Chapter 11: The vacation

Once he told her, “You’re not unique. What you feel I can make other woman feel. Do you know how we will end? We will go on a vacation, a luxurious one, in one of those Third World countries where there’re luxury hotels right next to crime and misery. To pay for it you’ll empty your accounts and take a credit. We will travel separately so I don’t come under suspicion. Once there we’ll laze on the beach a little, splurge on good buffet food, visit whatever there is to visit there. I will order you to tease the local policemen, not enough to really get in trouble, just to scare you. I will fuck local prostitutes and make you lick my semen off them.

Then one day you’ll rent a car, we will drive to the heart of darkness, some random place in the wilderness. I will tie you there and take you one last time. I’ll clean myself with your mouth, which will give you one last bit of pleasure. And then I’ll abandon you to your fate, whatever it is.

I’ll go back to the hotel and destroy your papers and flight ticket back. I’ll fly home alone and find some other woman to replace you, or maybe I’ll just take a break because I’ll be bored of sex, I’ll visit museums or take up a hobby before looking for your replacement.

Anyway, the thing is that at no point will I, technically, force you. Right until I make you put the ropes in the trunk of the location car, right until I actually physically tie you up, you will be free to leave, take the plane back, live a life without me and my semen, until you die at ninety in a retirement home. But if you don’t you will have that last sex with me, that last moment of solace. And for that, I’m sure of it, you will obey.”

Some time later he announced her they were going on a vacation. She was to empty her accounts and take a credit to pay for it.

She obeyed.