Drugs and Cameras [ThomasRHellsing & Brian_dark_angelo]

[Brian_dark_angelo]

She hadn’t slept well for the past couple of days and the little food she had in her system didn’t give her much energy. She spent days hiding, refusing to go out to eat, going to the bathroom at night to see if the cold water would make her agony and want for the drug stop. She couldn’t let others see her like this, miserable, in pain, sick. She was the one that caused the pain, the one who made everyone back down with just a few words. And now she was supposed to follow the word of the guy whose life she had made sure to destroy little by little throughout the years.

Natasha knew she already owned a lot of dealers some money though she had been told even that debt had been settled, along with the school’s money problem. And it was all her fault; she had wasted everything and then more. The pills, the small amounts of white powder, and of course the needles. She hadn’t done much of those yet. They had the strongest and fastest effect, but her fear of needles kept her pretty far from them, most of the time.

She sat at the back of the taxi fumbling with the hem of her black tank. She knew she had to look bad, presentable but bad for her usual look, after all she was a girl born in riches who was now at the bottom. Her brown hair was tied up in a messy bun that was almost falling off around her head and the clothes she wore did nothing to hide a couple of bruises she had along her arms and body from the times when she had tried to find the drug somewhere else. Of course at the same time she also knew she didn’t look as bad as she should. The black jeans she wore still hugged her figure and just slip a bit at her hips. She hadn’t lost too much weight over the drugs either, almost none at all. Her skin still had its normal color and the dark circles under her eyes were currently heavily hidden with makeup.

She pulled at her shirt some more shutting her brown eyes tightly trying to fight over the feelings of need. She moved one of her hands to the top of her tight and dug her fingers into it wanting to maybe shift the pain and nausea she was feeling. All she wanted and all she could think about was getting rid of the feeling. It had never been this bad before, but she had never gone more than a day without having it. How long had it been four or six days, maybe more than a week? She wasn’t even sure; maybe that was what made her get up and leave the house and look for him. The need made her think that anything was worth having the pain go away, she’d do anything for it. Why should she care who was providing her with it? It was either swallow her pride only in front of him or never leaving her house again, or worse having others realize the predicament she was in. And now here she was knocking desperately at his door willing to say yes to his ‘offer’, she had always known she had no choice in the matter and sooner or later she would be forced into it, but now her mind was only thinking it as her only choice and that no force was needed.

 

[ThomasRHellsing]

Thomas had been expecting her. The desperate pounding he opened the door and pulled her by her hair into a hard kiss. His tongue filling her mouth and pushing a single "Fifty" into her mouth. Pulling back he spoke slowly "Enter my parlor."

He wore dark blue jeans, and a red silk button up shirt the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. On both hands were late gloves. "The Cutter" chuckled as he looked at the bitch. Looking her up and down what he was going to do to her was already making his cock hard. He sat down on a large leather recliner as he said "How was that that fifty take the edge off?"

A fifty was the typical dose enough for amazing sex and a decent high but not much else. Hundreds were where the real party started and thousand well they made you walk slouched for a week. Three and five hundreds had been rolling out lately a mix of cheap but ore powerful than hundreds that the thousands just weren't. He knew a fifty to someone who popped 3 to 5 hundreds a day would barely make the withdrawal pains go away. That was the best thing about "Glimmer" while it was in your system it was fun made you ore sensitive and widened your neural receptors smarter, faster, better. However the brain became used to operating at that level and as it left your system your brain kept trying to run at that level. In essence it would cause your brain to over heat and thus your body would lose control of itself. Thomas had dosed himself with one of a hand full of 1 million changing his brain's chemistry, allowing him to constantly feel the good effects and make the bad non existent. He'd been thinking about mass marketing it when he'd realized he could set the enzime chain to degrade ad over night he had the newest super drug.

Looking at the slut he said "Oh and in my house you refer to me as Sir, after all a slutty pill popper should know her betters right whore?"

 

[Brian_dark_angelo]

She only had enough time to gasp as she felt the tongue and then her fix enter her mouth. She couldn’t help the shiver she felt running through her body at the mere taste of it. As soon as she was released she could feel the drug slowly sip into her system, but it was far to slow. “A fifty?” She asked her voice still a bit uneven. “All they do is clear the fog in the mind.” She muttered as she walked behind him without a second thought wanting more to stop the feeling of pain and want she still had.

“I’m here aren’t I?” She asked moving forward of her own accord. “Sir.” She added though the word seemed more forced than anything. She felt the itch and pain in her increase some now that she had the taste of the drug. She wanted; no she needed the stronger dose. Something that wouldn’t leave her with just the taste.

“You have to have something stronger.” She spoke as she now stood right in front of the leather chair the other sat at? “You told me you did.” Part of her brain wanted her to turn around and just leave but then the pain kicked up once more while the pill made her feel relaxed at the same time. All the time she seemed to skip calling him sir once more. Her pride was pushed down but somewhat present, even if she was now kneeling in front of the other looking up at him wantonly and pleadingly for the drug.

“You wanted me to let you use me right? To get something stronger I had to be…yours? Sir.” She asked leaning forward and pressing her hand against his legs letting her actions insinuate what she came here willing to do for the pain to go away. She didn't like how she sounded calling him sir but right now she just wanted to have another pill and for that she had to be compliant.

 

[ThomasRHellsing]

Thomas smirked, slapping her suddenly. Making sure her own eyes were locked with his crystal blue ones he said "Your my little slut forget to call me sir gain, and you won't get any for a week, as for something stronger."

He slowly pulled out bottle of the pills. Opening the he showed her the bottle of hundreds. Most people got five or six pills but their had to be a hundred at least in the bottle. Taking one he said "Open."

When her lips parted he crushed the pill between his thumb and middle finger. Rubbing his thumb over her top lip, and his middle finger along her bottom one. A sensual tease amplified by the drug. Putting the bottle behind his back he said "That's all your getting for free naughty girl, show me everything you've got and do a nice little daance for e who me that virgin body your so proud of."

He chuckled as he said, "Then get on your knees, and unzip my pants with your teeth. I think my cock wants to get sucked down your whore's throat."