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Golden Blackmail (Lucid & Anansi)

He stood there looking to her before he watched as she picked it up and began rolling. Placing his hands behind him he let her bit away before lapping at the bit of blood on his lip with the tip of his tongue. Tilting his head he snickered and then shook his head before he looked directly at the camera. His eyes were rather hard and cold before he looked at the floor not moving or responding. He knew how she wanted to play and that was fine but she could play it that way all she wants however she couldn't make him reciprocate.

"Go ahead show someone." He replied with a snicker before he looked over and then upward the ceiling. He began counting the beams in the raised ceiling before he looked back to her and stepped back. "Are you done?"
 
"I don't need your permission." She said in response to him challenging her to show someone. "You'll know when I'm done."

She went away from his lips, focusing her attention on his neck. Even that part of him seemed muscular to her. Mia began to suck the skin with a surprising gentleness, but that quickly turned into teeth hitting flesh. This time she didn't bite hard enough to draw blood, but enough to leave obvious marks over what transpired. She started from his jawline, went near his adam's apple, and finished off with a bite to his collarbone.

She might not have put all of her strength behind it, but her mouth was already tired. Instead of biting, she moved onto licking. She moved to the front of his collarbone, licking and lapping at the gap that connected both bones. Her mouth worked downward, playing with his masculine breasts. It probably wasn't as sensitive as other parts of his body, but this was about her pleasure, not his. As she explored them, she left a saliva trail that was the same width of her mouth. She settled her attention on one of his nipples, and she slowly sucked it, looking up at him with feverish eyes. Perhaps they reflected her arousal, or maybe it was just the anger that continued to burn without restraint within her.

"I'm not bad, right? Whether you like it or not, I will make you react." She lifted up the camera to strengthen her point.
 
"I see, so you're saying you're no better than whoever hurt you. Good to know." He said with a smirk before she moved downward.

He felt her move down to nip and bite at his neck and sighed softly as he ran his fingers down the back of her hair then pulled back as he looked upward and began just ignoring the sensation of the bites as they trailed down slowly.
"Come on princess, we've done nothing illegal yet." He said curtly before he leaned back into the chair and looked down at her with a soft laugh and a shake of his head. "Ooo that's nice." He teased as she moved lower lapping and suckling as she moved down his nipple hardened slightly.
"So what you're saying in court you'll be admitting to blackmail if it ever comes down to it." He replied with a soft chuckle. "Your honor I was coerced by a minor, I mean who knows what else she'd have pulled. Or you know they could wonder about the man just outside of camera range holding a gun, or any number of other theories." He replied to her with a sncker.
 
"Theories go both ways. In the end it would come down to who has the better lawyer. Besides, I would keep your ideas to yourself. You don't want to give me the idea of bringing a gun into the situation, do you? In this neighborhood, they're easier to get a hold of than an education."

Mia straddled his lap, her eyes still glaring at him with a scary expression. She wasn't very intimidating when she was still wearing pig tails, or a cute bra, or considering that she was short to begin with. She grabbed onto his hair, moving his head downwards so she could nip the bridge of his nose. It was her own way of warning him that she didn't appreciate his jibes. She was determined to break him in, maybe not as a pet, but at least to a point where he wouldn't talk back to her so easily.

Her jean covered hips began moving against his underwear. The button and fly on her jeans were opened, but not pulled down yet. They were tight on her, especially in this position, so it was annoying. She seemed more focused on him than on herself, though. Mia embraced him, not as a kind gesture, but to rub her hardened nipples poking through her bra against him. If he could stop himself from reacting to such stimulation, it would be impressive indeed.
 
"Ah but what about the man there with a gun." He said with a smirk before he leaned in to whisper to her. "The more you try without hiding the camera its going to look like I was coerced. A delinquent student getting a bit of revenge, who knows I may even be seen as a victim." He said softly. Leaning back he looked to her. "You don't have to do this. You know you could just walk away, I won't tell anyone." He said with a soft pouting clearly provocative expression.

As she straddled him he left his hands to his sides and watched as she tried to intimidate him trying his hardest not to laugh before he put on a somber expression as she nipped at him. He could tell what she was attempting but part of it was saddening to him.

