Bad Business Deals (Closed for AlisonMm and I)

[BadForm]

Intelligence, adaptability, access to knowledge. Oh, and an unexpected, large inheritence. These were the things that had led me to become one of the richest men in the state. And it was that that had brought me here. Well, that and a desire for the sweetest, most succulent revenge I could ever imagine.

Allison Martin and her husband stood outside the courthouse, holding each other and trying to mouth comforting words to each other in a situation where comfort was impossible. They had a one week extension on the court case, something I'd urged my attorney to grant them, but it wouldn't be time to find either a way out of the contract or to find the $1,291,875 (including interest) that they now owed me. Without doing so, they would lose everything. And that gave me the leverage I needed for revenge. Perhaps a little background would help you understand the situation more.

Allison and I had gone to the same highschool - an inner city school where few of the students had any hope. I'd been one of the geeky kids who was expected to escape to community college and she... well she was the beautiful, popular kid who everyone wanted a part of. I'd been stupid. I'd asked her if she wanted to go out with me. I guess, back then, I didn't understand how the world worked. Girls like her didn't go out with geeks like me. She didn't say no, she laughed.

Well, it's amazing what happens when your name hits the headline as a new billionaire. Suddenly those people who hated you in school, or who made fun of you, show up talking about what good friends you had been. It turned out Allison had married one of the popular kids in her neighborhood - a jock named Brian. Brian had ambitions to be rich, he wanted to start a new business, buying and selling unusual furniture and decorations. A bit like pier 1, but without the class. Allison had approached me, hoping to gain an extensive business loan to help him start up. Remembering how much she had hurt me, and being aware of just how few "lace doily office chairs" they would be able to sell, I accepted. I granted her a $1,000,000 loan... and so drew her into my trap. The business was bound to fail, they would be unable to repay me, and I could ruin them both, and their daughter as it turned out. Or...

"Allison," I said as I stepped towards them. "Let's talk."

Brian scowled at me in anger. "What do you want, Kissinger?"

Allison glanced from one of us to the other and saw the anger on my face. "Honey, maybe he wants to sort all this out."

"Yeah, like hel..."

I held up my hand to silence him and gave one command. "Beat it!"

He was enraged. It was understandable, he'd never had the best control of his emotions and here was an old neighborhood geek, about to destroy his family, ordering him around. He looked like he was about to hit me - a big mistake in front of the court house - but Allison spoke first.

"Honey, please... just go back to the car. Maybe Louie and I can work something out."

"Yeah, that's right," I said. "We're going to work something out. Now, you have a choice, you can go back to the car like a good little boy and let the adults talk... or you can hit me, which seems to be what you want to do, and go to jail."

For seconds he shifted from foot to foot, knowing he had no choice but wanting oh so much to lay me out. Eventually, he stepped away and went to their car, cursing.

Allison looked at me nervously. "What do you want, Louie?"

"You have a one week extension before you lose everything, Allison," I said quietly. The last thing I wanted at this point was to be overheard. "But I can make this debt just... go away."

She looked at me in fear and hope. "What do you mean?"

"Allison, you're not a stupid woman and you're still very, very beautiful. I think you know what I mean."

She bit her lip, hard enough to bleed. "You mean sex, don't you? Is... is that what it's going to take? You just want to sleep with me?"

I laughed. "Oh, Allison, Allison, I'm talking about a lot more than sex, though that will be part of it. I'm talking about you making up for how much you hurt me when you laughed at me."

From the look on her face, I gathered she wasn't entirely innocent. Perhaps she and Mr. Brain back there played the occassional kink game. I figured she would still be surprised when she truly understood. I didn't give her time to think.

"Of course, it's your choice. Lose everything or come to me this weekend and work it off."

"Louie..."

I shook my head. "There's nothing else to say. Either you come to me tonight and do everything I say, no matter how humiliating or painful, to work this off and make up for what you did or you lose everything. It's a simple choice. I won't force you to do either."

"Louie..."

"You know where I live, Allison, the Riverside Estate. If you are coming you will arrive at 7pm and page me on the intercom from the gate. You will then be given further instruction. If you are not there, or if you are so much as one minute late, there will be no further extensions to the case."

I turned away from her and signalled my chauffeur. As my limousine approached, I told her one more thing.

"And my name is Master."

The door closed behind me and we drove away. She really had no choice. I couldn't help wondering what kind of excuse she would make to her husband though.

 

[AllisonMm]

Allison

I put on a nice blouse, not too racy but not plain either, and my long denim skirt. Underneath are white panties and bra. I slip on some nice black shoes then check my hair. I wanted to look good but not too good. I knew but tried not to think about the reality: these clothes will probably be coming off not here in my happy home but in the presence of Louie.

I have been married six years. I love Brian more than I can describe. He’s the perfect man for me. the perfect husband, the perfect father for our 5-year-old daughter Mia. Things had been great. We fell more in love all the time. I never once even thought about cheating on him. We’d built our dream home, and our business had fulfilled a dream ... at least for a while. Now the business was a disaster, and that bastard Louie was gonna ruin us.

