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Whore gets up from the chair and saunters over to me as if she's wearing a thousand-dollar gown instead of the jeans and top she has on.
“So, big man, when do you get this started? I'm ready for anything you have to give me. I don't know if you've used this service before, but I'm surprised you and I have never crossed paths.”
My face stays stone still as she continues to try and play me. She’s already stuck in my web and she doesn’t even know it. Does she think I'm stupid? I know this is the first time that she's participated in this program and part of me is starting to wonder if she's been honest on all the questionnaires. Marian had already told me that this one finished her tests in record time. Is it possible that she’d cheated the system? I would never think of something like that, but it's evident that she has no idea what it means to be a submissive. That's fine with me. I don't mind training her from scratch, it'd just be that much more fun when I break her.
Chapter Three
I wonder if the man is mute. I've been talking to him for a full minute now and he's yet to say a word. What is the point of going through all this trouble if you're just going to stand there like a fucking—
The air is sucked out of my lungs as something squeezes like a vice around my neck.
“What world do you think you're in, Whore?” Shock and fear roll through my body as I realize his hands are wrapped around my neck and squeezing the life out of me. He's fucking crazy.
“You won't make it. You need to tell them you’ve changed your mind, now. Find a different way to get the money you need.” He taunts me.
I pull my hand back and smack him across the face, but his head barely moves. It's like smacking stone.
“Hit me again and I'll hang you from your nipples like a fucking tree ornament. You'd be surprised at how long the skin on a human body will stay intact.”
I try to gasp, but I can't breathe. I can see the seriousness in his eyes. He means it. This isn't just a little BDSM, this man might hurt me.
No, no, he can't, it's against the rules … Right?
I let my hands drop down to my sides and he loosens his grip on my neck.
“From here on, you will call me Savage. I'm going to train you to be a good little whore. You're going to be grateful and you're going to make yourself available to me any time I wish. I'll fuck all of your holes as hard and for as long as I want. I don't care if you come, I don't care if it hurts, and I don't care if you split in two.” He tilts his head waiting for me to give up, but I won't.
He's trying to intimidate me and I won't let him. This is all just a fucking mind game to him. If I take myself out of the game mentally all he can do is fuck me. I’d known that he would. It's why we all had to take the STI blood work and provide previous blood work for the doctor. Both of us know what I'm really here for; the dirty man with the fucked up face wants to stick his horny little cock into someone. How fucking pathetic.
“Seems like you might have a hearing problem, I can fix that if you wish.” He grabs hold of my chin and forces me to look back in his direction. “I asked if you understood what I said.”
I nod once, but that's not good enough for him. He pulls his hand back and slaps me hard. My ears ring from the blow and I feel something warm dripping from my lip. Blood.
“You will answer by saying the words ‘Yes, Savage.’ or be beat. Those are your options.
“One more time. Do you fucking understand Whore!”
“Yes, Savage!” I answer with just as much anger as he gives me.
“Good, now let's get our time together started unless of course you want to go home?”
I know the minute I say those words everything is over. I would never get the money for school and I'd have let this bastard win. I could do two weeks of this no problem. He thinks he's going to get the best of this situation, but he's never met someone like me.
* * *
The walk through the building is stiff and quiet before we get to a dark limo. I wait for him to open my door, but the fucking bastard stares at me like I'm a fucking misused toy.
“Whore, get in. I don't have time for your nonsense.”
I roll my eyes and reach down for the door handle. “You rude piece of shit. No wonder no one wants to be with you; it has nothing to do with your fucked up face either,” I mumble loud enough that he can hear me. I shouldn't have. I know I shouldn't have.
Before I can fully get into the limo he's pushing in behind me, pinning me down to the seat.
“Rude? I'll show you rude Whore.” He growls and it feels like the very leather I'm lying on shrivels at the sound of his voice. He pushes my face down into the seat before he bangs on the partition indicating that the driver should take off.
“You better fucking say you want to leave, because I promise you this won't feel good.” He pulls a switchblade out of his pocket and shows it to me.
“No! No, what the fuck are you doing? You can't do that! What the fuck!” I squeal and fight him as I feel his cock getting hard against the seat of my ass.
