Date: Mon, 2 May 2005 14:11:33 -0700 (PDT)
From: dave - dntorlando <dave@dntorlando.com>
Subject: Moment of Truth 2

Moment of Truth, volume 2
by flaborn1957@yahoo.com
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This version of the story has been written for the Nifty Archive.  However,
as my 1st Moment of Truth story, this one was also inspired by some
pictures I found on the web.  To see that version of the story, please take
a look at a special posting I have put up.

http://dntorlando.com/moment_of_truth_2.html

Enjoy!

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Marco had called me, as usual, at the most rotten time.  But I guess that's
how ex-boyfriends are.  I was on my way out for a night of clubbing with my
friends so I was totally dressed to impress.  Short skirt, high heels,
low-cut top that just barely covered me.  Yup, the combination of my
breasts and my Asian looks were hard to beat.

But like I said, Marco called right as I was leaving my apartment and told
me to come to some hotel. He said there was a problem and it needed to be
solved right away.  Maybe I was being dumb, but I agreed to meet him.  It
did make me a little nervous to meet him at a hotel though.

When I got there, I was a little surprised.  The hotel was the nicest in
town.  I had heard the rooms were going for more than $300 a night.  I was
really wondering what Marco was up to.  I went inside and found the
elevators and went to the 8th floor.  Marco had said the room was at the
end of the hall and to just come on in.

I found the door and it was open a crack.  I could hear soft music playing
and it seemed like the lights were turned down low.  I was thinking, great,
I hope Marco isn't trying to pull some romantic stunt -- he and I were
definitely OVER.

I pushed the door open and went in.  The room was huge.  And beautiful.
There was the most gorgeous furniture I had ever seen.  There were fresh
flowers everywhere and candles all around too.  And there was Marco,
sitting at the far side of the room, smoking a cigar.

"Well Christine, welcome.  I'm glad you made it.  It's very important to me
that we figure out a little problem that has come up."

"Marco, this is a very nice room and hotel.  Why are we here to talk about
some problem?  And on a Saturday night too!!  I have places to be so tell
me what's going on."

He looked at me with an odd smile.  Little alarms started going off in my
head.

"Christine, Christine.  You are so impatient sometimes."

"Okay, here is the situation.  Do you remember the $10,000 that I loaned
you so that you could but that Lexus you've been driving?  Well, I have run
into a situation and that money is kind of a problem for me now."

He saw the look of disgust on my face.

"Now just hold on," he said as he held his hands up at me.  "It's not like
you are going to lose your car or anything.  I don't even want the money
back from you."

I was hearing big alarms now.

"What do you want Marco?"

He looked at me very directly, right into my eyes.

"I need some help with my business, the one I have on the side."

Now I knew this was trouble.  Marco had a little escort service thing
going.  It was small, he only had 3 or 4 girls at a time, but I knew he
made a lot of money from it.  I knew about it when we were together, but I
didn't get involved.

"Are you in some trouble?  What do you need me for?"

As the words left my mouth, a very pretty girl came out of the bedroom.
She was blonde, very curvy, and had a very sweet smile.  She looked about
my age, 23 or so.

Marco stepped towards her and took her hand and led her towards me.

"Christine, I would like you to meet Cherie."

The girl stepped to me, put a hand on my shoulder and then kissed my cheek.
It surprised me a little as I had never seen her before.  I was thinking
she was one of Marco's escorts.

"Nice to meet you Cherie.  Do you work for Marco."

She smiled and looked down at the floor.

"No, no Christine.  Cherie is not one of girls.  In fact, Cherie is
actually a very good customer of mine."

I looked from Marco to Christine.  She looked back at me, still smiling.  I
could not help but be impressed at how pretty she was.  I was trying to
figure out how this girl could be a customer of Marco's.  I had no idea he
had any male employees.

"I'm confused.  Why am I here and what has this got to do with my car?  And
why is Cherie here?

Marco took my arm and led me to the couch so we could sit.  Cherie followed
and took a spot behind me.