He could feel himself hardening slightly it was a physiological reaction after all but it was a rather slow process. As she embraced him he whispered. "Oh if you'd only turn it off I could show you some real fun." He hissed into her ear low enough that he knew the camera wouldn't pick up. "I would kiss and stroke you in ways to make you forget whoever it was that hurt you." He teased before he leaned back looking at her. "Its not too late." He said trying his best to sound as though he were pleading.
 
She abruptly stood up. "Fine, I'll give in. You can stop begging."

Mia put the camera on the table, facing it away from them. She pressed a button, the device making a few whirling sounds before the green light turned red. However, if Jonas paid attention to detail, he would remember that there was nothing lit on the camera when she brought it.

She plopped down on his lap, acting offended. "You drive a hard bargain. You're as stubborn as me. It's really unfair. I'm the one who offered up all of this pleasure in your life. It was going to benefit the both of us, you know? You keep trying to act like it was just for me." She smiled, "But I'm in a good mood. I'm bending myself backwards for you, remember that. So tell me, tell me all about these naughty things you have planned for us."
 
"Oh you're such a nice guy." He said with a smirk and a smile before he shifted closer to her and didn't say a word. He was more than familiar with electronics, when a light was on, it likely meant something was working. He ran a finger along her cheek though as he looked to her. "Hhmmm" He mused to himself before leaning in. "I always thought it odd that modern cameras do red for audio, green for video and flashing orange for pictures." He whispered gesturing to the camera. "I guess you didn't pick me for my brains if you thought that ploy would work." He added before he leaned down to kiss her throat. His lips barely brushed against her flesh, gently stroking along up to just beneath her chin his breath running lightly over it.

"Please...it doesn't have to be like this.!" He said loudly before he gently ran his fingers along her hips, barely brushing her flesh. "What...what are you doing?" He groaned almost painfully. "I'll give you whatever you want, just leave me alone." He continued even as he leaned in his lips now inches from hers.
 
Her plan wasn't coming to fruition. She depended on her wits to take control of him, but it seemed that even with her experiences that they were at an equal level. When animals of close strengths fight each other, it's smarter for one of them to give up, for if their strengths are matched, a close fight will leave both parties critically wounded or worse, dead. Mia didn't believe in giving up, not at all, but she knew her recording was useless. She jumped off his lap and deleted the recording, then turned her camera off, for real this time.

She glared at him from the table. She didn't know what to do now. Her ideas were exhausted. There was nothing left to put into action. She could leave tonight and come again tomorrow with different objects, but she didn't have faith that she would think of a cunning plan by then, especially when her blood was boiling with rage. Tonight was another failure. Her anger was no longer directed at him, but herself. Stupid, idiot, retard, numbskull, dummy, fool, moron, nitwit, blockhead, dunce... Her mind pounded insult after insult into her.

Sick of looking at face, she went towards the door with camera in hand, not even bothering to say goodbye. She jiggled the knob, only now remembering that he locked it earlier. Great, fucking great. She didn't want to talk to him. He would surely look down at her with jeering eyes, and if he did that...

"Let me out, we're done here." Mia said, looking at the ground. It was a childish method, but it did allow her to avoid looking at his face.
 
He looked to her and sat back as she hopped off of him. He listened to her carefully as she asked to be let out but he could see on her face that she was angry. So much rage and it came off that much of it was directed inward. Slowly leaning in he smiled to her and gently stroked her hair as he reached over.
"Come now, stay for a bit, I fed you dinner and you enjoyed yourself, lets sit, talk. Like wine?" He asked in a rather different voice than before dulcet and slow now. "You're clever, and lovely, and you had a good plan, I just had experience. You couldn't help that I am old and used to betrayal and plots." He said softly.
 
She inhaled deeply, trying to calm herself. At this point, even she understood that lashing out would get her nowhere. He seemed immune to her temper tantrums. Mia unhappily let him pat her black hair while she tried to sort her thoughts. It was difficult to break through the self-loathing prevalent in her mind, but the gears in her head started turning. If she couldn't escape the situation, she might as well drink with him. If he wanted to poison her he could have done so earlier.

