Sex dealer

nine

"Being sold to who?" I exclaim, clawing at jacks hand that's digging into my upper arm.

"Being sold to the guy that owns this place, in other words- our boss, the one that started all this, the one that pays us to kidnap you all." Jack growls.

"Why me?" I yell.

I didn't like jack for kidnapping me, I sure as hell wouldn't like his boss for making him.

"Boss said he wanted the prettiest girl, the one with the tightest pussy, biggest ass and tits and wildest imagination when it came to sex and... domination. So we did a survey and the name that came up the most was yours. So now, you're gonna fucking go." Jack explains.

"But I've only been here two months!" I cry.

"Yeah well this decision isn't one that I'm in charge of." Jack smirks at me, tightening his grip and pulling me into him.

He puts his face into my neck and begins kissing it.

"I have to admit though, I'm gonna miss the way you suck my cock, like the only food you know of is my cum and you can only get it by sucking me off." He whispers creepily down my neck.

He bites down harshly on my skin and I let out a cry of pain.

"And I'm gonna miss that exact sound coming from your mouth when I fucked you even when you begged me to stop, but deep down I know you loved it." He chuckles devilishly.

"You're fucking psycho!" I yell.

"Psycho about you." He blankly says before pulling me out of the room.

"Wait! Let me at least get all my clothes in a suitcase!" I protest, digging my heels into the ground to stop him from dragging me away.

"You won't be needing clothes, slut." He laughs dryly.

"Shut the fuck up!" I yell, kneeing him in the stomach and pulling my arm away.

"I've stayed quiet long enough, I won't now! Let me get my shit and then we can go." I snap and storm off before he can stop me.

I run to my room and lock the door from the inside before I pull a suitcase out from under the bed and putting all my make up, folded clothes, toiletries, perfumes and other shit inside.

I take my handbag out from my cupboard and shove my phone, laptop, charger and some junk food in.

He probably has food but it's not like I'll be allowed to go near it.

I sigh when I'm done and take a last look around.

Maybe it's the last time that I'll be here.

I'm glad too.

I unlock the door and almost have a mini heart attack when I bump into a hard chest.

Thinking that it's jack, I hit the chest and mumble "you could've stood to the side!".

When I don't get a reply, I look up to glare at his face but I'm shocked when my eyes don't meet with Jack's brown ones.

I feel my breath get caught in my throat as I take in the mans face.

Dark brown hair with the sides shaved

Piercing grey eyes

Plump lips

A jawline carved by god

Just a hint of stubble

A face that I would happily sit on.

Ha.

I let my eyes roam over his body and I can feel my pulse quicken at how he just gets hotter and hotter the more you look at him.

He's dressed in a suit but the fact that there's rock hard muscles underneath is obvious.

I awkwardly clear my throat and try to subtly take a step back.

The man rolls his eyes and looks at me, expecting something.

"Uh, hi?" I say, but it comes out as a whisper.

"I mean, hi." I say, louder.

He doesn't reply.

"What's your name?" I ask.

No reply.

"Do you know who I am?" He asks finally.

His voice is deep and sexy.

"I just asked you what your name is, so clearly not." I reply.

He doesn't answer me.

"I'm Cadence." I speak.

"I'm Blake."

"Well, Blake, a dick named jack is waiting for me to take me to the boss of this place because I'm being fucking sold like a pair of clothes. So excuse me, I have somewhere to be." I tell him, not really intending to sound rude.

I roll my suitcase through the door and put my purse around its handle.

I push past Blake to go but I feel him grab my wrist roughly.

"I am the boss, Cadence."

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