A bartered prize (2)

Her finger's tips clawed softly at the hood of his car as he penetrated her over and over again. The friction from his body only causing her's to slide across the smooth surface of the car hood. Her nipples pressed firmly into the dully warmed surface. Annabel's mother's cries only sounding like a non-coherent blur as she felt her sex collapsing to the whims of his cock. Annabel's warm breath left a fog like shine on the car when her heart started to race. As his grip on her hips got firmer she soaked him in her warm cream. The action only lubing her up more and causing him to easily slide deeper inside her.

It was only when she started to come down from her orgasmic high that she'd truly noticed where she was. All color left her face as she lifted her chest from the car's hood. Her shirt was now half way strewn open exposing one of her breasts and nipples. Annabel's other nipple was barely concealed by the thin sheer fabric of the top. "Oh my gosh! Mother!?" she yelled out in embarrassment clinching her blouse together.
 
Boris swatted her ass hard. "Do not cover yourself. I happen to like you like that."

He turned toward Anabel's mother and said, "We are here so she can gather a few items, like her dance gear and phone."

He stepped toward her, "If you don't interfere, I will allow he rto spend five minutes with you. But as you can see, she is in no danger with me."
 
Her mother wasn't to keen on Boris ever setting foot anywhere near her home. Fortunately his little live performance wasn't seen by any of the neighbors or at least she'd hoped that was the case. "Fine...if you say so" her mother chimed, Boris' cock still flailed about slightly, glistening with her daughter's cum in front of her. She immediately turned her head so that she could focus just on Annabel.

Her daughter looked to be fine all except the apparent air of smuttiness that surrounded her. Annabel's mother had never been too interested in her sex life and as far as she had known Anna didn't have one. Her mother turned back to glare at Boris resentfully before leading the two in her home.

"Mother" Annabel said with her head hung a little low as she passed her mom and headed upstairs. She still didn't know how exactly to behave around her mom after that. Anna didn't want to upset Boris and well her mom was now more than a little privy to how sexual her daughter could be. Anna gathered up her dance gear, phone and any other personal items thought to be necessary.

Meanwhile downstairs her mother eyed Boris before breaking her silence to ask "What have you done to my daughter?". She made her way over to the railing of the stairs thinking that if he made a move to head up them that she could intercept him. "Dennis had told me of what he'd seen...my daughter on her knees, your cock deep down her throat!" she motioned to his crotch before adding "I didn't believe him but now?"

Her mother wanted to give him more of an earful than that and to tell him to leave her daughter's body alone but that would only be disastrous. Hopefully in their five minutes of conversing she could try to convince her daughter to stop giving this man; her abductor by all definitions access to her body.
 
Boris took the beginning of the tongue lashing from Ana's mother with a grin on his face. "Keep this up, I may show you why your daughter will never come home." Her shocked face began turning red, and Boris walked over to her. "Maybe I will start by having you clean your daughter off my cock with your mouth."

As she skittered upstairs, Boris smiled and tucked his cock back into his pants. He looked around the bottom floor of the house and nosed around until Ana came downstairs a few minutes later.

He took the bag from Ana, "Ready?"
 
"Good thing your father wasn't here to see that young lady!" Anna's mother said as she pushed the still broken door to her room open. Anna just sighed, pushing the rest of her things into her school bag before turning to look at her mother. "I don't think he would mind it much since he practically sold me to Boris!" she said with a spiteful tone aimed at her mother.

It was then her mother raised her hand struck Anna across the cheek. "You have some nerve! You have no...no idea what he has done to keep this family afloat Annabel Rose Conner!"

Anna just snatched her bag and started to head for the door. "Do you, even know mother? Boris treats me like a woman and not a child! Unlike father, I doubt he would loose me in loan and then double down" she spoke angered that her mother would even go that far. Anna had no idea what she and Boris had spoke about downstairs but she was more than ready to leave. Her mother followed her closed down the stairs until Anna handed Boris her bag. Then as he asked if she was ready to go she felt his cock through his pants before giving him a deep and passionate kiss as if her mother hadn't even been in the room.

Her mother not knowing until her spiff with Anna that her husband had borrowed more money from Boris. She didn't know weather to be upset with the man turning her daughter into a slut or her husband for causing this dilemma. So, she chose to handle the problem right in front of her which was Anna. Digging through a side table drawer her mother pulled out a ring box and tossed it at Anna as she made her way to the door.