"Alright, I guess I'll have some wine with you."

She sat on an empty chair, twirling her pig tails impatiently. She wasn't sure what to think of his compliments. It wasn't like she hadn't heard flattery before, but it was hard for her to make sense of it, probably because she couldn't see herself as being a lovely or clever person. Mia talked a big game, but as tonight proved, she couldn't live up to it. The situation may have been a tie rather than a defeat, but that wasn't good enough for her. Life was like a competition, and without a clear winner, she was as good as a loser.
 
He smiled and nodded to her before he leaned in closer and sighed. "I wish you'd have just talked to me, oh the fun that can be had when you just cooperate." He said slowly before he ran his fingers through her hair and down along to her shoulder.


"Do you prefer white or red?" He asked as he walked into the kitchen and fetched a wine glass placing it on a small table next to her walking over to the kitchen and looking about. "Also chilled, warm or room?" He added not bothering to consider her age when it came to her potential lack of knowledge about wine. She had tried to set him up like an adult so he was going to treat her like an adult.
 
Mia didn't know how to handle someone treating her in an adult manner. When she tried to act adult-like, she often earned the scorn of those older than her. It was also strange to deal with a person who could easily see through her. She knew her emotions were obvious in her body language, but there was more to her than those impulsive feelings. Most people only considered what they could see, not bothering to look beyond that.

Because of his intuition, she didn't know how to behave. Who was she when she wasn't putting on airs? She didn't have an answer, but she felt like the question could be resolved if she spent more time with him. It was odd, she didn't like depending on people, but she was considering depending on him for this. He may have his faults, to the point that he often annoyed her, but perhaps it's a good thing. She wouldn't have been interested in him if he was a run-of-the-mill pushover.

"I'll take it whichever way you think I prefer" she answered nonchalantly.
 
He noticed the pause, uncertainty and the decision to let it rest with him and smiled. "That's a good tactic when you're with someone you know either wants to impress you or likes you. Usually they'll offer something they have on the higher end. In this case I guess we'll figure out what you'll like." He said before he took out several small glasses. He took out several bottles then, all of them open with various sstoppers. "Had a funeral a few days back." He said as he looked to her. "So...we have..." He began pouring describing each as he did. "An older red, very distinct and bold, an older white tart and clean, a slightly younger red a bit floral in its taste, this white has a few citrus notes, these two are dessert wines, this sweet and easy on the tongue, this one a bit heavier but still pleasant. Try each of them and we'll finish that bottle then we can open another if you like or just try the rest."

He took a sip from each glass and looked up to her. "In case you're worried about poisoning' He added with a gesture pushing one of them forward/
 
She tried the various wines in the order he poured them. The bold one certainly matched its description. A spicy taste, somewhat cinnamony, made her taste buds feel like they were tingling. It wasn't bad, but it was surprisingly powerful for a single sip. If she were used to it, she would eagerly drink it by the bottle. For the evening, it was a little too strong for her, so she moved on to the next glass.

A tart green olive and lime flavor swam across her tongue. It sounded like an odd combination, but she liked olives and limes, and she liked them together in this drink. It tasted familiar to her somehow, like it may have been the bottle her mom had that she stole drinks from. An odd coincidence, but she wasn't complaining. She liked drinks with acidity to them, hence her love of bubbly soft drinks. This was an adult version of it, more artsy.

Next came the citrus white wine. She got a load of green apple flavor along with citrus undertones. She smiled as she swirled it around her mouth. It reminded her of green apple flavored hard candies she would steal from the local convince store, very sweet. The sweetness wasn't overwhelming as her candies, though. It was an elegant flavor, fit to be served as wine. She gulped the warming sip down, mentally marking this one as her favorite so far.

The first dessert wine she tried reminded her of sweet peach syrup, but lighter. It was also laden with other fruity flavors she couldn't define, specifically apricots and a touch of nectarine. She finally understood why dessert wines were labeled as such; this would go great with vanilla cake, or maybe some cookies and cream flavored ice cream.

