The Pickup

[lovemeister0]

*reserved for southern_slut*

He had just gotten the text from one of his lackies. The 18 year old girl he had heard of finally decided to run away from it all. Apparently she had been planning this for some time now, hence the information. He had his goon, a close friend of hers, trail her keeping him in the loop of when she was going to do it and where she was going to go. He had his plan of course already determined. He needed more women for his "business", but with this new young fresh meat he could make money and have a little fun in the process. It all depended on whether or not he could find her.

He started his car and started driving. It was getting cloudy and the temperature had dropped. Perfect. The worse the weather was, the easier it would be to seduce this bitch. All he needed to do was get her to trust him and he would have her.

He started driving toward where he heard she was living...or rather had been living. Once he found her all he needed to do was get her to come over to his place where he would find some way of working for him. He would be her new employer. She would only work for him, fuck whoever he wanted her to fuck and bring back the money. Maybe if he got her hooked, she would spend whatever she kept on his "special" merchandise. He could introduce that to her today as a last resort if needed, but he was going to get a feel for her today, make sure she was good quality.

He looked around at the houses around him. This was the neighborhood that his lackie had last seen her now it was up to him. The clouds started to look very dark right now. An unexpected benefit to the plan.

 

[southern_slut]

With a duffel bag in hand and only a sweatshirt to keep her warm, Kathy ran to an overhead shelter just beside the road outside her neighborhood. Why, oh why was she so foolish as to run off in the middle of a thunder storm? She turned around constantly certain her angry father or dismissive mother was right behind her.

 

[lovemeister0]

He continued to drive down the street. He drove by carefully checking the text message from his lackie leading him to the adress. He looked around making sure this was the correct street. He drove by a little faster now as the rain started to pick up. Soon he saw a figure, but he couldn't make out who it was. He drove by slowly to make sure it wasn't someone else.

When he looked in the rear view mirror he realized it was the girl he was looking for. He drove back and rolled down the window. "Hey, do you need a ride? I'll take you anywhere you need to go." He unlocked the door and pushed the passenger door open to show his somewhat hospitable nature.

 

[southern_slut]

As if the clouds had parted just for her she hops into the seat, barely caring who it is.
"If you could just take me a few blocks over I can get a ride from the gas station."

 

[lovemeister0]

"Well what are you doing out in the rain? It's dangerous to be out durring a thunderstorm." and just to get her to tell him what was really up he added sarcastically, "I hope you're not running away"

He started to drive very slowly, not wanting to get anywhere too soon before he could convince her to come back with him.

 

[southern_slut]

Nervously laughing, almost to calm her own nerves down.
"Oh no, just heading back home... you know, from a friend's house."
Her lies were crap, she knew it. Hopefully he just doesn't care. Once she gets to the gas station she can empty out the debit cards from her parents and make for California.

 

[lovemeister0]

He knew that was a lie. He didn't even have to know the whole story to tell it.
"My God", he started acting all surprised, "You really are aren't you?"

 

[southern_slut]

Abandoning all pretenses, panic setting into her voice now.
"Please just drive me to the next corner! I'll get out and you can say we never met and I'll never be a problem for you!"

 

[lovemeister0]

"Wait...let me help at least for a little bit. Come back to my apartment and get out of the rain. You can stay until it clears up and you can have some food."

He continued to drive, but by now he had already reached the gas station. He made up her mind as he continued driving on past the gas station and making a new route to his apartment.

"Trust me, no one will find you and it will give you some time out of the rain."

 

[southern_slut]

She felt a little intimidated, didn't he know this was illegal? She clutched her bag tight, ready to make a run for it when the doors opened up...

 

[lovemeister0]

"Trust me, I went through this once as well. I ran away and I never wanted to go back, but it's hard to do it on your own. You'll need a job to make money to sustain yourself and all that."

He pulled up to the lot where his apartment was. As he pulled into a spot he continued. "Come in and wait the storm out. I'll even give you some tips and maybe we can discuss where you can find a job."

He opened the door and ran to a door. He pulled out a key and unlocked it opening it up. He looked back and waved for her to come in.

