The Gambling Debt (Strmas and Camille)

[Strmas]

Paulie and Vito moved over to the small newspaper kiosk in the Apartment lobby. One look from Vito and the owner was suddenly very busy arranging stacks of magazines and trying desperately not to look at the two men. Paulie made a knowing little smile to Vito, they could smell the man's fear even from over hear. Vito was good for that, he might not be much of a conversationalist but he was good for having people try really hard not to see you. It was like having your very own invisibility shield in one of those damn sci-fi show.
The spot was perfect, they could watch everyone coming in the doors and everyone using the elevators. This time of day not much traffic, most people had jobs or somewhere else to be, not hanging around an apartment, but they knew their little target would be along pretty soon. She always went out to meet some friends for morning coffee and came bopping back to the building between 10-10:30. Must be nice not to have to work. Well the little bimbo would be learning about work pretty soon.
He watched her stroll into the lobby a few minutes later, not a care in the world, heading toward the elevator. Paulie nodded to Vito and they silently filed in behind her, following her to the elevator bank, watching her press 20 as always. The empty elevator opened almost immediately and as she stepped on, Paulie quickly stepped on behind her. Vito moved and blocked the door, some old geezer wanting to get on might have just as well been trying to walk through a brick wall. Vito stepped in and Paulie pressed the close door shutting out the old geezer. The elevator began to rise. Paulie pressed the stop button freezing the elevator between floors and gave a little leering smile to the young woman.

 

[Camille]

Taking a quick glance at her wristwatch, Skye Roberts smiled to herself as she made her way through the lobby area carrying a bag of groceries in one arm and her pocket book in the other. Her heels clicked noisily against the tiled floor as she moved toward the elevators. Thankfully the quick dash to the super market that morning wasn't going to upset her daily routine and she was still very much on schedule. Her morning "java party" with Pam and Elaine had been quite uneventful, and now all Skye wanted to do was to return home to her apartment to watch her favorite soap opera's and afternoon talk shows.

The petite blonde had been too distracted with thoughts about what was happening on the next episode of "The Young and the Restless" to even notice who had stepped into the elevator along beside her. It was only after the elevator had come to a jolting and abrupt stop that she looked up to see the two men hovering dangerously close beside her. Their eyes were cold and piercing as they stared back at her and slowly they inched toward her. Skye was positive she had never seen either of them in her apartment building before and a state of panic began to rise up inside of her. She tried not to flinch away from them, but she could feel her entire body coil back a bit, wanting desperately to put more distance between herself and them as they stood there in the small space of the elevator. She swallowed nervously, hoping she was just reading them both all wrong. With a forced smile, she nodded slightly and spoke with a shaky voice.

"Hello". She clenched the sack of groceries tighter to her body and continued with her fumbling words. "Uh....there s-seems to be s-something wrong with the uh....ele...elevator?"

 

[Strmas]

Paulie moved a back from the elevator control panel herding the girl toward the corner. He turned to his partner, "Hey Vito, we got a fucking genius here, she figured out the elevator stopped all by herself!"
Vito just shrugged his massive shoulders, he never could figure out when Paulie really wanted an answer, better just to stay quiet.
Paulie shook his head in disgust at Vito and returned his gaze to Sky, stepping even closer to the frightened girl. "Well, let me give you a couple pieces of advice that might help a little genius bitch like you.", he put his finger at the edge of the bag of groceries and pulled alittle. The bag tore and items spilled out onto the elevator floor.
"First keep your little slut mouth shut until your told to speak. If your desperate to puse your mouth I'll have Vito put something better than words in your little mouth.", he pushed even closer backing her completely into the corner.
"Second, when you run up a debt, pay our fucking bills. Or mabe you think your too don't have to pay your debts? "
He turned his attention back to Vito, "Maybe she thinks the casino uses monopoly money, huh.", he looked into Vito's blank stare, "You know monopoly, play money? Ahhh", he waved his hand at Vito and turned back to Sky.
"You think its play money slut? Is that it? You think we're playing?", He turned back to Vito, "Hey Vito, she don't think were serious? Maybe you should show her we're serious."
Vito took a step toward the young girl but Paulie held out a hand and he stopped.
"No, I think she knows this is serious. Show me you think this is serious. Get on your knees."

 

[Camille]

Skye realized that the two men in the elevator were low-lifes who worked for the casino she had frequented weeks earlier. Her worst nightmare was quickly becoming a reality. She had hoped that Steve, the casino manager, would somehow smooth things over with his boss, giving her more time to come up with the money. Her gambling addiction was about to jeopardize her finances, her marriage, and possibly, her very life.

She cringed at Paulie's vehement words as they began threatening her if she did not pay back the money she owed. She gasped when he pulled at the bag of groceries she held in her arms, tearing the paper sack and spilling nearly all of it's contents onto the floor.

"Please..." She could feel her heart thumping wildly against her chest. Fear was rushing through her veins, the moment feeling very surreal. Her mouth had become dry, making it hard for Skye to form any words. "Please, I am...I am going to.....pay back the money I owe...every penny. I sw-swear."

But Paulie continued to taunt at her, hurling accusations at her insincerity at paying back the debt. She shook her head back and forth, her words becoming jumbled as her voice trembled. She pled with them to no avail.

"Show me you think this is serious. Get on your knees!"

Being in no position to bargain with them, Skye did as they told her to do. The two men had already backed her up in the corner of the small elevator, so she slowly let her body slide down the back wall, lowering herself to her knees.

"I...I know this is serious...I do" Tears were stinging the back of her eyes as she knelt there before the two thugs. She fought hard to keep them at bay, not wanting to show any weakness. "I will do anything to pay back my debt. Just please...my husband and my family can not know anything about this...please".

