A bartered prize (2)

Boris was disappointed as the first then the second ball flew out of her mouth. He ripped his cock out of her with a wet pop that filled the room as he bent over and picked up the balls. He listened as she emitted a hopeless wail of disappointment as his cock vacated her pussy.

He pulled the pillow case from the pillow and ripped a portion of it off and then pulled her head back by her honey blonde hair. "Open your mouth," he ordered.

As she did so, he put the balls back in and used the ripped pillow case to gag her with the balls, tying off the pillow case between her lips. He held her by the chin, and looked her in the eye, "Now I am going to fuck you."

He walked behind her again and raised her hips up. He lined his cock with her opening, and slammed himself home into her again. "You will hold this orgasm until I cum, do you understand me?"

His cock drew back slowly, focusing her attention on her womanhood as his manhood took second after second to extricate itself from her. Seemingly a second an inch as he pulled back. When the very tip of his cock was barely inside her, he slammed himself back inside her with vigor and force. Annabel moaned around the balls that rattled her teeth and the gag that held them in her mouth. Again he pulled back, perhaps slower than the last, and held his cock seemingly forever at her opening which pulsed in need at his absence.

His hips hammered forward again, her ass cheeks rolled forward at the force, the shock wave rolled up her body as her face was jammed into the mattress. His cock seemingly melted with each stroke, super heated by her absolute desire for him and his cock. Each time he held his cock out side her, the tip teasing her as his cock tempered itself in the coolness of the air.

Time and time again, he hammered his cock into Annabel, each stroke driving her closer and closer to orgasmic bliss. Each out stroke stoking her anticipation as he waited to slam back into her.

Her quim spread all over his thighs, her thighs, up around her ass and his stomach. His hands were slick with it and he pressed a thumb into her anus with his cock filling her over and over.

He felt her body vibrating, almost incapable of holding her orgasm in anymore. With a shrug, Boris muttered, "Fuck it." The louder, "CUM NOW BITCH!!" and held her ass tight against his body as she exploded around his hard cock.
 
As soon as she felt Boris push his thumb inside of her it was too much to take. Bel would have cum even without his permission. She closed her eyes tightly and screamed out in pleasure when in his hand held her close to him, his turgid cock still buried inside of her as she started to cream for him.

Her hands had tried to grip to the mattress and released the tension that she had stored inside her body. The cloth the bound her mouth was now more comfortable then it was before but she still couldn't speak or ask him what he had planned next for her?

Bel pulled away from him, not wishing to feel him buried inside of her for much longer or she feared that she would never stop cumming. She collapse on the bed and started to relax her body.
 
Boris felt her sag off his cock and yanked her back up onto him by the hips growling, "I am not done. "

He sank her back onto the bed, following her down. He hooked her knees with his elbows, his hands latched onto her upper arms and he drove himself firmly into her. His ass flexed powerfully with each stroke trying like hell to fuck his way through her.

Annabel bounced with each stroke causing her hips to fire up to him as he hammered away at her. His eyes locked with hers a his excitement grew until he was on the edge of cumming. His hips began to fire up and down faster and faster until with a roar he exploded into her.
 
As he exploded inside of her she just held him there pressed against her body. The skin of her soft legs and thighs caressed his back while she looked deep into his eyes. "Kiss me" she demanded more than asked. Bel didn't know what had come over her in that moment but she knew that she wanted to feel his lips held against her's while he sat still buried deep inside of her.

On the night he first took her she hadn't wanted him anywhere near her let alone filling her with his cream. Now Annabel, wanted it, craved it, loved it beyond anything else. Her fingers explored his chest for moment, just feeling the toned form of his body.
 
Boris looked down at her and wrapped his hands around her throat, pulling her up to him. He brushed his lips across her cheek until he got to her ear. "A girl should ask, and use please, if she wants something from me."

He leaned back to look her in the eyes, and asked, "Do you understand?"
 
She smirked and then shook her head signaling that she had understood him. "May I please have a kiss" she asked sweetly, enjoying the grip he held on her neck. Her perky nipples barely grazed his chest giving her even more wonderful sensations.

Annabel wiggled her hips slightly adjusting to him being still inside of her as she did. She had almost worked up enough courage to ask him to stay the night with her but no. Boris would most likely assume that she was up to something and that she just wanted to enjoy his company and body as she feel asleep.

Now the loneliness of it all had started to creep into her mind. Bel was now starting to miss her friends, boyfriend and lastly her parents who would have it appear as if they didn't even care about her.
 
Boris carried Annabel into the living space and sat down with her in his lap. "I have something to tell you. "

He wasn't nervous but the delicacy of the matter was foreign to him. Shrugging he dived in.

