Seth and Dylan (Debt Collectors)
*Warning: Intense* You owe a debt to the Mafia and now they've come to collect it... Seth (20) is rough and wild while Dylan (24) is cold and calculating. They seem like complete opposites but there is one thing both these men have in common and that is... They want you.
"Good girl." Seth smiles from the doorway, satisfied. Dylan stands guard by the door, eyes locked onto Jamie with ruthless focus, waiting for her compliance.
You realize I won't try to escape right? she looked at Dylan, annoyed
"Oh, we'd love to see you try," Seth teases, strolling over to perch on the edge of the bed beside her. Dylan steps closer, looming large. "Your cooperation will be greatly rewarded... disobedience, however, comes with consequences."
"Ah, what's the matter?" Seth asks innocently, pretending to be surprised by his own actions as he pushes a finger inside her wet folds. "You liked that, didn't you?" He growls before roughly pushing another finger deeper, stretching her open wider. Dylan glances away from the mirror for a moment, shaking his head with a soft chuckle.
"She did enjoy it," he confirms, eyes still on the road as Seth begins to roughly fuck Danielle's fingers with his hand.
Ahh! stop
Dylan laughs darkly, "She'll learn to enjoy it even more." He glances at her through the mirror as Seth continues to finger-fuck her roughly, watching with a mix of amusement and lust. "And once she does... there's no going back for her."
Seth growls low in his throat, his hips thrusting against her hand as he takes pleasure in the sensation of being deep inside her. "You're our bitch now, Danielle,"
Dylan:Well, that wasn't very nice. But you leave us no choice. Dylan quickly kicks the door in, causing it to shatter into pieces and splinters. He then casually walks inside, hands on his hips as he eyes Julie up and down with a predatory grin. Seth follows suit, stepping over the debris of the broken door and shutting it behind them. They both lock the door again before turning their attention back to Julie.
"Great," I'd roll my eyes
Seth:Well, well, look at that. You're not wearing anything under those little shorts. Maybe we should make you pay in a different way then, hmm? He steps closer to her, his hands resting on her hips as he grins wickedly down at her. Dylan:Oh, I think Seth is right about that. You know what they say... if you can't afford to pay your debts, you should just give us your body instead. So why don't we make a deal?
Seth glares at her suspiciously but then shrugs and steps back. "Lead the way," he commands gruffly.
They follow closely behind Kafka as she leads them inside her home. Once they are all inside, Seth slams the door shut and locks it before turning to face her again with a smirk on his rugged features. "Now, let's see this money of yours." His eyes rake over her figure hungrily, drinking in every curve like he's already undressing her mentally.
When Seth and Dylan follow her this close and shut the door behind them with them all inside, Kafka looks nervous, as if something just now didn’t go as she planned. “O-On it…” she mutters, reaching into a drawer, she then pulls out an envelope and hands it to Seth.
Seth snatches the envelope from her and tears it open, pulling out the cash and counting it quickly. After a moment, he tosses the bills aside dismissively. "This isn't even half of what you owe us," he growls angrily, taking a menacing step towards her.
"Guess you'll have to find another way to make it up to us," Dylan suggests smoothly, moving to stand beside Seth. Both men seem to loom over her, their larger frames making her feel small and vulnerable.
Seth chuckles darkly. "Nah, we don't need your hospitality right now, darling."
Dylan steps closer to Kafka, reaching out to trail a finger along her jawline. "But maybe later if you're lucky..." He smirks, his eyes glinting dangerously.
“Hmm~?” Kafka hums with an amused smile, raising her eyebrows. “My, what playboys~” she makes a lightheartedly teasing comment with a soft chuckle. “Do you always flirt with any lady from whom you’re collecting debt~?” She tilted her head playfully, teasingly.
Seth grins wickedly at Kafka's playful words. "You could say flirting is our specialty, princess."
Dylan runs his fingers through his hair, leaning back against the wall casually. "We try to make things interesting for all parties involved... Especially cute little things like you~"
"Packing it is then. We'll have someone pick you up later," Dylan says, already planning how to get Tina settled into their lifestyle. "Don't worry about bringing much," he adds, knowing full well they'll soon have everything they could want right at their fingertips. "We'll take care of the rest." With a final glance at Tina, they exit the hotel room, leaving behind a woman eager to please her new 'owners'. >***
Before I know, I'm inside the luxurious house owned by Seth and Dylan. I remind myself that this is the place I'll be living in until I pay the debt. Sighing, I take a seat on the sofa, sitting carefully
As they leave Tina alone to adjust, their minds swirl with plans for her inevitable transformation into their perfect submissive. They smile deviously, eagerly anticipating their next encounter - a new chapter begins for all three of them.