"Okay, to make a long story short," Marco began, "Cherie has been a
customer of mine for about 2 years.  About six months ago, she invested in
a little project that I had going.  In fact, she put in $10,000.  Well, the
little project didn't work out, it bombed in fact.  And now I owe her her
money back with interest."

"I still do not see what this has to do with me."

"Christine, I gave you $10,000 for your car."

I just looked at him, waiting to see where this was going.

"I need to pay that money back to Cherie, but thankfully, Cherie is willing
to work out an arrangement so that everyone will be happy in the end."

"i'm still not seeing how this involves me Marco."

"Christine, I gave you 10 grand in cash."

"Yes, but I don't have 10 grand to give it back!"

He looked at me for a few moments.

"Yes I know," he said.  "But you do have something that I can use to pay
back Cherie."

"And what is that?"

He looked at me again.

"You Christine.  You.  I have you."

I stared at him and I'm sure I had a look of utter bewilderment on my face.

"You are going to work for me Christine.  You're going to be one of my
girls.  Or, if you choose not to do that, I will be forced to exercise the
lien I have on your car and have it repossessed."

"What!?? Marco, please, you can't take my car.  I love that car.  I can
find a way to pay you back the money."

"I'm sure you can Christine, but you see, the money is not the real thing
that I want.  I want you.  Or rather, Cherie wants you."

Cherie wants me?  I turned and looked at her.  She Was turned slightly
towards me and leaning back very comfortably.

My mind was racing trying to figure this out.  Marco owed this girl money,
the same amount I had taken from him.  Now he wants me to work for him to
pay it back.  And this girl wants me?  How is this happening?

"I know what you are thinking Christine.  You see, Cherie likes to sample
my girls from time to time.  But lately, none of my girls were willing to
play with her.  Just not that way they said.  So we were talking in my
office one day and she noticed the picture I have of you.  She told me
right then.  She wanted you.  Otherwise, she would come after me legally.
I had no choice."

I had no idea what to say and then I noticed him looking at me very darkly.
Cherie got up from the couch and strolled to a window across the room.  The
light was outlining her body as she walked so that I could see her body
right through her clothes.  She was very beautiful.

"And you have no choice either Christine.  You have no idea.  Cherie wants
you, you are going to belong to her.  At least until you pay back all the
money."

I started to speak, but Cherie spoke for the first time.

"He's right Christine.  You are a very beautiful girl.  And now that I have
seen you in person, I want you even more.  Of course, if you choose to not
cooperate, then I'm sure that not only will you lose your car, but there
will be other repercussions for you.  Perhaps at your job or with your
landlord.  That would be to bad."

I looked at her and she just smiled.

"Really Christine.  This is really very simple for you.  I will need you to
come here to this room on one or two days per week.  Sometimes, I will be
here alone.  Sometimes, some girls I know will be here."

I swallowed hard.

"What do you want with me?" I asked very quietly.  I think I knew the
answer.

She did not reply.  Instead she walked across the room to me.  Her hands
went to my waist and held me.  her fingers found their way under the hem of
my top.  She stroked my skin.  I felt chill all of a sudden.  She leaned
close to me, her lips finding mine.  She kissed me lightly at first, then
with more desire.  I tried to pull back.

"please, I'm not like this.  I've never done this.  There must be some way
to figure this out," I whispered.

Her face was inches from mine.

"No Christine, there's really not.  You do belong to me now.  And I will
make you want to be mine, you'll see."

Her mouth closed over mine before I could say anything more.  Her tongue
found mine.  Her mouth was so soft.  Her arms went around me pulling her to
her.  I could feel my breasts push against hers.  I tried to push her away
but she held me to tight.  I couldn't pull away from her.  Her tongue moved
over mine, teasing it, pushing at it.  finally, she pulled back from me.

"Christine, do you want to keep your car?  Do you want to have everything
be okay at work and at your apartment?  Because, really there's no need to
upset your life."

I looked at her for more than a moment.  I looked down at the floor.  Then
I nodded to her.

"Then follow me into the bedroom Christine and I will make you my own."