The second dessert wine was rich, yet had a sensation Mia would describe as silky. Red and blackberries came together in a perfect blend. If it were up to her, she would say this would go great with anything chocolate related. Chocolate cake, chocolate ice cream, chocolate fudge; lots of possibilities. She didn't get to eat berries like this often, so tasting them in an expensive beverage was a treat she never had the chance of having.

However, the citrus white wine was her favorite by far. She pointed at it, "I'd like to have more of this one."
 
She went through them and he say patiently his fingers twiddling each other before she picked. He poured her a glass of the citrus white, then poured some into his own before he left his glass standing and put away the others. Walking over he placed the wine before her and leaned in closer. "So..." He said before he leaned in closer as though to accentuate his point. "How about we make a little deal." He continued slowly. "You...can come here...anytime you want, my door will never be locked to you, no matter what I'm doing, no matter where I am, you can come here and so long as my property isn't damaged or stolen you can do whatever to your heart's content. You want to eat all my food, fine, drink all my alcohol, go for it. You want to sleep in my bed, I can't say no."

He stopped a moment to sip his wine before swirling it and continuing. "All I ask is that you keep this between us, and while I'd like for you to give me the recordings I won't force the issue." He added. "Anyone that puts their hands on you will be my problem as well, I will deal with them, no one will hurt my mistress." He said softly his voice accentuating the last word fondly as he looked to her. "I will never refuse you anything you desire so long as it is between us, and when you are 18 anyone you wish to know of it will. Hell if you want to invite the entire school over to watch you sit on my face, fine, up to you. But not till you're of legal age, because if I go down, this house, me, and everything that goes with those things are lost to you. "
 
She listened to him, trying to concentrate on his words even when he leaned in close to the point that she thought their faces were going to touch. Once he finished speaking, she didn't give an immediate answer, instead sipping on her glass of wine. It sounded like what she had in mind from the start, with his own spin on it. It didn't sound like a bad deal, really. Maybe she wouldn't be his overlord, but being his mistress wasn't terribly low on the chart. He was allowing her to eat, drink and sleep for free. Not many people would allow that. The only catch was she couldn't tell anyone. That part was pretty easy. It wasn't like she had a group of friends dying to know everything about her. She was more of a social outcast. Her parents never cared was she was either, so it's not like they'd be worried or wondering what she was up to, being away from the house all the time.

Mia put the wine glass down, ready to announce her decision. "Okay, that sounds close to what I wanted in the first place. I'll shake on it." She extended her hand, waiting for him to take it.
 
He smiled and looked to her as she sipped her wine. "Glad to hear you agree." He said with a smile before he reached out and gently took her hand in his before leaning in suddenly and wrapping his arms about her as he leaned in. His nose brushed against hers softly as he looked into her eyes. "Aww handshakes are so boring." He teased before he pulled back and nodded. "So..what would you like to do first?"
 
It took effort, but she finally had him where she wanted him. Part of her was exhausted from dealing with someone stubborn, but another part of her was excited. To her it was like working hard to buy an expensive toy, and she finally had the toy in hand. It might not have had all of the features she had in mind, but it was good enough.

She smiled, explaining what she wanted. "I want us to have sex. Like I said, I'll go easy on you since it'll be our first time together. After that, you're going to have to fend for yourself when you're dealing with someone kinky like me." Mia gave him a few gentle kisses on the cheeks, smirking.
 
He looked to her with a smirk before he leaned in to kiss along her jawline. "Ooo thank you, I'm sure I'll appreciate it." He said cooing softly into her ear with a dulcet voice his warm breath running over her cheek as he did so before he leaned up to nip her ear. He took one of her hands and pulled it forward to his groin placing it firmly around the large cylinder barely contained in his underwear. From the feel she couldn't even get her hand around it, maybe she could barely touch her fingers together if she used both. He mused on thsi a moment before he looked to her with a devlish grin.

"I'm sure you'll take good care of this, its yours now." He continued before pulling back his lips once again close to hers. "I think it only right if you initiate our first."
 
"That's right, everything about you is mine now... within reason."

