Up In Smoke

"Open up." It was an easy demand, with no room for conversation. He was looking at me with steely eyes littered with lust.

I answered him with silence as I crossed my arms over my chest and stared him down. His muscular arms tensed in my defiance as his jaw locked into place. I wasn't afraid of him, just afraid of what he could do to me.

"Come on, open up." He tried again a little softer, but the demand was still there. It was a futile effort as I made no move to do as I was asked.

If he thought he could boss me around like one of his men, he was wrong. Since I've been here, no one has disrespected him or disobeyed an order, but I'm sure I'm not the first, though.

"I won't ask you again, princesa. Now, open up..." His voice was gruff and rugged. His accent was prominent and thick. A surprising shiver went down my back that didn't go unnoticed by him. Standing to his full height, he rolled his shoulders back, working out the tension that's been accumulating for the last couple of days as he crossed his arms over his chest mirroring my move.

He was done playing games, he only did that when he was serious. I started to backfire at him.

"If you think, for even a second, that you-", I was abruptly cut off as he stepped forward in a quick move and stuck his thumb in my mouth as I was speaking, wrapping the rest of his hand underneath my chin and tugging me forward over his desk. It was so far forward that I was forced to place my hands on the paper's in front of me, in fear of falling. I realized that I was in the exact position I was trying to avoid. My eyes widened in fear.

He picked up the little red pill in the cup and slipped it under my tongue before leaning in next to my ear.

"The next time I ask you to open up, you do it. And you can bet your sweet little ass you'll be over my desk when you do ." He pulled his thumb out and shut my jaw manually as he commanded me to swallow.

I did what I was told.

ONGOING - Started April 2019