She began to walk towards the bedroom door as I stood there.  She stopped
halfway and looked at me.  She smiled at me and lifted her hand to me.  I
hesitated for a moment and then I walked to her.  I knew I had no choice.
She and Marco had trapped me and now this girl was my master.  She was
going to take me herself right now.  And from what she had said, very soon,
she would share me with her friends.  A chill ran through me at the
thought.

She took my hand as she turned to Marco.

"You may watch if you choose Marco, but you may not participate in any way.
Christine is mine now and you will never touch her again."

I could hardly believe what I was hearing.  I had just met this girl 20
minutes ago.  I had not seen Marco in 3 months.  And now, I was going into
this girl's bedroom so that she could do whatever she wants to me.  I knew
I had no choice.  I loved my job and I did not want to lose my car.  I had
just moved into my apartment, I couldn't afford to move again so soon.  I
had to go along with her and so I let her lead me into her bedroom.

She had my hand very softly and led me to the foot of a giant bed that was
made up very beautifully.  She turned to face me, her body inches from
mine.  Her finger went under my chin and lifted my face to hers.  Her soft
lips caressed mine and her tongue softly stroked at me.  I felt my mouth
open and I let her kiss me again.  I was again surprised at how soft and
sweet her kisses were.  She pulled me to her as she kissed and nibbled at
my lips.

I tried again to stop her.

"Please.....don't do this.....I'm...not like....this."

But all she did was make a small sound and her mouth closed over mine
again.  Her arms were around me holding me so tightly.  I had never kissed
a girl before and I had to admit to myself that the situation was having an
effect on me.  For them to close their trap on me, leaving me no choice but
to go along, and now the soft, seductive way she was treating me, it was
getting hard to resist her.

She pulled back slightly so that her hands could find the front of my top.
She undid the 4 buttons and slowly pulled it open and then over my
shoulders.  She let it fall down my arms to the floor.  Her hands went
behind my back and I felt her pull at the clasp on my bra.  Moments later,
I felt it loosen and then she took the straps down my shoulders, down my
arms, and she dropped in on the floor.

My breasts were naked before her and she stared at them, almost licking her
lips.  Her hands reached to them and she lightly traced her long
fingernails over them.  The sensation of it gave me a chill and I let out a
sharp breath.

She looked up at me as her fingers kept teasing my breasts.

"You like that don't you Christine."

Did I nod yes to her?  I wasn't even sure myself.

"I've been with girls before who have been reluctant.  But once I start to
strip them and caress their bodies, they always become very willing."

Was that happening to me?  I wasn't sure.  I knew I shouldn't be here with
her.  If I let her continue, then she would control me, make me her own.  I
had to try and stop her.

"Cherie, I'm begging you.  Please let me go.  I will get some money somehow
to pay you back.  I can't be an escort for you.  Please, don't turn me into
your..."

My voice caught and I gasped as her mouth closed over one of my nipples and
sucked down on it firmly.  I gasped again as her teeth nibbled at me.  Her
mouth pulled away and then went to my other breast, sucking it in and
licking at it.

"OH my god," was all I could say as her mouth went from one of my breasts
to the other.  She was devouring me, her mouth sucking at me, her tongue
licking me.  My hands were on her shoulders trying to push her away, but
she held me so tight.  I could not get away from her.  And I knew that I
could not let her go on -- she was overwhelming me and I had to stop her.

I watched as she was sucking at me.  My breasts had always been very
sensitive, but now they seemed 10 times more so.  Each time she pulled away
and went from one to the other, I could not stop myself from gasping as her
mouth would close on me.  I could see her saliva making my skin shimmer and
I could feel it running down the curve of my breasts onto my bare stomach.
My nipples were so hard, so erect.  I had to stop this.

I pushed at her again as hard as I could.

"No, stop, please.  I can't let you do this to me.  I am not this way.  I
won't let you seduce me."

But as I pushed at her, she had been tugging at my skirt and I suddenly
felt it slide down my legs.  Her fingers touched on the cloth of the thong
I was wearing and rubbed me lightly.  I could feel myself and knew I was
wet.  Her face came to mine and she whispered to me.

