Chapter 1: A Deal with the Devil
Caution: This Drama Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Consensual, NonConsensual, Reluctant, Rape, Coercion, Blackmail, Cheating, Slut Wife, Wimp Husband, Cuckold, BDSM, DomSub, MaleDom, Spanking, Rough, Humiliation, Sadistic, Gang Bang, Group Sex, Orgy, Interracial, Black Female, White Female, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Masturbation, Petting, Fisting, Sex Toys, Squirting, Lactation, Enema, Cream Pie, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Body Modification, Violent, .
Desc: Drama Sex Story: Chapter 1: A Deal with the Devil - When the High School teacher Eliza Carter fails to pay the money she borrow from a local Lone Shark, she is forced to work as a high class prostitute to re-pay her debt.
Eliza Carter sat nervously inside her car. Her chest heaved and she tried to calm herself, but to no avail. When the alarm of her phone went off, Eliza nearly jumped on her sit with fright. It was now 3:50PM. In exactly ten minutes she was going to have a meeting with Tony Mariano.
This was a meeting Eliza wasn't looking forward to. But there was no more putting away, she had avoided Tony for some time and he was getting upset. And Eliza knew better than to upset a known criminal. So Eliza took one last deep breath, and turned the alarm off and got out of the car.
As Eliza walked from the parking lot and into the building she turned quite a few heads on the way. But this was something she was very much used to. Eliza was a willowy blonde with a young and lovely face. Her yellow, flower patterned sundress hugged her slender body as she finally entered the building.
After two sets of stairs, which she languidly climbed, Eliza arrived in front of his office's door. She knocked twice, and after a minute, a tall, beefy, vigorous, a bull of a man opened the door. This was Alfredo "Screwdriver" D'Amato, Tony's cousin and go-to-man.
Screwdriver merely grunted and let Eliza into the office. On her heels Eliza stood over six feet tall, but as she passed Al she couldn't help but feeling really small. His forearm alone seemed ticker than her leg. Eliza looked around the office; it looked exactly as it was five months ago, when Eliza last came here. It was small, gloomy, dirty, infiltration on the walls and ceiling and an unpleasant odor, a mix of mold, sweat and coffee.
Eliza came here against her better judgment when, ten months ago, her father-in-law needed an expensive open brain surgery desperately. And Tony was the only one willing to loan that kind of money to someone that quick and without some kind of collateral. They would've been fine, they would've been able to pay for the loan eventually. But then her husband, Tom, unexpectedly got let go.
Tony was seating behind an old and very jaded mahogany desk, which had several accounting books piled up on it. He was nowhere near as big and beefy as his cousin, but Tony was still a large man. Tony opened a pleasant smile when he saw Eliza entering the office.
"Mrs. Carter..." Tony, smiling, motioned her to seat across the table from him. "... I was starting to think you were avoiding me."
Eliza, fidgeting nervously, sat down. "What? No. I just have been really busy these days, you know, working and taking care of Jack."
Tony nodded. "Well, I called you here, because there has been some problems with your last few payments." Tony opened one of the accounting books, and put his glasses on. "Yep, there weren't any. It's been four months since you paid your last installment."
"Yes, we're in a tight spot right now, you see, Tom, my husband, lost his job." Tony stared at Eliza over his tented fingertips. His gaze only added to her discomfort. "But he has been going to a lot of interviews."
"Well, that's good..." Tony said in a friendly way. "I'm sure he'll find a new job in no time."
"Yeah. It's only a matter of time until we get back on our feet, Mr. Mariano." Eliza was a little bit put off by Tony's understanding response, but she appreciated nonetheless. "So, if you can give us a little bit more time--"
"I'm sorry." Tony shook his head. "But I can't do that."
"I ain't gonna open that precedent, Ms. Carter. You have to understand that I don't run an official business. But still expect all my clients to honor their agreements."
"But I will." Eliza tried to reason with Tony leaning closer to the table. "I will honor the agreement, Mr. Mariano. I just need--"
"You ain't listening." His tone much harsher now. "There are no extensions. And there are no exceptions either." He continued. "This ain't no charity foundation, Mrs. Carter. We've lent you the money, no questions asked, but we expected to be refunded. And you're already--" He checked the books one more time. "Nine thousand dollars behind."