As she felt his large cock, she was reminded of an interview she saw once on late night TV. The interviewee in question had an astounding thirteen inch penis. Culture has programmed most people to believe that bigger is better, but his sex life suffered, seeing as how it was large to the point that it frightened women. Mia thought those girls were amateurs. Even if the woman is particularly small, Mia was sure that with some creative positioning, and a lot of lube, it could be worked out. She wondered if the guy's problem wasn't his penis, but his bad attitude towards the situation. If guys with micropenises can get laid, there's no reason why a guy with an enormous dick can't get laid either.

Her thoughts went back to her situation, reminding her that he was waiting for her to initiate their night of pleasure. She kissed his lips passionately, nipping and licking them with eagerness. She moved her hands to his hips and pressed her body against his groin. He was considerably taller than her, so it wasn't like she could rub her groin against his without dancing around like an idiot, but she figured it felt fine for him against her clothed stomach.
 
He smirked as she handled him kissing her back before he leaned into it slowly nipping at her lips tugging softly at the flesh with his teeth before pulling back. He slowly pulled her closer as he cupped the back of her neck his other hand softly gripping her backside as he pulled her closer and savored the feeling of her against him.

Lifting her so her groin was at level with his he began walking with her toward the table before placing her atop it and kissing down to her throat. His fingers trailed slowly along her hips before he looked to her with a smile. "My my someone loves to hold onto me rather tightly" He said looking down to her hands.
 
She enjoyed kisses, a sweet quality of hers that was often overshadowed by her abrasiveness. Passionate or gentle, wet or dry, friendly or mean-spirited, she enjoyed them all. If someone was trying to tease her by giving her nothing but kisses, she would enjoy that too. Mia kept her eyes open as he kissed her back, finding humor in the expressions people would make during intimate moments. She wouldn't outright say anything to ruin the mood, at least not tonight.

She smirked at his comment, keeping her hands at his hips. "It's not a problem, is it?" To add to it, she wrapped her legs around his hips as well, keeping him in a tight grip. Her legs were strong, probably from constantly walking around town. Even for someone as big and strong as him, it would take some effort to force her away, if that's what he wanted to do.
 
He looked to her before he kissed her gently along to her throat slowly suckling and nibbling as he did so. He made his way downward slowly with a smirk as he ran his fingers up her sides gently tugging at the edges of her shirt leaning in to kiss gently along the side of her neck over and down to her shoulder.

"I'm yours aren't I? Squeeze away." He said before he gently gripped her backside and leaning in closer he kissed slowly up along to the side of the neck. Nibbling at it he smiled and drove himself upward lifting her upward holding her aloft before he gently stroked from her backside down to the back of her legs. "Mmm what will I do with you?" He asked with a soft trail of kisses from her jawline down to her throat.
 
Her shirt may have been off from their earlier bout, but her bra was still on. It was a sports bra with no clasps to be seen. She temporarily removed herself from his kisses so that she could take it off. Her revealed breasts weren't big, only slightly larger than oranges. There was always a chance that she could grow into them, but there were plenty of grown woman without melons that the media portrayed as the average breast size. She wasn't self-conscious about it, going as far as to grind them into him like the rest of her body.

"It feels good, right? Am I driving you crazy?" Mia teased. Her affections were a mix of childishness and experience. Of course pressing her mostly naked body against him would stir a reaction. Earlier she made it out to be that he would be nothing but a sex toy to her, yet she was giving him sweet kisses across his face. She seemed to a contradiction of qualities, as most humans are. Either way, she eagerly kissed his neck as he did to her.
 
He stroked slowly along her hips and over her sides and around to her back. His fingers explored the warmth of her flesh as he leaned in kissing along her throat then down to her collarbone. His lips trailed down to her chest savoring the softness there before he pulled back and kissed along her jawline.
"It feels quite good, you're doing a good job indeed" He said slowly before he gently kissed along to her cheek. He wrapped his arms about her gently stroking down and grasping her backside as he lifted her higher into his lap. Kissing her cheek he smiled before nipping it softly and affectionately smooching downward to her jaw and then her collarbone again planting soft nips and kisses along before he made his way down to brush his lips against her nipple.
 
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