"Your father took out another loan. This time he has mortgaged the business to me in case he defaults on this loan as well."

He looked at her a moment the asked, "Do you want the business if he does default?"
 
Shocked would be an understatement. Annabel was stunned by what she was hearing. "Did he even asked about me? Or try to make a deal to get me back?" she asked anxious to know.

She couldn't believe that her father had asked for more money. That was the whole reason she had been taken in the first place. If anything he should have tried to sign over the business to get her back and not another loan.

"How much did he take out this time?"Annabel asked wanting to know just how much her father thought she was worth. She rested her head on his shoulder thinking over her options.
 
Boris thought a moment, "After a fashion he did." He shifted his weight a little settling in with the warmth of her on his lap. "He borrowed $10,000 this time with the 'promise' of tripling his money."

His hand caressed her hip gently as he continued, "In essence he gets you and the store back for $60,000."

He breathed deeply, "In return I get the store, it's inventory and all of the debt if he defaults. " He tilted her head up to face him, "He is better off financially if he defaults. Most of his vendors have him in collections, there are two loans on the property and judging from the balance sheets he won't make enough money to pay them off. Or even keep the place until Black Friday."

"In essence, he is folding fast."
 
So ten thousand dollars was all she was worth? Really? After hearing what her father asked for and what the terms of his and Boris' deal was she was a bit enraged. Annabel stood and looked a Boris, not sure if she should ask him this question but she did it anyway. "Did he even seem worried about me at all?"

She paced the room, hands on her hips "Sounds like he was just trying to fill his pockets!"

Annabel couldn't hold back her emotions any longer and began to beat her fists against the wall. Then suddenly she stopped and let her forehead fall to the wall. "I wan't it...I want it all! Boris. I wanna see the look on his face when you take his business and his daughter's love away from him."

It wouldn't be any work after all her father was a lousy gambler. If he'd managed to double or even triple that money it would be a miracle!
 
Before Boris could reply there was a knock at the door. Irritated he stupid to answer it. Ivan a knelt at the door as he answered it. "I am sorry sir, but I have to tell you something."

Boris stepped out and closed the door behind him. "What is our? "

"There is a young man on the doorstep who says he will not leave until he gets to talk to the one you just brought home. "

Boris nodded and said, "thank you. I will take care of it. "

He went back into the apartment and blindfolded Annabel. "There is something we must take care of." Picking her up he carried Annabel through the basement and up to the main part of the house. Boris placed her on the travertine tile floor of the entrance way and stood before her still naked. He removed the blindfold from her and gave her a few seconds to adjust to the bright light coming from the crystal chandelier above their heads.

He nodded to Ivana to open the door. As it slowly opened Boris said, " Your choice is upon you, sick my cock and stay, or leave with him. "

As he finished Annabel was able to see her boyfriend standing at the door open mouthed and wide eyed as Boris' hard cock bobbed over Annabel 's head.
 
Annabel was more confused than ever as she saw Dennis standing on the doorstep. He was more than shocked to see her down on her knees this way in front of another man. Still his image of the young angel who had been his for the past year held in his mind. Dennis didn't see her as a slut but as a girl being taken advantage of. The conversation was non-existent between the three of them as she took Dennis into her thoughts.

She fought back tears and then looked at Boris "But...I?" she stammered out of her mouth not sure what to say. Annabel didn't want to have this choice to make and knowing Boris he wouldn't like the thought of her leaving with Dennis. Plus her father had taken out another loan that he would be unable to pay sending all his assets including her back to Boris.

"What's wrong with you Bella? Get up damn it!" Dennis yelled, Boris was no where in his thoughts or view at the time.

"I can tell that he's been hurting you! There's marks all over your delicate body" he growled grabbing her hand and yanking her up until she stood. He hurried to take off his dress shirt to cover her body hugging her close to him also.

Dennis was right her body was being used by Boris and a some of it well a lot of it had made her sore. She yelped in pain a little when Dennis' arm wrapped tighter around her. Annabel looked to Boris and for a moment she caught the same crazed look in his eyes he'd had when he took her. She knew that he wasn't the man that you want to piss off.

"No Dennis...Go home! Now!" Annabel yelled pushing away from him as she turned to Boris a tear fell from her eye. She then dropped to her knees and took his hard cock in her hands. "Just go...please!" she begged Dennis while taking Boris inside of her mouth. Her eyes closed as she sucked his cock. She wasn't going to look at Dennis and feel her heart breaking even more than it had already.
 
As Annabel sucked the head of his cock into her mouth, Boris leaned his hips forward a touch, and gathered her hair up into a tail that he held onto. He looked over, Dennis was still standing there his eyes so wide that the whites were showing all the way around them.

