The Seductress

“Bad day at work huh?” Fiona asks as she sets the table. Wayne unbuttons his dress shirt and toss it angrily to the couch as he remembered what his boss had said. Damn it!. Why the fuck does he need his help to get laid with that bitch!.

Yeah Fiona…” Wayne groans and she sighs.

“You seem really pissed, what did Zach do this time!” She pouts and begin to dish food out for him. Wayne scoffs. He knows her too well, she also loves the bitch, no matter how he tried to hide the magazines she manages to buy, he’d always find her buried into the magazine, staring at Selene and praising her beauty, fuck it!.. it would be useless telling her.

“Nothing serious Fiona, just office work… how’s mom faring?” He asks dismissively.

“She’s good, a trip to the bathroom once and then that was all, I took her to the room and she’s been sleeping after taking her meds. We are already running out of meds Wayne, and we ain’t got enough cash for her hospital bills!” Fiona lips twitched in concern and he sighs. He hates being reminded of his mom’s critical state and not having the cash to foot her medical bills makes him hate himself the more.

“Fiona… as long as I breathe… I’d make sure she gets treated okay?…” She plumps down the couch and sighed.

“Yeah Wayne… I know but I can’t help but feel worried, I wish everything could go back to the way it was, lots of money, food good clothes….” She trail off, sadness overwhelming her. Wayne chest tightens in pain. He wants to do more, make their sick mom suffering from lung diseases get cured, give them the best life could offer… he’d keep trying just for them.

“Fiona…” He drawls as he walks over and sit beside her.

“Number one Anderson rule?” He asks as he stared at her large eyes full of sadness, sadness he wished to take away. She suck in her breath and fiddle with her fingers.

“Forget about the past..” She mutter slowly.

“Second rule?” His lips twitched into a smile.

“Think about making the future better and third rule, Believe” She rolled her eyes and they laughed.

“Fiona.. i’ve saved up half of mom’s medical bills… once mom gets treated everything would be fine… you can eat all you want and wear fancy dresses alright?” He pats her arm and she nods.

“Yeah Wayne… I believe that” She smiled and got off the couch.

“Come on Wayne… let’s have dinner…” She walked to the small dining table as Wayne sighed, feeling doleful.

…

Selene stared at the muscular guy sitting across her on the swivel chair. She took in his entire office room. Nice decor, really expensive, a government worker probably. Her lips twitched in disdain, she rubbed her finger against the ring.

“Selene…. I’d do anything to have you just once… Tell me how much I’d pay!” He slurred on his words as he stared at Selene’s black dress clinging to her body like a second skin, her protruding breasts making him hard already.

“You want a night with me huh?” Selene stands and walked towards him. He swallowed nothing and nod profusely.

“I’ve been waiting for this day Selene… the day I’d set my eyes on you… The day I’d get the chance to run my hands down your body…” He trailed off as Selene comes behind him. She leaned down, placing her palms on his shoulders. She sniffed him slowly, grazing her nose against his neck.

“You smell nice bad boy” She says huskily. He clench his teeth and placed a palm over his bulge, it was embarrassing.

“Selene!” He groans as she trail her hand into his shirt, fingers trailing along his bare chest.

“There’s a price…. are you willing to pay?” She comes to his front and lower her butt on the table, placing a foot between his legs and against his bulge. His veins pulsed, aching terribly for her. Fuck she’s a bitch!, irresistible too damn it!

“You are a politician…. you’ve got so much cash, I’m fuckin sure you bribed your ass to this position…. didn’t you?” She dilates her eyes at him. He stared at her full lips and nod.

“Yeah…. when things don’t work in your favor… you consider the odds”. She nods and a stab of anger gnawed at her. Hell yes she did consider the odds weeks ago. She tried working at a club, and it ruined her career, and that was because she was ‘considering the odds!’ She was jolted out of her thoughts when he sneaks his finger into her dress.

Selene’s gaze returns to the man. Quite huge, obviously rich, trampled on the necks of poor helpless girls like her, usurping ill gotten wealth. She let his hand trail on her bare thighs and to her lacy panties. Fuck she isn’t even wet!. Selene stops him from going further and get off the desk, ambling to the glass walls to hide her anger.

“You sure do know I’m freaking rich too right?” She says icily as she watch the fluffy clouds through the glass walls.

“I’m ready to pay whatever you stake… fuckin name it!” His voice had dropped to a pleading one, perspiration gathering on his forehead. She turns and almost chuckle at the cigarette stick he lits shakily. She walks to him and takes the already lit cigarette from him.