 

[Strmas]

Paulie turned his attention back to his partner, "See Vito, the little slut does understand." He bent lower, moving closer to the frightened woman. Suddenly his left hand shot out and he grabbed her blond hair, pulling her head back and forcing her eyes to meet his, "You bet your sweet little ass you're going to pay back every penny!", he growled looking into her wide eyes, "and do anything we tell you." He held her face inches away from his own, then suddenly let go of her hair and straighten up and looked down on her.

"This is just a little warning , a ..", he turned his attention back to Vito, "what did Tony call it?"

"A Courtesy call?", the big man said. Paulie looked back and shook his head in amazement, "Yeah, wow, Vito, you amaze me.", he turned his attention back to the kneeling girl, "Isn't he just fucking amazing?"

He reached down and grasped her face this time, holding her cheeks in his left hand. Again he forced her head back, making sure she looked right into his black eyes.

"You've got to 1 this afternoon to bring the money to the club. Unless your too busy." He turned back to Vito, still keeping a vice like grip on her face, "We don't want to interrupt her busy schedule do we Vito?"

He bent down very close to her face again, "No if it's not convenient for you to come to the club, Vito and I will be glad to come by and pick it up in your home. It's a special service we offer, we'll even entertain your hubby while we collect", he leered at her with an evil grin.
Paulie reached into his pocket and pulled out a small piece of paper, his fingers forced her lips apart and he shoved the paper into mouth.

"One o'clock princess. your choice where." Paulie restarted the elevator and pushed the next floor. The elevator stopped almost immediately and the doors opened on a empty floor. Paulie and Vito stepped off the elevator and looked back on the girl still on her knees as the doors closed and it resumed its climb to the 20th floor.

Paulie and Vito headed back downtown, Paulie smiled as he turned to Vito, "Maybe Tony will be in a sharing mood".

 

[Camille]

She stayed there on her knees for a few more minutes, unable to remove herself from the floor right away. She didn't budge an inch until she was certain the two men were well on their way and out from her sight. Then with trembling fingers, she removed the piece of paper that was stuffed inside her mouth and began unfolding it. She recognized what it was immediately: A copy of the IOU she had written and signed, stating she would pay back the $25,000.00 she owed in gambling debt. She read in total shock, the words that had been scribbled beneath her own writing.

"...with $7,500 interest?!!"

As she quickly closed the apartment door behind her, she began fastening every lock that was bolted onto it. Her head was spinning and she could barely breath. What the fuck have you done now, Skye? Suddenly feeling nauseous, she ran to the bathroom, making it just in time as she emptied up her morning coffee and bagel into the toilet.

In less than an hour, Skye had managed to come up with $4,500.00, using their rent money as well as maxing out two of her credit cards. She knew this amount didn't even come close to the interest she owed them, but she was certain that her friend Steve could buy her some more time if she gave him this first installment.

She parked her car next to the back entrance of the casino and ran in, a money bag clutched tightly in one hand, her car keys in the other. She found Steve at the bar having a few drinks with a co-worker, and quickly she pulled him off to a narrow hallway on one side of the room where they could have some privacy. She was nearly in tears, but she managed to explain to him her dire situation.

"Steve, two men came to my apartment building this morning and they threatened me if I didn't get the money I owed back here by 1:00 p.m. today." She looked around to make certain no one was around close enough to hear her. "They are going to hurt me...and my husband...and my family.. if you don't talk to your boss and convince him to give me more time." She was now frantically crying, tears pouring down both cheeks. "I just need more time, Steve...please....ya gotta help me!" She was clutching the front of his shirt unknowingly, her eyes pleading with the casino manager to help her keep the bad guys at bay.

 

[Strmas]

Steve Craseri quickly glanced over the tally sheet his pit boss brought him and initialed it, waving him away. Steve was the senior manager of the Dionysus Casino, an exclusive private club owned by the powerful Istacidi family. Steve had worked his way up the club becoming the right hand man of the chairman, Tony Istacidi who ran the entire family empire.

From his seat at the bar, Steve glanced at his watch and over at the private elevators at the rear of the casino that led to the "special" floors. Paulette had been sent up to the penthouse, the 'house' as everyone in the organization called it almost an hour ago and she still hadn't been sent back down. Tony normally didn't keep a simple 'maintenance' session nearly this long and that was making Steve nervous. And it was getting close to 1 drawing close to Skye's deadline. He dreaded to think what would happen if she was a no show. Tony had not been in a good mood lately. Well maybe Paulette was changing that. maybe not.

Suddenly the doors to the casino burst open and in ran Skye. She spotted Steve at the bar and ran over to him and pulled him over to a little hallway on one side of the bar. Steve listened to her frantic story as he clung to his shirt. Steve had heard a thousand stories from gamblers, men and woman, young and old. They never seemed to realize what they were risking until lady luck turned against them. but he always liked Skye. She was a little bundle of energy that he enjoyed just watching as she bounced over the gambling floor. He put his arm around her and gently led her over to a quiet alcove and sat her down in the couch and sat down next to her.
"Calm down Skye, it'll be alright", he said in a soothing voice as he gently patted her hands.

"Gail", he said turning to one of the serving girls passing nearby, "bring us a whiskey"

Gail hustled over to the bar and brought back a glass of single malt whiskey. He took the glass and waved Gail away, she quickly faded from sight. Steve put his arm around the shaking girl and let her cheek rest on his chest.

"Here Sky, this is a little stronger than you normally drink but I think you need it. Just take a little sip", he gently held the glass up to her lips, looking into her tear stained eyes. After she took a little sip, he put the glass down on the table and gently touched her face, moving her hair out of her eyes.