"Christine, why are you denying what you want.  Your pussy is wet, you know
you want me to take you.  And that's what I'm going to do right now."

She stepped back from me, letting me stand there almost naked and breathing
heavily.  I could not deny how she was making me feel, what she was doing
to me.  She started to undress herself very slowly.  I must have been
staring at her, she was so beautiful.  She let me watch her as she slowly
made herself naked for me.  When she was finished, she stood facing me,
almost in a pose.  I had never seen a girl like her -- I could not deny the
way she was making me feel.

She reached a hand out, calling me to her.  I felt myself moving towards
her.  She reached to my small panties and pulled at the string tied on one
side.  I watched as she removed the last bit of clothing I had on and I let
her do it.  Then, she put her arms around me again and began to kiss me
again.  As she did, her body swayed from side to side causing our bare
breasts to rub softly against each other.  I could feel her hard nipples
against my own sensitive nubs.  I was so overwhelmed by it all, I was
having trouble standing.  She whispered to me again.

"Christine, I think you are ready for me now.  I know that I am ready for
you.  You are so beautiful and I think you feel the same way as me.  I want
to put you on the bed and have you.  But I won't do it unless you want it
too.  This is your moment of truth Christine.  Tell me now -- do you belong
to me?  Do you want to be taken?"

I was looking right at her eyes, at her lovely face, and I heard myself say
it.

"yes."

She smiled at me and kissed me again and then led me to the bed.  She
pushed me down and spread my legs slightly.  Then she crawled over me as
she let a hand trace up and down my naked body.  I looked up at her and
still could hardly believe that this girl now owned me.  I knew I would
come to her when she wanted me.  I knew I would let her have her way with
me.  I did truly belong to her.  And I knew she was going to take me as her
own -- right now.

Her mouth kissed at my neck, at my shoulders, and to the curve of my
breasts.  I was breathing heavily as I watched her wonderful lips return to
my aching nipples.  She licked and teased me as I squirmed beneath her.
Her mouth went lower, kissing at the undercurve of my firm breasts, down my
smooth stomach, her tongue probing into my belly button.

But still she went lower. And she went very slowly.  I could feel her
tongue licking at my freshly shaved skin as her fingers massaged my legs.
Then I felt her tongue slowly trace down the tender folds of my sex.  She
was about to take me and I wanted her to do it.  I moved my legs wider
apart as if to beg her to take me.  But still she used her tongue to tease
me.  I couldn't stand it any longer.

"Take me!" I screamed at her. "Please, I can't take anymore!"

I wanted to say more, but her tongue shoved deep inside me and once again,
the sound caught in my throat. My head reared back and my body arched as I
felt her begin to fuck me.  My hands shot towards each side of the bed and
grabbed at the covers as my hips bucked wildly underneath her.  Her tongue
was licking at me, diving inside me, and then out again as her lips would
suck at my tender folds.

If there was any doubt left in my mind, I knew it was gone now.  I would
come here anytime this girl wanted me.  And I would let her strip me and
fuck me as she wanted.  And I was going to let her friends take me too.  I
would do whatever it took to make her want me.

When I came, I screamed like I had never done before.  She lifted my hips
off the bed as the sensation rolled through me and pushed her tongue harder
and deeper.  I came again immediately.  But still she did not stop.  She
made me cum again and again and again as her tongue tortured my pussy.  I
must have finally passed out because I suddenly opened my eyes and she was
laying with me slowing stroking me.  I looked around and I could see that
Marco had left.

"We're alone now."

"Did I pass out?"

"yes, you've been asleep more than an hour."

She smiled at me as I stared into her eyes.

"I've never felt that way before."

"Don't worry Christine, you will feel that way many more times.  Your debt
to me will take some time to be settled.  Until then, you are mine to do
with as I please."

As she was speaking, she gently rolled me onto my back again, her hands
pushing my legs apart.  She was going to take me again and I was going to
let her.  I truly did belong to her.