands on his chest to steady myself so I could really screw myself down on to him, and he reached up, to grope and mash my bouncing tits. We slammed our groins against each other hard and fast, both swearing, both moaning, both ready to give into ecstasy, yet again. Before I knew it, I was about to cum yet again. It felt good, so good, when I quickly realized I was about to lose control. White hot pulses suddenly began shooting out from my pussy, tearing through the rest of my body. I couldn’t move myself anymore. I collapsed still, on top of Theo, and just moaned as he kept fucking himself up into me, keeping my orgasm pounding like thunder through my every nerve.
It only began to subside as he slowed his pace. Panting for breath, sweat dripping off us both, I lay against his chest, his beating heart hammering right against my ear.
I felt him twitch inside me. He still hadn’t cum. Despite my exhaustion, a quick, dirty, sexy temptation came to me and I found the strength to slide my way down his body until my face was level with his hard, wet dick.
I wrapped my hand around it and squeezed, sparking a short cry from him. He twitched in my hand but, when I let go, he stood firm and proud, desperate for release. I tickled the underside of his helmet with my tongue and he gasped, his whole cock jerking in place. I slipped my lips over his head and sucked him. He tasted sweet and salty at the same time and I felt him pulse again.
“It’s okay, baby,” I let go of him to say, “I want your cum, give me everything you’ve got.”
He was so hard in my mouth, like a rod of marble, I could tell he was close. It took only a few strokes with my lips up and down his shaft before he swore again and began throbbing against my tongue. All it took was a few more soft caresses under his tip to have him shuddering and firing wads of thick liquid down my throat. I crammed as much of him into my mouth as I could and kept swallowing until I was defeated. I had to take him out and dribble some of his cum down onto my breasts. I took him back in my mouth, though, licking up his last couple of trickles and sucking him clean.
“Jesus,” he sighed, breathlessly. “You can do that to me absolutely anytime you feel like it.”
“Really?” I teased, still holding him mostly firm near my face. “How about now?”
CHAPTER 20: Theo
I guess she took the bad news better than I expected. I swear, after everything this girl’s had to deal with over the past few years, it was like her spirit was just indomitable. Those past few days had been the worst, yet there we were. We couldn’t stop smiling at each other, laughing with each other, couldn’t keep our hands off each other. It felt like we’d been together forever and I was so in love with her, happy and totally confident in the knowledge that she feels the same way about me.
It was tempting to just go live in a cabin in the woods together. No distractions, no worries, nothing to do except fuck all day and every day. We’d probably be okay for a month or two.
Eventually, we were both hungry enough to eat the slightly doubtful breakfast Piper had made with Frost’s survival rations and, by that time, we just needed to replenish some lost calories. However, all too soon it came time to get dressed and get back on the bike for the ride back to LA. The thing was, I’d never seen Piper smile when anyone talked about heading back to Madam X’s. I really hoped my idea worked. Despite how strong she seemed to me, I had the feeling that if just one more incident cropped up that forced her back in Vinnie’s direction, she’d lose it, maybe even doing something stupid. I retrieved my little Smith & Wesson when she wasn’t looking and slid it back into my boot.
We rode carefully back down the dusty track to Handle’s Bar. When we got there, there were still a few bikes parked up, but very little sign of life. That meant it was still pretty early. Not a lot happened in the clubhouse before about twelve and even less before nine, seeing as the last guys standing were probably still drinking at six in the morning. There was a shadow of movement from inside the stage tent. I saw a figure waved at us as we passed. I waved back and, seconds later, we were rounding the switchback bend and heading downhill to the freeway.
Heading back into The Valley, I felt a cold, unsettling feeling rising in my chest. I wasn’t scared. I was pretty sure I could handle almost anything. I was apprehensive, concerned that I’d made this deal making scheme sound too easy and I was going to let Piper down. There was nothing I could do but try and make things work out, I just felt uneasy about it.
***
There was very little going on at the club either at this time of day either but, after a couple of minutes banging on the door, Miguel eventually appeared to let us in. Lazy fucker must have been asleep on the job. That’s what Anna gets for employing someone from outside the Steel Angels for security. He mumbled that Anna was up in her penthouse and she’d see us if we went straight up.
I thought there was something funny about that, plus he didn’t come up with us. I didn’t work there anymore and Piper was now a runaway. Why were we getting in so easy? Piper was all smiles as we made our way up the stairs, not a care in the world. Maybe she was right and Miguel had just gone back to his nap, but my senses had snapped into danger mode, regardless.