"I know that had to be scary, those two yahoos tend to get carried away. I wish I could have stopped that but Tony gets upset whenever anyone is late in a payment. He tends to take it as a personal insult and Tony is someone you don't want to insult."
He picked up the glass and fed her another small sip of the whiskey. He placed the glass back down and stroked her face again, he had to admit she felt good in his arms, then he shifted her face gently so her eyes met his.

"I won't lie to you, this is serious Skye. When the club extended you the 25Gs you promised to make it good. The club takes missing a payment or being late very seriously but", he patted her hands reassuringly, "it's nothing that we can't work out. You will be punished for not making the payment on time but that will just help remind you to be on time next week."

He could feel his words weren't reassuring her as he hoped. He gave her a little more of the whiskey.

"Listen honey, I know those two bozos made it seem like owing 25Gs was terrible but honestly the club doesn't care if you run up 5, 10, 50, or 100Gs as long as you make the vig payment every week they'll be happy. You just don't want to short Tony."
He felt her stiffen up next to her.
"You ... you do have the 7500, right?

 

[Camille]

Closing her eyes, Skye took another timid sip of the whiskey as it was held to her trembling lips. Steve was gentle as he tried to calm her down, but his words did very little to ease her fears or reassure her that everything was going to be okay. Her hands were still shaking beneath his as he held her close to him, explaining that as long as she made the interest payment each week, his boss wouldn't be too hard on her.

"You ... you do have the 7500, right?

Skye stared at the money bag lying there in her lap. Then she looked up at Steve, her face lined with fresh tears, her head shaking slowly back and forth. In a strained voice, she answered him. "No."

She was three thousand dollars short of the vig payment, but for all practical purposes, it might as well of been three million dollars as there was no way she was going to be able to produce either amount. A quiet sob escaped her lips as she continued, "There has to be some other way for me to pay back this money. I have part of it...$4,500.00, but" Then she unzipped the bag and grabbed the wad of bills that had been stuffed inside, handing it over to him. "It's all I have, Steve. Please...you have to buy me some more time.....please."

 

[Strmas]

Steve let the wad of cash fall into his lap as his hand continued to hold the whiskey glass and his other arm held Skye close. he swallowed a big gulp of the whiskey. "3 large light", he thought, Tony was going to go ballistic! He looked at the vulnerable girl as tears slowly ran down her face. She didn't have a clue what was in store for her,

"Skye, 4,500? Do you have any idea how much trouble you're in?", that just made more tears come, "Ok, ok, here drink some more", he put the glass to her lips and this time tipped the glass so she had to take a real swallow of it. He shook his head looking at her. There really wasn't anything to think about, he needed to take her up to Tony and let him know. Then it would be up to Tony and the likes of Paulie and Vito to get their money back from her, or its value from her, one way or another. Yes he should take her up to the house right away but ... feeling her lean next to him felt good, really good. The way she looked up to him with those tears made something stir in him. An image came to his mind, Skye in the Kennel, he pushed it away. "Steve", he thought, "Don't do anything dumb. It's not your problem. She's a big girl". But she didn't look like a big girl huddled next to him looking at him for some way out.

"Any chance you can come up with the 3 grand today?"

 

[Camille]

Clasping her own hands around his as he offered up the drink once more, Skye took a larger gulp, coughing and sputtering as the warm, amber liquid burned it's way down into her tummy. She was as white as a sheet. A trembling hand came up to cover her mouth as she fought back the urge to spew it right back up. Glancing over at him, she answered his question.

"Today? No, no way. Not unless..." She paused, her mind mulling over the possibilities. "Not unless I was to ask my father-in-law for the money, but even then, there's no guarentee that he would give it to me. Mikes dad doesn't even like me much. He never did." She searched Steve's face, looking for answers. Steve had always treated her so kindly when she came to play at the casino. He was, in part, one of the reasons she returned to the casino time and time again. Yes, she had a gambling addiction. The $25,000.00 tab she now owed wasn't brought about because she enjoyed the drinks and horderves at the Dionysus bar and grill. Skye was constantly chasing the "big win". But there was also the special friendship she had developed with Steve. He was always so attentive and wonderful to her. He would look after her the whole time she was there, making sure she had everything she needed. And the fact that he was quite handsome was just an added bonus.

Skye saw the concerned look on Steve's face and tried to give him a small smile, but it was very brief. "What will your boss do to me, Steve?" She chewed on her bottom lip with worry, her eyes wide and frightened. Then she asked, "What will happen to me when he finds out I can't come up with the money?" She laid her head on his shoulder and whispered, "I've never been so scared in my entire life."

 

[Strmas]

Steve nodded as she told him she couldn't come up with the money today, he had already known that but considering what was coming he had to ask. Then she asked what he had been dreading, "What was Tony going to do to her". He took the glass from her and drained what was left and then signaled to Gail to bring them a refill.

Gail whisked back in forth in a minute putting the fresh glass of whiskey in front of them. Steve didn't look at her and just starred at the whiskey for a few more minutes and then took another swallow.

He turned and faced Skye again. "When someone is late, Tony will punish her up in the penthouse. Or maybe have Paulie punish her as he watches. If she's just late she'll be reminded to get the next payment on time and then sent home. If she's short ..:, he stopped and took another swallow, then fed her a swallow of the whiskey.

"if she's short they have a special bar 2 flights up called the kennel. It's an employee lounge. The late girl is sent to the kennel, in restraints, and she serves a 6 hour shift where she pleases anyone and everyone in the lounge, however they want."

"One shift in the kennel is usually enough to ensure she's never short again."

 

[Camille]

The alcohol was taking it's effect, quieting Skye down and allowing her to calmly listen to Steve as he explained what was going to happen to her. Her blue eyes rounded slightly as she heard him tell her she would have to pleasure everyone there, however they wanted to be pleased. Everything inside of Skye told her to bolt and run, but she knew they'd only catch her eventually. She did not want to experience any of this, but she needed the nightmare to be over.