"It was from Dennis. He was going to propose to you. Did you know that? He loved you and there you were on your knees for this guy?" Her mother yelled causing Anna stop dead in her tracks in pick up the ring box. She started to speak when her mother cut her off. "You are not the daughter I raised! Don't come back until you are!" and with that her mother slammed the door, locking it, forbidding Anna set foot anywhere near home while she continued to be with Boris.

Anna kept her composure in front of Boris, making light joke of the situation and trying to secretly pocket the ring. It hurt her and Dennis her boyfriend still held some place in her heart but she had made her choice...
 
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Boris watched her a moment then noticed the faint red hand print on Anna's face. "Your mom did this?"

She nodded tentatively and Boris spun walking back to the house, kicking the door hard it enough that it rattled in the door frame. "If you ever lay a hand on Anna again, I will cut it off and feed that hand to the dogs," he yelled at the door.

He walked back to the car and fired it up. "You okay," he asked. As she struggled to keep her tears from flowing freely, she nodded her head.

He looked at her and said softly, "You are lying. This one time I will not punish you for the lie. Do it again and I shall."

He pulled out of the driveway and headed across town silently.
 
Boris hadn't been that terrifyingly silent since the night he'd taken her from her home. Anna straightened up and started to apologize but then decided not too when she looked over and saw his face. She had gotten to know him a lot better now and what his temper could do so Anna wasn't about to speak.

As they pulled into the driveway of his home she sat waiting for permission to get out of the car and then stepped out. "I don't think my mom knew my dad borrowed more money." was the only thing she could say. Anna wanted to ask him if she was doing the right thing by staying with him but his answer would probably be biased. Her mom was good at making her feel guilty and now was one of those times.

As she stepped inside the house she began to undress until she was fully nude, knowing that he preferred her that way. Plus she didn't want to wear the clothes as it made her feel dirty.

"I'll be downstairs Sir...If you need me" she announced picking the clothes up from the floor and heading in the direction of her room.
 
There was something about her naked form that seemed to put the world close to right. As her ass firmly rippled with each step, Boris smiled a little. The day hadn't quite turned out as planned, yet there was always tomorrow for the rest of what he had planned for the day.

As Ana went downstairs, Boris turned and went into the study to make a few phone calls. He had been neglecting his businesses in his distraction with her. The legitimate businesses would be fine he knew. He had good people in place to take care of the day to day operations. The insurance agency was still in a growth mode, and they knew what needed to be done to keep that sustained.

His loan business though was a little behind. That was the part that he managed pretty much by himself with only one person to help him. Too many people involved and one would eventually wind up in jail.

Looking over the books and who owed him a payment he found three people around the area where Anna's father had his store, and decided they would stop at each of them the next day. A smile creased his face as he imagined what the old man's face would look like when he brought his daughter into the store.

Heading downstairs, Boris smiled to himself, he was going to salvage the day if it was the last thing he did. Seeing her in her apartment, on her knees as he entered, his cock sprang to life again. "Get dressed, we are going to go to dinner and then a night club. I want to see you dance for me."
 
Anna relaxed downstairs while Boris went to attend to his matters. She took a quick shower and then did a bit of stretching to take her mind off of the day. Anna hadn't been expecting him to want to go out today. As she sat there on her knees listening to him and shaking her head. "I thought I had to earn things like that Sir" she asked keeping her eyes below his waist before adding "But thank you Sir, I'll get dressed immediately".

There was something very different about her. She wasn't the rambunctious little girl he had brought home. Now she was tamed and seemed to have lost her fire. She got dressed nicely but quickly not wishing to make him wait for her. Annabel tossed on a barely covering strapless red dress and a nice pair of heels.

"I'm ready Sir" she said tip toeing out of her room shyly. "It's not too much is it?" she asked giving herself a twirl to let him see every angle of her.
 
Boris' eyes were glued on Anna as she twirled showing off the short red dress. The dress raised high enough on the twirl that he could see no panties covered her, and it excited him to no end. His cock thickened and grew at the sight, and thought, of her being ready for him to take her whenever he wanted.

What the dress did hide, it enhanced and drew your eyes to her body, as if she were a museum piece to be stared at for hours. "I approve," he uttered softly. "Let's go."

He stopped at the sink to wash the Ben-wa balls and then led her to his car. They drove back into KC and stopped at a steak house for dinner. There was a small wait, and they stood in the bar area where he ordered a beer for himself and a wine for Anna.

Leaning in he kissed her neck softly while cupping her ass through the sheer red material. "You have been a very good girl today." He watched her face blush, and he wasn't sure, or terribly concerned, if it was from the compliment or his fondling her in public.
 