I had cried so much lately. More than my entire life put together probably. Now, it wasn’t time to cry. It was time to do something about this fucking mess we had fallen into. I need to save our lives, is what I wanted to tell Brian. But I didn’t. I told him I was going to my sister’s for a while. “I’ll call you later.”

I kissed him and then Mia. I smiled bravely and left quickly. I got in my little Mazda and took a deep breath. Then I drove, as instructed, to Louie’s apartment building. It was five minutes to 7. Time to think. Time to worry. Time to panic.

I close my eyes. Be brave. Be brave. I breath deep. Then I go to the intercom. One minute to 7. I ring it.

 

[BadForm]

OOC: Looks good, AllisonMm, just one thing I want to make clear that I didn't before. I saw this as needing privacy (and the male char as being highly wealthy now), so you should see the Riverside Estate more as a small mansion house than an apartment block, as you'll see from the following post. (And sorry I wasn't more clear above).

IC: I sat at the computer in my study, looking over the recent progress of my stocks. Tech was low, but leisure was high. Overall, I was doing fine. In truth, it was just a way to pass the time until Allison arrived. And then, exactly at the time I told her, the intercome buzzed. I pulled up the camera controls and checked it was her. She looked so nice, so beautiful standing there outside the gates to my grounds. She also looked like, despite her fear, she felt there was something salvageable from this. There wasn't of course, and she'd realize it quickly enough. Starting now.

"Allison, glad you could make it. Come on in."

I pressed the gate control to let her in and saw her start to turn from the intercom.

"No, Allison, I said you should come in. I didn't say your clothes should come with you."

She turned back to the intercom and gave a cry of disbelief.

"Allison, this is a VERY private area. If you are that worried about being seen, you may take them off at the doorway. Nobody can see the doorway from the gate. But either way, leave them outside. I don't want anything so ugly in my house. Don't worry, if I decide to let you wear clothes this weekend I will provide some."

She seemed rooted to the spot, shocked at the very suggestion she strip outside, even if she couldn't be seen. I laughed.

"You didn't think I was forgive you over a million dollars just to drop your knickers in the bedroom did you? Tell me you're not THAT stupid. Now take them off and get in here. You'll find me in the office at the end of the first hallway. Unless, of course, you want to lose everything."

 

[AllisonMm]

Allison

I shake, hearing his voice through that intercom. He sounded so ... menacing. And any hope I had about doing this with a bit of dignity, well forget that.

I step toward the door, looking up and around, not at the grand mansion, but to see if really there was any way a neighbor or something could see me.

I sit on a stone bench. Shaking, I take off my blouse. Then I pull off my bra.
The evening air is cool on my skin, but I would be shaking even if it were 1000 degrees. I slip my feet out of my shoes.

Then I stand part way and pull my skirt down. I slip the panties off next. No shred of clothing. No shred of dignity.

I arrange my clothes neatly on the bench and walk slowly toward the door. I promise myself that I won’t let him see me cry. No matter what happens, I won’t let him see me cry.

I open the door and enter Louie’s fabulous home. A part of me is terrified, another part is glad to at least not be outside naked anymore. He said his office was down a hall? I look around, and walk down that hall, trembling, but with my head up.

 

[BadForm]

The soft pad feet on wooden tile. Allison's steps are so small, so insecure. She doesn't want to be here and that pleases me more than I could ever describe. I listen as she approaches, noting the trepidation in each stride. Finally, she is standing in the doorway, waiting for me to say something to her.

I stare at my computer screen and continue to browse my stock portfolio. After that, I pull up the Times and begin to read the news. I have time, and I have the patience to make her suffer. Right now, what I want her to believe is that I don't even care that she is here. I can see from her reflection in the monitor that she's naked and I watch as she moves from foot to foot. She's uncertain, not sure what to do, whether to speak or to remain silent, whether it's good that I'm ignoring her or whether she'd just rather get this whole thing over with. I give her time.

"L-louie...?"

I glance at the PC clock. Twelve minutes. Not bad, but not so patient. And she let herself down by using my name. I spin round and stand, glaring at her.

"Who the FUCK is Louie you skanky slut? I told you, you call me MASTER! Say it, MASTER!"

 

[AllisonMm]

Allison

I jump at his tone. So angry.

"I ... I ... am sorry. Please. Please don't ... yell at me."

I shake at his anger. I consider walking out.

I look around. "Can we talk about this whole thing, please? I'm willing to ... cooperate. I just am ... confused."

I can't believe I am here, naked, talking to this man.

 

[BadForm]

Louie

I lean in close to her before I speak, this time far more quietly, though not less cynically.

"Talk? I'm not sure what you think there is to talk about Allison, but maybe you've forgotten? So let me remind you. When we were in high school together, do you remember I asked you out? Do you remember how you reacted? No, you couldn't just say no in a nice way could you? You laughed. That hurt, Allison. I didn't like that at all. Of course, there wasn't much I could do about it back then, but when you came to me for help for that bloody stupid business idea your limpdick jock of a husband came up with... Well I couldn't let a chance like that go by could I? A chance to even the score a bit."