After a quick glance at her watch, noting it was only a few minutes past the 1:00 p.m. deadline, she let out a long, ragged breath. Her husband wouldn't be home from the office until late that evening, 9:00 p.m. at the earliest. A six hour shift would have her back home in plenty of time to welcome him home.


She tossed a few more gulps of liquid courage to the back of her throat, then spoke with the whiskey heavy on her breath. "I can do this." She cleared her throat and swallowed hard, her gaze cast downward at the drink held in her hand, not wanting to look Steve in the eye for fear her own would belie her sudden gained confidence and bravery. "I'll get my punishment over with, and then I'll work on getting the rest of the money together."


Sitting the drink down on the table in front of her, she stood up and turned around to face her friend. "So...I suppose we get this show on the road?"

 

[Strmas]

"There's some steel in this kid", thought Steve as she stood up. Turning her over to her fate tore at his guts but he was very limited in what he could do. But in his mind he could see that little weasel Paulie using her, it made his blood boil thinking of it.

"Sky sit down a minute", he said softly. After she was seated next to him again he looked at her closely, "So pretty", he thinks. "Things might have to go down the way I said. It's how Tony works. It's not really about the money to Tony. It's about controlling people and making them do his will."

Steve takes her hand in his. "I like you Skye, I always have." He takes a deep breath, "There might be a way I can buy you a little time. If I ask Tony to give you to me if I guarantee you'll repay the loan. Tony is the boss and what he says goes but I have some influence in the family. Tony will look bad if he doesn't grant me a favor after all I've done for the family. If it works, it won't change some things. You'll still be punished for being late and you'll still have to pay the 25Gs back and future interest but they should forgive the short for today."

"He took a sip of the whiskey and then handed the glass back to Skye. "The down side is Tony will feel like he is being cheated and he'll look for a way to get even with us both. And if we don't come up with the money next week we'll both be in trouble."

He reaches over and touches Sky's face softly, "And you will belong to me."

 

[Camille]

Steve's willingness to try and buy Skye more time with the boss gave her a renewed hope. She sat there listening to his idea, her heart warmed by how concerned he was about her and by his sudden admission that he really did like her. She was amazed that the man was ready to put himself, his job, his very own life, on the line...for her.

"Oh, Steve..." Suddenly the tears threatened to well back up, but she held them back once more. "I don't want to cause you more trouble than I have already have." She looked at him with such sadness in her eyes as his hand brushed gently across her cheekbone. "You would be taking a big risk, and I couldn't bare to see you get hurt because of my mistakes."

In that very moment, Skye realized that she, too, felt something more than just a physical attraction for Steve. It wasn't love, but it was definately a powerful pull toward him. She couldn't put a word to it, she only knew that she wanted to be closer to him...and to please him.

"And you will belong to me."

She wasn't all together sure what he meant by those words. Was he telling her she would have to leave her husband and go be with him? Would he treat her differently, like something he had purchased and paid for, giving him exclusive rights to do with her as he pleased? Such thoughts went scrambling through her head, leaving her feeling quite overwhelmed by it all. She gently squeezed the hand that still held hers.

"Alright. Then tell me what we need to do now."

 

[Strmas]

Steve smiled at her, they were entering dangerous waters but he felt a definite thrill, he had thought more than once of having Skye and now she was giving herself to him. Whether Skye understood the real meaning of 'you belong to me', he wasn't sure but if they were going to pull this off she would have to play her role convincingly. And if he was going to put his head on the chopping block she was going to play it for real!

"First, you're going to have to be convincing, so Tony doesn't think this is some scam for you not to pay. Your actions are going to have to say that you are now owned and you will have to telegraph that your place is to serve and to please me. Anyone touching you is taking something from me."

He squeezed her hand again, he knew this was a new world for her, "Getting past Tony is only the first part, then we have to come up your vig every week. I don't intend to have to put my neck on the line every week so we're going to find a way to erase that entire debt. I have some ideas on that but first we need to survive this afternoon. From now on you do what I say, without question. When we go upstairs, you speak only when spoken to and you listen only to me or Tony, unless I tell you to listen to someone else. When we get up there you'll kneel next to me without being told and stay on your knees until I tell you to get up."

"I am not playing here Skye, when I say 'you will belong to me' that is what I mean. You'll have your home life but when I want you, you will come to me".

He looked at her and then drew her close to him and kissed her, deep and hard.

 

[Camille]

Skye had sat there listening to his every word. His voice had taken on a slightly different tone as he began to explain to her what it was she needed to do. And there was something in the way he spoke to her that made her know this was all too serious. He was confident, but not cocky or arrogant. He made her understand that there would be dire consequences if she didn’t do exactly as he told her to do. Steve was commanding her to perform her part to a T, but at the same time, she could sense that he was trying his best not to frighten her at the new role she was about to take on.


"I am not playing here Skye, when I say 'you will belong to me' that is what I mean. You'll have your home life but when I want you, you will come to me".


Goose pimples rose over her entire body at hearing those words. She did want him sexually, if nothing else. She had always been faithful to her husband, but Steve was unleashing some dark desires that had been hidden away for far too long. Silently she feared that she might be taking on more than she could handle, but she would say nothing to Steve. She trusted him, although she wasn’t quite sure why. She had no other options at this point.


A small whimper escaped her as Steve’s mouth found hers in a crushing kiss. The kiss left her breathless, her body trembling. It was the deepest kiss she could remember. Suddenly she pushed back at his chest with both palms, breaking away from the kiss and his embrace, letting out a bit of nervous laughter.