Boris gave him a grin, and looked at Annabel, "Open your eyes, I want to see them."

Reluctantly she opened her eyes and snapped them shut when she got a glimpse of of Dennis standing there still. "Open them, Annabel, let me see your eyes," he whispered while stroking her face gently.

Her eyes fluttered open again and Boris cupped her face, "Good girl, you can do this for me."
 
She tried to hold her eyes open, but the sight of Dennis standing there and still watching her pleasure Boris with her mouth was nearly unbearable. Annabel rested her hands on Boris' thighs to stabilize herself while her tongue handled his manhood.

His words cutting her deep but all the while making her feel proud for being his "good girl". Hearing that from him was addicting to her. Maybe Annabel loved being his little good girl pet.

Dennis had now been watching the two for little over a minute before his fists began to ball up. It was as if he wanted to punch Boris dead in the face but he held back seeing the pained look of regret in Bell's eyes. There was no doubt in Dennis's mind that much older Boris would be able to show his 23 years a lesson or two but that was a chance he wanted to take to free his love.

He looked up at Boris with a disgusted look on his face and anger in his eyes. "I hope you enjoy this while you can!"

Then he looked to Annabel sadly but hopeful that there would be a way to win her back. "I don't believe you! You don't want this! You don't want me to go... I know you too well" A small tear falling from his eye now as well.

"I'm gone for now but I'll be back, I'll be back for whats mine. I love you Bella." Dennis said as he turned and walked down the steps. The door was still open and sounds of her slurping down Boris' cock in her mouth filled his ears as he walked away.
 
It was like magic. Boris' cock exploded into Annabel's mouth as he heard Dennis shrilly scream, "I love you Bella."

She swallowed every drop of his cum and as his cock began to become flaccid he picked her up and cradled her to him, "Good girl, very good girl."

Kicking the door shut, Boris carried her up stairs and into the master bedroom. He strode through easily and took her into the bathroom and straight into the shower. Turning it on high he aimed the nozzle just off of her body. "We will need to get a few things for you," he said. "At this rate, you might be able to leave the basement before we can get it remodeled for you."
 
Annabel smiled halfheartedly when she heard Boris reward her with those words she loved to hear. As he took her upstairs though, she couldn't help but get how humiliating that just was out of her mind. At least he was taking her upstairs this time and not to the dungeon like home she had come to know downstairs in the basement.

When Boris had stepped out to talk to Ivana earlier Annabel heard heard her say something but wasn't quite sure what it was. When Boris turned on the warm water of the shower and spoke the small happiness she had gained from being upstairs dwindled. So she was going back downstairs? What things did he mean? Both good questions to ask but she asked another one instead.

"How many have you brought home? Well how many other girls have you taken before me?" she stepped to the far side of the shower and away from him. It made her feel a little safer but not much. Seeing Dennis had broken a fuse in her mind that held this new way of life together. He reminded her of the situation that she was in.

"Did you set that basement up because you knew my father wouldn't pay and I'd be yours?" she asked timidly.
 
It was hard to concentrate at times, especially times like this, when Annabel was so vulnerable. He imagined she stood at the edge of a precipice, with him standing below ready to catch her.

Slowly he shook his head as he sat on the shower floor. "No, I built the apartment for my great uncle Anatoly. He was...sick and needed a place to stay so I built it so I could care for him here."

Reaching up he adjusted one of the nozzles so it pointed down at him. The hot water bounced off his head and poured down his chest. "I have never taken a woman as payment before, probably will never again."

He held a hand out to Annabel and pulled her over to sit between his legs. His hands massaged her shoulders gently a moment. He whispered into her wet hair, "Initially I was only going to keep you a day or two, to scare him into paying. By the second day he was asking for another loan, so I knew he would never pay."

He ran his hands down her arms, and said, "Now, I think I would like to keep you around if you want to stay."
 
As she sat between his legs and heard him coyly admit that liked having her around she smiled. But she still felt bad for Dennis even more now that she was also enjoying her stay there. "I don't understand why he'd show up here?" she asked gently clawing her fingers up his legs as she did.

She had known her father wouldn't pay but if she had know that she could have been released just two days later she might have done a few things differently.

"So what would you have done if I did choose to leave with him?" Annabel asked giving a light giggle as she leaned her body against his.
 
"Drink," he said, in all it's simplicity. "Maybe even get drunk."

Boris ran his hands over her tight body, the sensations tingling through his arms, and into the pit of his core. Her body wiggled slightly as he caressed her, her back rubbing against his cock, which hardened slightly with each of her movements.

"You know now, who and what I am, at least in some measure," he said. "The question is do you want to stay."
 