Eliza's eye went wide. "WHAT?!" She practically bellowed. "I only missed four installments I can't owe more than six thousand."
"High interest rates. You knew that when you decided to do business with us." Tony closed the book and took off his glasses. "And, since you missed four payments in a row, I'm forced to ask you to pay the entire balance of the money we lent you."
She could not believe what she was hearing. Eliza felt her knees beginning to shake and palms sweating. "That's over eighty thousand dollars." She said.
"Actually that's one hundred thousand dollars. Interests are a bitch, ain't it?"
Her heart skipped a bit when she heard the amount of money. Eliza knew that, even if they sold both her and Tom's car, their more expensive possessions, it would not come close this number. "W-we do not have that kind of money, Mr. Mariano."
Tony looked over at Al, who had been sitting this whole time on an old and tattered couch behind them in silence. The look on Tony's face could scare the bravest man, so the effect it had on Eliza was devastating. She felt small and powerless and all she could think of was how much she wanted to get out of there.
"You're putting me on a very difficult situation, Mrs. Carter." He replied angrily. "I've been trying to do the right thing and be nice here on account of you being a lady, but you're really testing my patience."
"I'-I'm sorry." Eliza stood up, nervously, her knees shook even harder. "I-I'll just come back here with my husband and--"
"SIT THE FUCK DOWN!" He barked.
Eliza notice that Screwdriver, rose to his feet and planted himself next to the door. That only made her more nervous. But she didn't want to piss Tony anymore, so she complied and sat back down.
"I'm a reasonable man, Mrs. Carter. I'm willing to accept a deal."
"What sort of a deal?"
Tony opened a yellowed and repugnant grin. "You're a very attractive young woman, and you have a certain effect on men."
Eliza wasn't dumb. And Tony wasn't exactly known for his subtly either. She knew exactly what he meant, and to say that she was outraged was an understatement. She wanted to slap his face and get the fuck out of that office, but this wasn't just any ordinary sleaze ball. This was Tony Mariano. And he probably wouldn't take that kindly.
"I am married..." Eliza felt the anger boiling up inside her, almost trumping her fear. "... I am not a whore."
"Well, you keep playing hardball like that and you ain't gonna be married long."
Eliza felt a knot tightening in her stomach. She knew Tony wasn't beyond doing something that violent. It was believed that he had ties with the Italian mafia, but no one could never really prove it.
"L-look, just give me a little more time to come up with the money." She said, her voice hoarse with fear.
Tony scowled irritably. "Do you want me to do something harsh? Is that it?" He said. "Do you want me to go and beat the money out of your hubby? Or your father in law?!"
"NO!" She yelled. "No..." The thought of something happening to Tom was unbearable. But Jack, her father-in-law, was the kindest man she had ever known. He was more like a father to her, than her own father. And given his current situation... they could easily kill Jack.
"So... what's it gonna be?"
Eliza looked down, away from Tony's inquiring stare for what if felt like hours. She couldn't believe what was happening to her. And she knew she had no choice. She loved Tom and Jack too much to let something happen to them.
"Ok... I'll do it."
Just as she said that, Eliza could sense Screwdriver standing right behind her. His large, rough hand touched her shoulder and she felt a jolt of anxiety. Eliza and Tom have been together now for nine years, and during that time she had never been (nor wanted to) with another man. She looked up to Screwdriver, who towered over her.
"Wait..." Tony stood up and moved to an old stereo system, that was practically hidden under more accounting books and magazines. "I want you to dance for us first..." And with that, Tony turned on the stereo on and search for a good radio station, until he found a station playing Rihanna's umbrella. "There you go..."
Tony sat on the couch and was quickly joined by Screwdriver. Eliza could feel their hungry eyes on her. "Come on, whore..." Tony said. "Dance for us..."
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Ma/Fa / Consensual / NonConsensual / Reluctant / Rape / Coercion / Blackmail / Cheating / Slut Wife / Wimp Husband / Cuckold / BDSM / DomSub / MaleDom / Spanking / Rough / Humiliation / Sadistic / Gang Bang / Group Sex / Orgy / Interracial / Black Female / White Female / Oral Sex / Anal Sex / Masturbation / Petting / Fisting / Sex Toys / Squirting / Lactation / Enema / Cream Pie / Exhibitionism / Voyeurism / Body Modification / Violent /