“Okay, I think that should be enough to convince your boss this is the real deal.”

 

[Strmas]

He stood up and held out his hand to her and pulled her up next to him. He could still taste her on his lips but he pushed those thoughts down, now he needed to concentrate.

He led her over to the cashier window. Taking the cash from her he handed it to the girl behind the window.

"Put this on the Roberts account, Linda. And give me the file."
Linda handed him the file while she quickly ran the cash through an electronic counting machine and printed out a receipts. Steve took the folder and made a brief notation on the sheet and handled it back to Linda. Her eyes opened wide as she saw what was written on the file.

"Just put the receipt in the file, Linda."

"Yes, sir", she said stapling it to the sheet giving Skye a quizzical look, as she handed the file back to Steve.

"We're heading up to the house".

"Come on", he said taking Skye by the elbow, he steered her to the elevators.

The elevator opened immediately and Steve ushered Skye into the elevator. he used his key and the elevator started a slow climb to the top floor. Steve could feel his heart pounding in his chest. The elevator seemed to take an eternity, "just remember what I said and keep your head about you, he said and then pulled her hard to him and kissed her again.

The doors opened and he stepped out bringing her into the penthouse proper. It was a huge room, dominated by a large desk in the center behind which sat Tony Istacidi, the dominating power behind the Istacidi family and founder of the Dionysus Club. He toyed with a leather crop he held in his hand.

On one side of the desk was a heavy wooden horse, similar to one you would find in a gym but with many more small rings in the horse legs. In front of the desk sat a small wooden dais about a foot high and 3 feet in diameter. A young girl with long red hair knelt on the dais facing Tony with her back to Steve and Skye. She had on a medium length white dress with the top pulled down. The girl knelt upright with her hand behind her back, Her skirt was pulled up and tucked in her waist, revealing a bare bottom that was bright red covered with deep welts. There was a sofa against the other wall where Paulie and Vito sat, enjoying their view of the poor girl.

Steve led her toward the desk, stopping next to the dais. The girl briefly looked at them, she held a leather belt in her mouth, her eyes were red with tears. Steve glanced at Skye, just as Paulie's familiar voice broke the silence, "Hey look Vito, it's the fucking genius come to entertain us!".

 

[Camille]

The look that the cashier had given Skye hadn’t gone unnoticed. Skye had no clue as to what Steve had scribbled on her file, but it was apparently something very noteworthy. She returned the cashiers nosey regard with a forced smile, then turned on her heels and followed Steve to the elevator door.

His second kiss was shorter, but every bit as intense and passionate. Skye wasn’t sure if he kissed her in an effort to quieten her fears or if it was meant to calm his own. All she knew was that his kisses made her dizzy and weak-kneed. Her body swayed against him and she clutched tightly with both hands to his tuxedo jacket in order to hold herself steady. She opened her warm lips to his as his tongue darted inside her mouth. The man definitely had cast a spell over her. She wanted him. She knew it was wrong to be married to one man and yet desire another, but God so help her, she did. She would go to hell and back for this man if he asked her to. She returned his kiss with equal fervor, sucking on his tongue, pulling him deeper inside of her mouth before it ended.


The elevator doors opened and Steve ushered her confidently into the penthouse. Skye quickly scanned the contents of the large room. Her gaze instantly fell upon the man sitting behind the expensive Mahogany desk. Her heart sank as she noted the leather crop flicking back and forth in his hands and the menacing way he looked at them both as they began to move closer to him. Her eyes darted over to the beautiful woman who was knelt there on the platform, her ivory skin marred with fresh, red welts. Her clothes were bunched up around her waist leaving very little to the imagination. For only a brief second or two, Skye caught the woman’s glance out of the corner of her eye and she could see the terror and pain held in them. Skye was frightened beyond belief. Obviously, the unfortunate woman had been beaten with the crop, or perhaps the leather strap that she held between her teeth, she wasn’t sure. Not wanting to bring more harm to the girl, Skye averted her eyes back to the floor directly in front of her, trying to hold herself together and not give in to the strong urge to turn and bolt for the door.


When she felt Steve's eyes upon her, she knew it was her cue to show that he owned her. Obediently, she lowered herself to the floor beside him. The black leather dress she wore made it a bit difficult to get down on both knees, but she managed to get into and hold the position. She sat back on her haunches, keeping her eyes lowered and her head bowed. She flinched outwardly when she recognized the voice of one of the thugs who had been to her apartment earlier that day, threatening her. She hadn't noticed either of them sitting in the back of the room when she first entered the house. They were hidden in the shadows, obviously watching the redhead as she was being whipped and beaten.


"Hey look Vito, it's the fucking genius come to entertain us!".


She hoped Steve and his boss didn’t see her startled reaction to the slime ball’s remark. She closed her eyes and let out a long ragged breath. And then…


...she waited.

 

[Strmas]

Steve looked at Paulette, the pleading in her eyes was easy to read, "Problem with Paulette boss?", he asked.

"One of the guest in the VIP rooms complained he didn't think she was happy to be there."

Paulette whimpered softly, keeping her head down.

"So", said Tony leaning back in his chair and looking at Skye, "this is Mrs. Roberts. All paid up I assume and here to discuss her lateness?"

"No", said Steve, "it's light." He placed the folder on Tony's desk.

Tony scowled at her as he picked up the folder, "I thought you two explained the facts of life to her.", he growled at Paulie and Vito.

"Hey I warned you sweetie", laughed Paulie, "maybe the kennel will make things clearer."

Tony looked like he was about say something when he abruptly stopped and starred at the folder. "Shut up you morons", he snapped at Paulie then turned to Steve, "Steve, I agree she looks like a nice piece but ... this is crazy man. You want the little slut, fine, I'll send her to the kennel and you can have her for the first hour. Hell I'll give her to you exclusively for the first 2 hours."