Annabel smirked as he commented about drinking. "I don't believe that in this short time you would have missed me that much." she mused laying against his chest and planting small tender kisses where she could. It made her feel warm inside when he spoke that way about her. "Unless you actually drink on a regular basis?" she asked smiling and turning to face him.

Her legs wrapped around his waist as the warm cascaded over the both of them. Annabel looked up toward the shower head enjoying the water's touch on her face then back to Boris. "Of course I want to stay. I'm still here aren't I?" she gave him a playful smack.

The guilt she'd felt about Dennis had all but disappeared. Boris was right she had known enough about him by now to know if she preferred him over her old life. Staring deeply into his now she couldn't help but hold him tight in appreciation of what he's done for her so far.
 
Boris looked over Annabel's body, and marveled at her beauty again. She was physically as close to perfection as any man, or woman, could want. She was naturally submissive, and she seemed to revel in the things they did together.

He ran his hands along her legs and thighs until they touched just above her labia. As she popped him, he growled at her lowly, and whispered, "Careful of that, it will get you in trouble one day. Not this time, but maybe next."

He pulled her into him, his mouth closing over hers as his tongue thrust into her mouth. His hands moved back down her body until he had her ass cheeks in hand and pulled her up until her pussy pinned his cock against his stomach. He moaned into her mouth as his cock throbbed at her nearness. Breaking the kiss, "We have a lot to talk about, and need to do it sooner than later. You have to understand what you are getting into, and what it means."
 
She frowned when he broke the kiss staring deep into his entrancing eyes "This sounds like something I may wish I hadn't discussed with you" Annabel spoke loosening her grab on his body and looking upward into the shower head letting the water glide over her face and body.


"You should know a few things about me as well if you hadn't already guessed." her voice was firm and serious.

"Boris you may have abducted me but now that you have given me the choice of whether I wanted to stay or leave. I feel that I have the choice of listening to you or not listening to you." She raised her hand as if to spank his thigh again, a serious look on her face when she did. And then she smiled dropping her hand.

"No I wouldn't do that but it was fun to test you"
 
Boris nodded, then griped Annabel thought against his body as he stood up and left the shower. She squealed while clamping her athletic legs around his waist. She could see a look of determined certainty in his eyes as he carried her easily through the bedroom, down the stair and passed the spot where she sucked his dick as her boyfriend watched in impotent fury.

He opened the door to the sound of Annabel questioning voice, "Boris?"

He set her down outside, then spoke, his voice calm, low. "If you want someone who let you be in charge, if you want someone who will let you disobey them, if you want someone with whom you are allowed to play stupid mind fuck games, then leave."

His voice had a hard edge as he said, "That bitch I don't want."

"If you need a man who pays attention enough to know your needs and address them, if you need someone who is in charge and will simplify your life allowing you to enjoy it, if you need someone that will guide you and help you to be the woman that is in your heart and soul, then drop to your hands and knees and crawl your ass back in here." His voice warmed as he concluded, " Because that bitch I want."

He waited less than a heart beat before he stepped back and flicked his wrist sending the door slowly to close.
 
Annabel stood outside on the stoop with her arms folded. "Really?" she asked watching the door close. If she wanted to leave this was most certainly her chance to. She paced for a few moments thinking over her options. Her body felt the chill of being pulled out of nice hot shower and into air outside.

She wasn't crawling back in there on her hands and knees. Annabel's reckless and young mind started to show itself when she thought of Boris. "Fine!" she yelled over shoulder as she began to walk away fully in the nude and not caring. Her voice was stricken with words she murmured as she walked away from the some what secluded house.

"When me... a young girl walking around like this I should be able to get a ride back into town fairly easy" she laughed. Then she was approaching the end of the drive way and at her freedom just outside its gates.
 
Boris picked up the phone and dialed a number. "Hey, Jim, a friend of mine has left my house if a fit. Would you pick her up and take her where ever she may wish to go? And oh yes, she is quite naked, so bring a blanket, it is rather cool out tonight."

Disconnecting the call Boris out the phone down and poured hi self a drink, a long neat vodka, and quaffed it down. Sighing heavily, Boris banged the glass down on the table before going upstairs to put a sweatshirt and shorts on.

The nice thing about living outside Trimble Missouri was that everyone knew everyone. He figured Jim would appreciate the beautiful show that was Annabel, and not ask too many questions about the marks on her body. The bad part about living there is that everyone in town would know about Annabel and her leaving for Kansas City by dawn.

He heard a coyote howl in the distance and figured it in the wildlife preserve some 2 miles away. R

Returning downstairs he went to his study and flipped on his laptop and began to work.
 
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