Anna buzzed us straight in as soon as we announced ourselves and, as I held the door open for Piper, I was able to see Anna reclining on her chaise longue again, dressed in the same silk robe as last time, only she wasn’t smiling in that predatory way, and her posture wasn’t set with that relaxed, master-of-all-she-surveys attitude.
As I walked in I spotted a couple of shards of broken glass on the floor near the kitchen island that someone had missed sweeping up. I saw that the large four-poster against the wall had its sheets messed up. There was no drink or TV remote on the small table beside Anna and, in the split second it took me to meet her eyes, she widened them and they darted to something tha
t was occupying what should have been clear, empty space behind me.
If I’d hesitated for even half a second, he’d have had time to shoot me before I could have turned but, thanks to the heads up from Anna, I was able to react as soon as I felt the gun barrel prod me in the back. I spun around and grabbed the middle of the shotgun with both hands. I pushed it towards him, the alternative being to pull it my way which was a bad idea with his finger on the trigger. His natural reaction was to tense up and push against me, which helped amazingly well when I sidestepped him and added to his off balance forward momentum. I was able to bring the gun down a little, putting his chin in the perfect place for me to floor him with one punch.
I heard Piper scream behind me and whipped around in her direction, drawing my SIG as I moved. I stopped, holding my gun out at arm’s length, sighting right along it. The other guy was quick too, though, and held Piper between us like a shield. He was managing to hide most of himself behind her and holding a Glock to her head. I was less than ten feet from him, I knew I could tag him with no danger to her if he just stuck his head out an inch further. And the fact that he was pointing a loaded pistol at Piper meant I was about to do just that.
“Oh Theo,” came Vinnie’s weary voice from somewhere over near the bed, “just fucking stop it, will you?”
CHAPTER 21: Piper
I couldn’t move, couldn’t scream. All I could do was desperately implore Theo, with my eyes, to shoot the asshole that was holding me. He had an arm restraining me around the waist and, when I did try to struggle, he jabbed the metal barrel of his gun into my temple so hard I saw stars.
When Vinnie spoke, my heart fell through my stomach. I wondered what the hell Anna was doing, helping him set a trap for us, but I was too scared to be angry.
I saw Theo’s eyes flick from me, to the guy holding me, to at least one other guy I couldn’t see, who may or may not have been Vinnie. I saw him look back to me with a sad expression of regret on his face, before he smartly placed his gun down on the coffee table and put his hands up.
“Looks like you finally made a reasonable decision,” gloated Vinnie. The guy holding me relaxed a little and I was able to see over behind Anna, to where Vinnie and two more of his cronies were standing, all holding guns. The guy Theo had knocked down picked himself up and shoved his gun angrily into Theo’s back. Anna herself looked terrible. I’d never seen her look even remotely nervous in the five years I’d known her yet, right now, she actually looked scared. I couldn’t tell if Vinnie had merely threatened her, roughed her up, or gone even further.
“The deal’s done, babe,” he turned to smile at me. “After a little renegotiation,” he advanced on me, “I got you for a song. But don’t worry,” he stopped in front of me. My nostrils filled with his aftershave. It wasn’t a bad scent at all, it just made my stomach turn every time I smelled it, so much I didn’t even notice that the other had guy let go of me. “You’re still valuable to me.” He gripped my t-shirt at the neck in his two big hands and, with a grunt from him and a shriek from me, ripped it open in one movement, exposing my borrowed bra to the room.
“Get the fuck off her, Vinnie!” threatened Theo through gritted teeth. He had his hands clasped behind his head. Vinnie pawed at my breasts, making Theo even angrier, but I couldn’t pull away. I knew if I did, that the least I would get was a slap. The worst didn’t bear thinking about.
Vinnie turned his attention to Theo for a second. He nodded to the guy with the shotgun, who was still rubbing his jaw where Theo’s fist had hammered into it, and he slammed Theo in the gut with the butt of his gun. Theo doubled over and fell to his knees in pain.
“Why are you getting so mad, Theo?” Vinnie taunted him. He turned to look back at me but kept talking to him. “She’s a whore, a slut. If I told her to, she’d suck every guy in this room and still leave her ass open for you, boy…”
I spat in his face. He stopped and looked at me, a surprised yet amused look on his in his eyes. Fuck him, I decided. Vinnie was making me mad now, not scared. He could do what he liked to me but he wasn’t going to hurt Theo anymore.
“Let’s go,” Vinnie said in a low voice, taking out a silk handkerchief and wiping my spittle off him.