Steve shrugged, "Unless my marker isn't good here anymore, Tony, I'm going to use it and buy her. I always wanted a pet."

"Whoa, the Steve man!", exclaimed Paulie.

Tony turned to them, "Paulie you and Vito take Paulette back down. Give her a little test to see if she's happy enough and then send her home."

"Sure thing boss!", Paulie got up and walked over to the dais with Vito following hm. He took the belt from her mouth and then grasped her hair with his other hand. "Come on doggie.

He led her on all 4s, using her long hair like a leash over to the elevators. As the doors opened and the three entered, a sharp 'crack' sounded from the elevator followed by a yelp.

"Let's see how well the doggie can beg for her treat", they heard as the elevator closed and Tony, Skye and Steve were left alone in the penthouse.

"Steve, I love you like a brother, but there's no way I'm going to let 25Gs walk".

"She'll pay back the 25 large and the vig every week until its paid off. I'm guaranteeing the debt now. But I think I should get house loan rates, since it's mine now"

"No, since it's you I'll drop the rest of this weeks vig but the late penalty stands and it stays at 20% going forward. And you, slut. You understand what you're agreeing too and you understand what being late means?"

 

[Camille]

Tony Istacid looked to be a man in his early 50’s. It was the hair that had caught Skye’s attention at first. It was a rich salt and pepper color, perfectly combed back and away from his face. There wasn't a strand out of place. Although he could easily be described as a handsome man, there was also something very dark and sinister about his looks. His face was aggressive with strong features, clouded by a brooding sensuality.



Skye wasn’t certain on how she was going to answer him. She knew he was a hard, ruthless businessman who commanded total loyalty and obedience. And she also knew she had to convince him that she understood the seriousness of situation. She fidgeted slightly as she stared down at her hands. Slowly, she brought her head up until her blue eyes fell directly in line with his darker ones. Swallowing nervously, she gave a quick glance up at Steve who stood there stoically beside her. He looked down, giving her a slight nod, letting her know it was okay for her to answer Mr. Istacid. Turning back to the boss, she spoke timidly, a slight tremor laced in her words.


“Ye..yes, I do.” She swallowed again, her mouth becoming dry. “I understand that… I will be punished if I am late.” She looked back up at Steve, his eyes boring softly into hers. She spoke again, but kept her eyes locked on Steve, wanting him to know how serious she was at repaying her debt.

“I can assure you...that..I’ll be on time….” Then turning her eyes back to the boss she added. “Sir.”

 

[Strmas]

Tony turned to Steve, "I still think your crazy Steve but you claim her. Teach her the cost of being late."

Steve didn't even acknowledge Tony had spoken, his attention was completely focused on Skye. Part of his words might have been an act to convince Tony he was serious but he would be lying to himself if he denied the thought of punishing Skye, of her surrendering to his discipline, didn't excite him more than anything he could remember. He moved next to her, opened her top and then slid the top down below her breasts. Next he unhooked her bra and slowly removed it, revealing her pert, firm breast. he couldn't resist slowly caressing her breast as he moved around her. Her skin, the feel of her on his finger tips drove him crazy but he forced himself to focus.

He gripped her arms just above the elbows and with a gentle but firm pull he signaled he wanted her on her feet. He slid his hands down her forearms, letting his fingertips lightly dance on her soft skin until they reached her wrist. He grasped both wrists and firmly pulled them behind her back. He raised the hem of her dress, rolling it up and then tucking it in about her waist, revealing a very sexy pair of panties, but only for a moment. He hocked his thumbs inside the panties at each hip and slowly pushed them down her shapely legs. Ever so slowly, inch by inch he lowered them, dropping to one knee behind her so he could bring them all the way to her toes. he was close enough that he could gently breathe on her, letting his breath gently caress the silky skin on the back of her legs. One by one he took an ankle in his hand and raised a foot just enough to slip the panties over her heels. He wadded up the panties and put them in his jacket pocket. As he stood back to his full height he ran his fingertips slowly up her leg, first her calve, then they lingered brushing the sensitive skin behind her knees before making a slow, twirling climb up the back of her thighs. When they were just below the curve of her bottom, he let them slide between her legs for a second and briefly touch the warm moist flesh of her inner lips.

Then he was behind her once more, his breath on her neck, "Come", he commanded in a soft voice, but a tone that left no room to argue. One hand entwined both her wrists behind her back, hold them firmly while the other was on her hip, guiding her off the dais and over to the horse. he maneuvered her slowly, gently, but with a grip like iron about her wrists. He positioned her so she faced the horse, her bare thighs touching the soft padding that covered the horse, her back toward Tony and his desk. He dropped on one knee again and picked up a small set of fur lined wrist restraints which he bucked on each of her wrists and then fastened them together at the small of her back with metal ring connector. Next he carressed the iside of each of her ankles, enjoying the feel of her skin and the scent of her bound before him. He buckled another set of leather cuffs on her ankle, they were very looself tethered to the legs of the horse but as soon as she was bucked in the ankle restraints he began turning a wheel on the horse legs. The tether took up all the slack and then began to slowly pull Skye's leges apart until they were fast against the inside of the horse's legs. He stood and walked slowly until he stood in front of her. looking into her eyes. He gently caressed her face, letting his fingers slide on her cheek, "Such an exquisite beauty", he thought, admiring her.

He withdrew a small cloth bag from his inner jacket pocket and emptied it into his palm. He let her look at the shiny silver clamps and attached together on a silver chain for a moment. Letting her know what was coming. He gently caressed first he left nipple and then he opened one of the clamps, placed it over her nipple and let it ever so slowly close and grasp her nipple. Then he repeated the process, clamping her right nipple. The other end of the chain he slowly pulled down to the floor, making her bend fully over the horse and lower her head as far as she could. He attached it to a small elastic cord on the foot of the horse, leaving some, but not much, slack on the chain. he walked slowly around, carressing her sides, back, and bottom until he stood behind her.