 

[southern_slut]

She slowly stepped out, this guy seemed sincere enough. Like she knew everything about the world at eighteen! But why not? She had no money, no plan, the cards were probably no good by now. She walked to the door and brushed past him on her way inside.

 

[lovemeister0]

"My name is Jake, you don't have to tell me your name if you don't want to." He closed the door behind her and made sure to lock it without her noticing. "Please, make yourself feel comfortable." The apartment housed different furnitures, a tv, and other typical guy stuff. He left the room to fetch the girl a towel, but he also made a sidetrip to his room where his real equipment was. Sometimes he housed other guests who were seeking jobs. They would all have to go through an "interview" process. He fliped a switch, did something on his laptop, and closed it. There were cameras hidden throughout the apartment that were recording everything that was going to happen. This was, of course, just for the records. He came back and handed the girl the towel.

 

[southern_slut]

"Tracy, thanks..."
Wiping the water off her face and from her hair, looking around the apartment and just not sure what else to say.
"So, uh, what's this help you had for me?"

 

[lovemeister0]

"Oh, well I'm not sure you'd be very interested in it. You see...we just provide certain entertainment to those who pay for it. Each employee makes anywhere from a couple hundred to a possibility of a couple thousand bucks. I set the jobs up so I get a tiny bit of the proceeds when the job is done." Jake looked Tracy over. "You are a cute looking one, I'm sure that no matter what job you decide to apply for, you won't have any trouble excelling in the ranks."

 

[southern_slut]

"Um, thanks. Entertainment? Sounds like strippers to me..."
She eyes him, does he want her to become a stripper? With 34Cs and shapely hips, why not?

 

[lovemeister0]

"No...not quite. Maybe some might consider doing stripper jobs only, but we provide real entertainment. Follow me" Jake led Tracy to his room. He pulled a scrap book from a drawer and handed it to her. "Here is a list of all of my employees. There aren't a lot, but we do make ends meet. The ladies like the money they make and the living they get off of it."

Within the scrapbook are several pictures, just facial shots to begin with, then body, then body shots with less clothing on, until they are completely naked. In the back are pictures of some of the women with a client engaging in sex.

"Oh...sometimes they like to take pictures and give me gifts, but that isn't a requirement."

 

[southern_slut]

Nervously setting the book aside, she backs into the wall with a small thud.
"That's uh, nice and all, but I'm.. you know, and that's not for me."

 

[lovemeister0]

"These ladies weren't for it either...but then they had a taste of the pleasure and the money. Just one job from a client can give you enough money to sustain yourself for a while. If not for any other reason, then do it for your future away from your parents. You're a big girl, you can make your own decisions and you don't need their help to stay on your own."

Jake came up in front of Tracy placing his hands against the wall to both of Tracy's sides trapping her where she was. "There's no need to be afraid, after the first time with a client you'll want more and more and you'll get more and more money on the way."

 

[southern_slut]

"Look, uh, thanks but... I REALLY gotta go!"
She tried to run but she ended up tripping and hitting her head against the wall. Now dazed and hardly conscious...

 

[lovemeister0]

Jake picked her up and set her down on the bed. He pulled out a pair of cuffs from a drawer full of other toys he had. He cuffed her hands to the bed and let her be. It looked like she was coming back now. He was going to make sure she would join him. He would show her what it meant to serve. As her eyes opened, he started taking off his clothes. It was a good thing he was recording this, he was going to want to watch it over and over again in the future.

He climbed on the bed next to her and grabbed her clothes. "Now what first, the sweatshirt or the pants?"

 

[lovemeister0]

She didn't answer him, so he went for the sweatshirt. It was easy to get off, but it would be caught in the cuffs he had on her. He could tell already she would make a great prostitute. Her body was amazing and was going to be the first to try her out. He already had the cameras rolling, but he thought Tracy could use some incentive to come back after he was done.

Jake went over to the closet and pulled out a camera. He turned it on, pointed the lens at Tracy, and started taking some pics. "Here's what will happen. If you don't take one job, just one job from me, then the pics I take will be posted on the internet to every free porn site out there."

He climbed back on the bed and started working to get her pants off. He was always a big fan of panties, so he worked quickly to get the pants off of Tracy.