“Piper!” Theo managed to wheeze as I was dragged away
“Theo! I love you,” I managed to get out before Vinnie stung my cheek with a lazy slap. I saw a mobster kick Theo again, as I was pulled through the door, and then all I could see was Vinnie’s bulky frame and evil grin.
***
I couldn’t do much except go with them, as they took me down the stairs. So I did but I liked this new, different feeling. I was no longer feeling scared; I was feeling angry. I was so used to letting Vinnie do what he liked to me, I was always unable to struggle or fight because I knew he would hurt me. Only, when he started hurting Theo, I didn’t care anymore what he did to me. I’d never stood up to him before, certainly never spat in his face or refused him, but now I had and I was still alive. I’d crossed Vinnie and the world hadn’t ended. I knew then I didn’t have to be a victim anymore.
I went along with them, pretending to be my old, subservient self. Aside from Vinnie, there were two more mobsters with me. I just needed to get them alone and I might have a chance of getting away. I didn’t have my hands tied or anything, so I played along, just waiting for an opportunity.
“I missed you, beautiful,” cooed Vinnie as he liked to do in our sessions.
“I missed you too,” I smiled at him as he came to walk beside me.
“You look so beautiful today.”
“That’s because I’m so happy you’ve finally come to take me away from here,” I told him as we finally reached the outside sun.
He hit me again. Still with an open hand to the face but hard enough to drop me to my knees.
“Lying whore,” he spat as I looked up at him from the ground. My cheek stung and there were tears in my eyes. “Take her back home, boys,” he told the goons, “just make sure she behaves. I don’t feel like riding with lying whores today.” He strode away from us and went straight back into the building.
One of the guys picked me up and walked me to the big black Mercedes Vinnie was usually carried around in. The older, sterner looking of the two got into the driver’s seat while the younger one helped me into the back. As I scooted across the wide back seat and he slid in beside me, I thought I could see my chance approaching.
CHAPTER 22: Theo
A few minutes after he’d disappeared with Piper, I heard Vinnie whistling as he returned back up the stairs to the penthouse. I saw Anna shifting uncomfortably on her couch as he approached. I was still on my knees were the shotgun guy had dropped me, so I turned my head to see the big mob boss walk back in through the open door.
His eyes swept across the whole room as he talked. “Thing is, Theo,” he began, heading over to Anna’s small bar, “I’ve never been any good at sharing. I grew up with four brothers and we fought over everything.” He fixed three glasses of scotch and picked them up.
“Must have been tough,” I muttered.
“Thank you,” he smiled, pointing a finger at me. He crossed to the goon nearest him and handed him a glass.
“Thanks, boss,” grinned the mobster.
“See, I knew you’d get where I was coming from, Theo,” Vinnie continued, heading towards me. He handed another glass to the guy with the shotgun.
“Cheers, Vinnie,” he said. They toasted each other and took a sip.
“I feel like we’re a lot alike, Theo,” Vinnie turned back to me. He sat down on the chaise longue facing me, less than two feet away.
“Really?” I turned my head to look at him.
“Yeah. We seem to have similar tastes in certain areas,” he smiled. “And we both seem to have a hard time being told to leave some things alone. You see, now I’m all grown up, I don’t feel like I should have to share anything anymore.”
He drained his glass and, with a speed so shocking even I didn�
��t see it coming, he slammed the glass into the side of my head, crushing it against my skull with the flat of his palm. I landed hard on the floor. Anna yelped in alarm and even the mobsters jumped.
“Sonofabitch!” hissed Vinnie, cursing at the cuts he got on his hand. The side of my head had gone mostly numb but I could still feel a warm, thick liquid tricking down my face. A lot of it.
“Even keeping in mind how I feel about sharing,” Vinnie carried on in his companionable voice, “I like to think I’m not a jealous man.” I hauled myself back to kneeling upright. “But,” Vinnie landed a punch straight across my jaw, knocking me down again, “when I think about you, Theo, touching Piper,” he said, dragging me back up himself. I could feel the blood running out of my mouth now, as well, but that didn’t stop him punching me to the ground again, “something happens and I just lose control.”
I stayed down, my head throbbing and feeling really fuzzy. Vinnie kicked me in the chest, forcing me to cough out more blood onto Anna’s pristine rug.
I hadn’t had time to be scared yet. I’d taken beatings before, at least as bad as this, if not worse. The thing was, I didn’t know if I was going to survive this one. I was pretty sure Anna would do her best to ensure Vinnie didn’t shoot me in her apartment, purely for her sake rather than mine, but I still didn’t see that as being much of an obstacle, unless he let it.