"After today, not making a payment on time will be something you will NEVER wish to do", he said in a low but firm voice as he patted her bottom gently.

 

[Camille]

The touch of Steve’s hand against the material of her dress caused Skye to flinch, but she quickly regained her composure as she knelt there before him. She kept her eyes lowered as he pushed the top of her dress down and away from her shoulders, exposing the twin full breasts that seemed to rise and fall with each deep breath she took. The cool air of the room bathed across her warm, ivory skin and she shivered softly. At that moment, a part of her wanted to beg Steve to stop, but there was a bigger part of her that wanted him to go on. Her flesh was not only exposed to Steve, but also to a man who sat across the desk, whose menacing, cold stare held steadfast as he watched the scene unfold before him. Skye felt more than uncomfortable. She was very afraid of the dangerous man who demanded that she be punished for her lateness in repaying her debt. She wasn’t altogether sure what lay in store for her in the next few moments, but it was looking as though her ordeal was about to mirror the young woman’s who was just moments earlier led out from the room on a dog leash.


Skye stood up as Steve directed her, closing her eyes as he lifted the bottom half of her dress. He proceeded to remove the black lacy panties, exposing fully her freshly shaven mound. Skye trembled as he knelt behind her. With his assistance, she slowly stepped out of the undies, barely able to stand and keep her balance as both of her legs threatened to buckle beneath her. She briefly had to place one hand on Steve’s shoulder to steady herself, but then quickly regained her footing and returned both hands behind her back where Steve had placed them. Skye was feeling many things. And she was confused. She realized that although she was scared senseless at what was happening to her, she was also very turned on. The rational side of her brain thought it strange to feel so much excitement and pleasure while at the same time, feeling so much shame and vulnerability.


Steve finished disrobing her and summoned her to follow him over to the leather-clad bench waiting a few feet away. She had been so aroused by the intimacy of his hands on her body that she actually felt her clit begin to throb between her womanly folds. With a shallow breath and a wildly thumping heartbeat, Skye found it impossible to conceal her renewed anxiety and fear as she walked up to the horse. Her wide eyes looked questionably at Steve as he began to harness her to the apparatus, starting with her tiny wrists being bound behind her in a pair of soft, furry hand cuffs. His soothing caress to her ankles and calves helped somewhat to calm her nerves, and she tried to focus only on his touch as he bound her in the leather restraints. Her stance widened as he cranked the handle that tightened the tethers.


Their eyes locked as Steve came around to stand before her. The unexpected caress of his hand as he brushed it gently along the side of her face brought tears to her eyes. She watched as he pulled something from his suit pocket and began emptying the contents of a small bag onto the palm of his hand for her to examine. At first, she couldn’t know what the silver chains that held clamps on each end were used for, or what they were about. But she quickly learned what they were designed for as Steve softly pinched and caressed a strawberry nipple just before placing one of the tiny clamps onto the stiff peak that jutted out from a full, ripe breast. She squirmed at the sudden pressure on her nipple. Closing her eyes, she quietly shuddered, but never made a whimper. After he had affixed the second clamp on her other nipple, he gently pulled her body over the horse, attaching the other end of the chains to the floor. Skye exhaled slowly as his hand resumed it’s slow soothing stroke to her soft, milky flesh, his hand gliding over the exposed rounded backside. She felt the warmth and the pain rush through her body. It was that mixture of pleasure and pain that sent tiny waves of ecstasy directly to her pussy.


"After today, not making a payment on time will be something you will NEVER wish to do”.



The only sound heard inside in the large room was the sound of Skye’s breathing as her body lay stretched over the horse, her hands and legs bound, making it impossible for her to move. She tried to remain calm, breathing slowly in and exhaling through her mouth, but it wasn’t working. Her heavy breathing saturated the room. She could no longer see either of the men, her back now to the both of them and the bench blocking her view. Was this something she was going to have to endure each time Steve bid her to come to him? Was this what was meant by being owned by another? Could this be the attraction of owning a “pet”? Skye held her breath as she listened for Steve’s footsteps. What was he going to do now? The brief pause and unnerving silence could only mean one thing: Things were about to get more intense…

 

[Strmas]

Steve stood behind the helpless young woman, slowly running his fingertips up her side, then down her lower back, enjoying the sight, feel, and smell of her. Stored in the horse's compartments were a small collection of paddles and straps, with a much more complete collection in a storeroom a few steps away. Most of the others at the club preferred to use various implements to tame their pets. Steve had no qualms about using even the most severe implements but his favorite implement was his hand. The intimate connection of bare palm to bare bottom created a personal bond like no other and he knew its effectiveness matched any paddle.

He began to gently run his left hand's fingers up and down the small of her back while his right hand gently caressed the soft tender flesh of her outer lips, tracing a line from the start of her crease up to the edge of her anus and then back down. As he reached the bottom of her lips he raised his arm is a slow arc and then brought it down with sudden speed, his large open hand smacking hard and loud on her left cheek. He began a slow rhythm raising his hand slowly above his waist and the bringing it down with startling speed to explode on her exposed bottom. He started by alternating between her cheeks left, right, left, each stroke being delivered with a slight twist as he struck, always targeting the underside of her bottom, close to where her bottom met her upper thighs. Then he began to slowly walk the smacks up a little higher on her backside but never falling above an imaginary line marked by the height of her anus.