“I want all of your goddamn billions in your life savings…” She smirked at him as his countenance drops. He stare at her, sizing her up. Life savings of over a fuckin hundred billion dollars for just a night!. His hungry eyes roam her body, stopping at her full breasts visible from the gown she wore as she leaned down. Her breath fanned his face, enticing him, daring him to object. Slow seconds passed. Life savings in a single night sounds fucked up. She took a long drag from the cigarette, and puff the thick smoke all over his face.

“I guess it’s a deal bad boy… Send me the address of the penthouses you own. i’d pick one, don’t be a second late” She ruffled his hair and slid the cigarette stick into his parted lips.

“Dunhill cigarettes… nice choice” She whisper as he stared at her in total defeat. What’s so special about a hundred billion. He could have more than that from the numerous contracts he had signed. He just wanna bed her, plunge into her tight cute cunt and have the best ride. A hundred billion dollars was nothing. Pulling the cigarettes out of his mouth, he butt the end of the stick to the ashtray and returned back to his work, excitement making him unable to concentrate.

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She smeared her lips with a red lip gloss, smacked her lips and stared at her tall self in the large mirror. She looked hot, sexy, irresistible. That’s how it should be. She made her way out of the ensuite bathroom in the pent house and stopped at the door to watch the man clad in white boxer briefs and chugging down his glass of wine. His eyes met hers and she could almost feel his mouth run dry.

“You’re fuckin sexy Selene!” He says huskily staring at her clad in a black lingerie.

“Yeah… I’ve been labeled that lately” She opened a closet and brought out a black leather whip and thin strip of rope before shutting it close.

“Flaggelation…. before sex, pretty cool huh?” She voice out as she stare at him. He didn’t think twice before nodding.

“Good boy” She giggled as he striped off, completely nude.

“Wow…. you look cute” She compliments and pulled off her lingerie, till she was left in her panties and bra. He swallowed hungrily as she walked to him. She was quite tall, so she measured up to his height.

“I’m in charge alright?” She bit her lips seductively before going behind him.

“Hands at your back” She says and he obeyed meekly. She tied the rope around his wrists till it was properly done.

“Now sit your bare ass down” She says and slowly pull him down. His breath was shallow. A rich man reduced to nothing in front of her. She stood back and wrapped the end of the whip in her hands.

“Yeah we go….” She snickered and whipped him hard across his bare thighs. He clenched his teeth and groan at the pain. She whipped him again and making sure the whip came in contact with his hardened length.

“Selene!” He groans as she whipped him again, his skin reddening immediately from the pain. This was more like a punishment for a crime he didn’t commit. He shut his eyes as the whip cracked his bare thighs, and bulge. Now he merely concentrated on the sex they would have. She continued whipping him, as he pushed down the groan threatening to erupt from him. He soon lost count of how long she whipped him. Five minutes?, six minutes?, he couldn’t tell. But when he finally opened his eyes and it stops on his bloody thighs, he clenched his teeth at the pain.

“Selene!” He says through clenched teeth as he stared at her. Disbelief etched on his face. This wasn’t pleasure!, this is torture for fuck sake!. She drops the whip and squat in front of him.

“I think it’s enough Selene you’ve fuckin bruised me!” He growls lowly. The smile left her face as a deadly look settled on her face. He blinked his eyes, scared at the look she gave him.

“I’ve lost my appetite!… Do you have a family?… wife?.. kids??” She

voiced out her voice cold. He hesitated a second.

“No I don’t selene why these…”

“…. Then it would be easier!” She interrupted harshly before placing her hands either side of his face.

” What do you mean…” He starts to say but trails off as they lock gaze. He suddenly went mute as he couldn’t break the stare.

“You’re bad…. I hate bad people, its gonna be quick bad boy” Her voice seemed to have lost emotions as she began to chant His eyes dilates in surprise but he didn’t break the stare, he wants to, but it seemed impossible. He caught twinkles in her eyes… wicked twinkles and before he could register what was happening, he felt his life being squeezed out from his body.ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

“Selene!” He rasps as he stared at her, trying to tug the rope securing his hand into place. Her only response was her low almost inaudible chanting. His breathing became ragged as his pulse increased. Perspiration broke out on his skin as he began to feel weak. He parted his lips, straining for breath, fighting against the hard claws of death. It was fruitless. not with selene staring at him and chanting. few painful minutes passed, his arms went limp as Selene broke the stare and stopped chanting. His eyes shut close, head slumped against his chest and mouth slightly parted, lifeless…. dead.

Selene backed out against the wall as her hearth thumped against her chest, eyes glazed over as she stared at the sitting dead man. She killed him. She freaking did. Hugging her knees close she watched his lifeless figure as she sobbed quietly..