She looked amazed. "But..."

"But what? Let me guess, but nobody could hold a grudge this long? You know, its amazing how much some things stick in your head. So, now your mine. Now I get to do all those things with you that I learned about later with women who didn't think they were all that and more."

I moved away from her and walked around her in a circle, looking her slowly up and down.

"Of course, that depends. Maybe you're not worth all that. What do you think Allison? Do you think you're worth a million three? It's probably gone up to that by now with the 22% interest on the loan I gave you. I guess you better make sure you ARE worth it eh? Unless, of course, you have some other way to get the money by next week."

 

[AllisonMm]

I feel so exposed. His eyes all over my naked, shaking body. His tone so taunting. Mocking Brian. And this bitterness over something years ago, something I didn’t even realize I had done to him. I hardly knew him then and now he's still so enraged by something that happened when we were kids, for crying out loud.

I clench my jaw. I listen to his tirade.

Then he gets back to the money. The money. If it hadn’t been the money I never would have had this maniac in my life. And now because of the money, I can’t get him out of my life The million bucks I can never get to pay him back.

“If ... if I cooperate, Louie, then ... the debt goes away, right? That’s what I am here to do.”

 

[BadForm]

It was all I could do not to laugh. Yes, she had listened to what I had said, but just like her kind always did, she listened to the orchestra instead of the instruments. She listened to the phrases, not the words. I was going to have fun.

"I told you, if you came to me tonight, this weekend, now... then you could work off the debt. Don't worry. I haven't changed my mind; and I don't tend to lie."

I reached out with my hand and began to run it over her arms. She flinched away. I caught her softly in my grip.

"Oh, Allison, we've barely begun," I said softly. "And you're already getting it so wrong. See, for one thing, if you keep flinching like that I'll think you don't want to be here. I'll think it's not the thing you crave most with all your heart. And I just couldn't do that to you. I mean, I might be angry at you for making fun of me when you turned me down, but I couldn't make you want to do something you don't want to do. I'm not like that."

Her eyes lifted to look into mine. She looked so hopeful, so naieve, like a little dog who thinks it isn't about to be beat for crapping on the rug. It was time to crush that.

"No, I couldn't make you do something you don't absolutely want to do. So, you see, if at any time I so much as think you don't want to do what I tell you I'll just send you home... and cancel our deal."

The light of hope turned into on oncoming train of terror. She understood me well enough, if I found a "reason" to think she was unwilling to do anything I asked, she'd go home and still owe me all the money. It was her choice of course - a choice between brimstone and the pit.

"Now, Allison, why don't you show me JUST how much you want to be here and give yourself to me? I'm starting to think your heart isn't in it."

 

[AllisonMm]

He thinks I can actually keep up with his words and twisted logic.

"Louie, please, be patient, okay? This is not something I have ever even thought about doing, okay? I am naked in another man's house. My life is crumbling around me. My perfect life has suddenly gone to hell. I am a little overwhelmed here."

I take a breath and gulp down the enormous lump in my throat.

Then, for the first time since I arrived, I look this man in the eyes. "I'm here, Louie," I say softly. "Here, in your house, naked. Just like you asked. And ... I'm willing to do ... whatever you ask."

 

[BadForm]

OOC: Apologies for the delay - between getting over a nasty stomach bug and catching up on work things were temporarily hectic.

IC: "Whatever I want?" I smile, and let my mind wander over possibilities. "We'll see."

I lay my hands on her shoulders, letting their weight press on her for a moment. She seems to be about to drop to her knees, and doesn't seem ready for that yet. It wasn't my intention to make her go down on me yet - giving her the thought was. I let my hands wander down her arms, feathering my fingers lightly over her flesh. Then I bring them inside her arms and up the sides of her body. She doesn't resist, at least not yet. I let my fingers train across her chest and down over her beautiful breasts. The nipples, while not erect by any means yet, stir slightly under my touch.

"You like this," I say. "No, you don't have to reply - I have a feeling you'd only lie, but your body likes it at least."

I weigh her breasts in the palms of my hand for a few seconds, enjoying their feeling against my fingers. Then I let them fall back.

"You're actually not bad looking. I guess having a kid didn't mess your body up too much did it? A couple of stretch marks maybe, bt you're still good looking. Now, kiss me - and make me know you want me."

 

[AllisonMm]

Like a statue, I stand there. Frozen. His hands roam over my upper body, and I concentrate even harder on being that statue. He is getting what he wants, I guess, and I am getting what I need. No emotions, I tell myself. No emotions.

He comments on my body, as if I shoould care what he thinks. And he wants me to kiss him.

I close my eyes for a second, composing myself, steadying myself. Then I close my eyes again and lean in to his face. I kiss him soft on the lips, stopping for an instant, then again. I kiss him calmly. No emotion, I tell myself again. I kiss him without passion, but I know he wants more than that. I open my mouth a little and kiss him full on, feeling bad but not as bad as I might have imagined.