Every 10 slaps he paused and gently ran his fingertips over her bottom before letting his fingers slide down her outer lips again before starting the next set of spanks. Each set he increased the temp slightly and raised his arm a little higher bringing it down a little faster, making each one sting a little more. After the first set he could see Skye's bottom turning a light shade of red. After the third set there was a nice bright red glow. As he finished the 30th smack and his fingers started their slow slide down her crease he let his fingers slide inside Skye for the first time, gently probing the moist recesses of her sex before slowly withdrawing, raising his hand and beginning the next set. This time his hand struck the sensitive skin of her inner thigh where it joined her buttocks and he alternated the hard slaps between her thighs before ending with the last three strokes going across both cheeks.

His left hand began its own slow march across her body even as his right hand delivered spank after spank. Steve's left hand slowly slid across her back, over her side and then above her belly just beyond where her hips rested on the bench. As he finished the stinging slapping of her thighs his fingers began a deeper exploration of her wet pussy, finding her clit for the first time he began to slowly squeeze and rub it between his thumb and forefinger as his fingers o his left hand began to stroke her nipple where the cruel clamp bit into it.
"you will NEVER be late again!", he said in a deep voice as he began spanking her bottom again, this time each stroke feel on the same spot, smack after smack, burring the truth into her.

He bent low over her so his lips were nuzzling her ear even as the spanking continued, "You belong to me, body and soul, my pet!"
And then with one last gigantic smack he stopped and gently carressed her swollen lips.

"Do you understand my pet?"

 

[Camille]

Skye was not at all disillusioned by the brief few seconds of tenderness that Steve had given her while his hand caressed her intimately, becoming more familiar with her body. His gentle touch left her aching for more, but she shivered knowing he was about to deliver some pain to her quivering flesh.


The captive woman was determined not to make a sound as she felt the first crack of his hand against the soft curve of her upturned ass. Skye's body jerked forward across the horse as the fiery sting permeated her tender skin. The leg and wrist cuffs prevented her from moving very far, maybe an inch or so, before they snapped her right back into place, holding her firm and rendering her totally helpless. Her reflex response was to tug hard at the restraints, thinking she could somehow loosen their grip, but it wasn’t happening. Both of her fists were closed tightly as the second and third slaps of an opened hand smacked harder still against her backside. She screamed out a loud obscenity. “FUCK!”


Clenching her jaw, she tried to stop herself from cursing again, not wanting to do or say anything that might make her punishment last longer or make it more severe. Her creamy flesh rippled with each bounce of Steve’s hand. No longer able to hold back the emotions, Skye lowered her head and began to sob, the tears sliding hotly down both of her cheeks that were now a deep crimson, much like the color of her ass cheeks.


Skye couldn’t know how many strikes she would be given. Nor could she know how sopping wet her pussy had become. Steve’s finger probed her hot, drenched pussy. The embarrassment she felt with him knowing how amazingly wet she had become was slightly over-shadowed by the continued torture he was administering to her inner thighs. Over and over he swatted the sensitive flesh. Her nipples were swollen and throbbing, the sore flesh stretching each time Skye jerked and bucked against the restraints. Her pain was unbelievable.


“OWWWWWW!!! PLEEAASEEE!! Please….” She was on her toes, her legs shaking as she pleaded with him. Just when she thought she could stand no more, Steve’s hands began to touch her clit, the hard, swollen nub seemingly throbbing with a life all it’s own between his fingers. She was still pleading with him, but only this time, it wasn’t for him to stop, but it was more of begging for his permission to allow her to come, her lower tummy coiled up tightly, needing to find a release. She moaned and then whimpered pitifully as his other hand found a tethered nipple, massaging the puckered flesh until it brought a soft cry from her trembling lips.


“Please…” The words she spoke were just barely above a whisper, repeating over and over.. “Please…please....please...”


"You will NEVER be late again!"


Hearing his voice, combined with the sudden sting of his warm palm once again, Skye climaxed. Her body shuddered and her eyelashes fluttered softly against her tear stained cheeks. She was no longer in control of her own body. He was. She continued to cry softly, her whole being flooded with a mirage of mixed emotions.


"You belong to me, body and soul! Do you understand my pet?"


It took a few seconds for her to calm down, the tears finally subsiding and her labored breath quieting. Slowly she nodded her head as she answered.


“Yes, Sir.” She took a deep breath, then continued. “I'll never be late again, Sir.”

 

[Strmas]

He felt her pussy suddenly grip his fingers and then tremors shook her body as he felt her cum against him. He grabbed her hair and pulled her head back so her tear stained eyes looked directly into his.

"No pet", he spoke firmly in a low voice, just above a growl,' you cum ONLY when i tell you. Only with MY permission!" he knew her mind was befuddled with a flood of new sensations and feelings but he had no intention on letting her think she had ANY control here. His hand came down hard across her bottom again, S M A C K!!!!!!

"You cum when I tell you to cum. Only when I tell you. Do you understand pet?"

He then bent down and kissed her hard, tasting her lips and sucking her tongue into his mouth. He slowly moved around in front of her and released the clamp on her left nipple. he kissed her nipple tenderly and then sucked it into his mouth. Then he released her right nipple and then kissed and caressed it. Next he moved behind her again and unbuckled her ankle restraints. he gently pulled her up to her feet, turning her around so she stood next to him facing Tony, her hands still bound helplessly behind her back, her breast naked and exposed. Steve pushed her dress down completely, so she stood completely naked before them.

"Kneel, slave", she said softly but with no doubt in his voice.

Tony chuckled looking at the Skye then reached into a drawer and pulled out a collar and tossed it to Steve. "A present, if she's owned, see that she looks owned.

Steve put the leather collar around Skye's throat and slowly buckled it shut.

"You belong to me pet. Completely and totally. Now thank Tony for being generous with your bill."