It was both that made her blush but the it was his compliment that made her smile and clinch her thighs together in effort to keep her arousal from oozing out. Anna sipped her wine swallowing it with a slight gulp. "Thank you Sir. It's my pleasure to please you" she spoke softly leaning in to his neck. Part of her was still timid when it came to referring to him as Sir in public.

Her hand held his close to her ass they waited at the bar. There were a few looks at the couple by men and thought it made her uncomfortable usually, Anna took the stares in stride. She gripped Boris closer to her as if to show herself off to the other men.

It made Boris the envy of them and that she enjoyed. She could feel their eyes on them and imagine all the possible questions they must of had.
 
Boris held Anna tight against his hard cock as he pulled the first Ben-wa ball from his pocket and rinsed it in his martini. He popped it into his mouth to remove the alcohol from it and then transfered it into his hand.

He ran his hand up her thigh and teased her lower lips with the ball a moment before sliding it into her wet pussy. He repeated the process with the second ball and as he kissed her, he heard a woman stage whisper, "God, that is hot."

Breaking the kiss with Anna, Boris looked down at her and said, "Go on. Dance, I want to watch you dance."
 
With each ball that entered her, Ana let out a gasp. He didn't care who saw him making her only want him more. She closed her eyes, roughly dragging her fingers over his chest. She wanted him right there and now but swallowed her deviant urges and looked to the dance floor with a smile.

Annabel would have been lying if she denied that part of her felt worried that they instruments of pleasure inside of her might slip out of her while she danced but the reassuring look on Boris' face told her to go for it and so she did.

The music wasn't overly fast paced nor was it dreadfully slow. She closed her eyes drifting off into the world that the Spanish inspired beat created. As her hips circled in time with the music she held her gaze on Boris. Her hands mindlessly explored her own body, strumming up her thighs, slowly teasing the hem of her dress offering small revealing peaks beneath it.

She was his dancer, his private dancer as far as it mattered to her. Anna then flashed him a wink before seductively licking her finger and sliding it between her cleavage.
 
Boris watched her dance as he looked for a table. Eventually he found the one he wanted, a good line of sight to the dance floor and dimly lit. So dimly Boris was pretty sure if he chose to, he could stroke his cock without any one having a clear look at it.

He settled into it, watching Anna put on a show. She certainly could dance he admitted to himself, and the occasional flash of bare ass had the attention of most of the men in the club. More than one woman watched her with the same unabated lust.

She danced for three or four songs before sauntering over to him. Her body was beading in perspiration and her nipples were so hard, it look like they were trying to rip the red fabric to get through. He held a hand up, stopping Anna in front of him.

He trailed fingers up her thighs, feeling the slick heat of her sex and sweat combining. He cupped his hand under her sex and said, "Give them to me."
 
She could have danced more but figured it was time she got back to him. Plus, the need for something the calm her thirst also drew her to the table. Anna greeted him with a big smile before seeing his hand raise to keep her from coming any forward. She parted her lips as if to ask if she'd done something wrong.

Then his masculine and commanding voice summoned her for the balls that had filled her pussy as she had been dancing. "As you wish" Anna smirked feeling his fingers tease the sensitive skin between her legs.

Intimidatingly, her next move was pushing it on her own personal slutty scale but still she carried through with it. Anna clenched her thighs tight locking his hand in place between the lips of her sex. Next she leaned and instead of kissing him she just glided her lips over his for mere seconds before she rose in a seductive stance. Her legs parted giving Boris' hand more 'wiggle' room and one by one she pushed both out into his hand.

Anna had found herself near to cumming during her time on dance floor more than five times before she lost count so there was evidence of that all over the toys. She saved her body for Boris even though it begged her to cum. Feeling the Ben Wa balls finally leave her made her feel empty for a moment until she had gotten used to them being gone.
 
As Anna dropped the second ball into his palm, Boris sucked one of them into his mouth, tasting her. He held the other up to Anna for her to suck into her mouth. As she did, he spun her around to face away from him, and then pulled her into his lap. He lift her legs outside his causing her dress to stretch tight over the gap between her legs.

He whispered in her ear, "Tonight, we are going to play, Anna." He ran a hand along her thigh, pressing her dress up as he went. Once the dress was in the position he wanted, he spat the Ben Wa ball into his palm and inserted back into her.

He stroked her slit slowly, gently as he continued, "First rule, no cumming until you ask and receive my permission."

He took her clit between his fingers and massaged it gently between them and asked, "Understood?"
 
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