Lust & paying off the debts

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Rachel smirked, trailing her fingers down his abs. She leaned in, whispering in his ear. "Make me."

Alex raised an eyebrow, amusement flashing in his eyes. Without any more words, he touched her chin, brushing his thumb on her lips. She opened her mouth, welcoming his thumb as he inserted it inside, letting her tongue swirl around it.

A hint of a smirk touched his face as he slid his other hand down to the knot on her towel, pulling at it until it dropped to the floor. "Beautiful," he murmured.

Rachel looked up at him with those bright hazel eyes of hers, her tongue still playing with his thumb.

He took his thumb out of her mouth and grabbed her neck, pulling her into a rough kiss. His tongue slipped inside her mouth, their tongues battling for dominance. He won the fight, and he pulled away from the kiss with a satisfied grin. "Such a naughty girl."

Her hands roamed across his abs, going down to his crotch, grabbing his manhood and she began to jerk it off. 'So hard and big. I've been waiting for this for so long. C'mon, boss. Own me. Show me who's the boss.'

Just then Alex grabbed her throat, giving a light squeeze. It was as if he was reading her mind. "Beg for it," he ordered in a low voice.

"Never..." She said with a slutty smile, looking into his eyes with a defiant look.

Alex chuckled, "Your eyes say something different."

"Yea? What do they say?"

Alex grinned, "On your knees." He grabbed her hair and pushed her down, forcing her to kneel before him. He slapped her face with his cock a couple of times. "Open your mouth." He ordered while rubbing his cock on her lips.

Rachel parted her lips and took the tip inside her mouth, her tongue swirling around it.

"Mmmh!" Rachel moaned as she began to suck on it, her head bobbing up and down as she began to take more and more of his shaft into her mouth.

His cock reached the back of her throat and she gagged. She pulled her head back but Alex kept his grip on her hair, preventing her from moving. He began to push his cock back, deeper inside her mouth until his entire length was inside her mouth and his balls were touching her chin.

Tears started to form in her eyes as she struggled to breathe, her saliva dripping down to her breasts. 'Yeah! Gag me, boss. Make me beg for air.'

Alex kept pulling out a bit before shoving it back into her throat. The way her muscles clenched around his tip made him shudder in pleasure. All this time, he was holding back. Too busy with work and making a stable life and in between he buried his desires. And now, it was time to let it all loose.

"Kuggak!"

"Coughhh...!"

Rachel tapped his thigh, signaling to him that she wanted to breathe.

He chuckled and pulled his cock out.

Rachel coughed violently as soon as his cock came out of her mouth. She took deep breaths, gasping for air. Her saliva was all over her face and her lips were swollen and red. She looked up at him with a slutty expression on her face. Her eyes were filled with lust.

Alex looked down at her with a satisfied grin. "Had enough?" He asked, amused at how easily he could control her.

Rachel shook her head and lunged forward, taking his cock in her mouth again. "Mmmh!" She moaned, feeling his cock throb in her mouth as she bobbed her head up and down. Her tongue swirled around his cock as she sucked him off, looking up at him with a slutty expression. This time without him doing anything, she was deepthroating his entire shaft, gagging on it, and enjoying every moment of it.

'Fuck. I can't believe this is happening. He's just using me as his slut. I don't even have any control over my body anymore. It feels so good. I want him to use me forever.'

"Fuck, you're so good at this. You must be experienced," Alex commented, as he thrust into her throat.

'No, I was saving it for you, boss. Hehehe. Make me your personal slut.'

Rachel couldn't answer him, but she felt a strong sense of pride swell within her chest.

'He likes it! I'm making him feel good! All those practices with cucumber were worth it.'

She bobbed her head faster, sucking on his cock harder as she used her hands to fondle his balls. She felt them tighten as his breathing became more labored. He was close.

"Mmmh!" Rachel moaned as she felt his cock twitch inside her mouth.

"Fuuuuck!" He groaned. He was close. Getting sexual stimulation after over five or six years, well, he just wants to cum buckets. Heck, even with the System's passive that gives him enhanced stamina and endurance, having a beautiful woman like Rachel sucking his dick was making his mind go crazy.

He grabbed her head and started thrusting into her mouth. "Fuuuuck!"

'His cock is throbbing. He's going to cum. Yes, do it, boss! Cum down my throat!'

"Fuck!" Alex grunted as he began to thrust his hips faster and faster, until finally, he felt his balls tighten up.

"Fuuuuck!" He groaned as he shot his load into her throat.

And to his surprise and hers, it was so much that his semen overflowed from her nose. Rachel couldn't take it all in, so she pulled his cock out of her mouth. She was still swallowing his semen while she coughed violently.

Alex looked at the sight before him. The way she was on her knees, trying to swallow his semen while coughing, saliva mixed with semen dripping down from her mouth, down to her breasts. A puddle of his cum on the floor. "God... That was awesome." He muttered.

"Gulp... Gulp... Gulp..."

Rachel swallowed everything, even though there was so much of it that she had trouble breathing. She was panting heavily, trying to catch her breath. She looked up at him and smiled sluttily, licking the last drops of his semen from the corner of her mouth.

"I only watched cum coming out of nose in some extreme porno, but dang, boss. What the hell are you? A human fountain?"

Alex chuckled. "That was one hell of a blowjob."

She grinned, "Heh, glad you enjoyed it. I know I did."

Both of them sat down on the sauna floor, trying to catch their breath. Rachel looked up at him and said, "So what now? One time thing that happened in the spur of the moment?"

Alex smirked at her, "What do you think?"

"I mean, you are my boss..." She looked down. "And..."

Before she could finish...

"And it's your job as my personal assistant to make sure I'm satisfied," Alex interrupted, his voice low and husky. "Isn't it?"

Rachel blinked. "Wait, what?"

Alex's gaze darkened. "You're not backing out now, are you?"

Rachel bit her lip. "Well, I—"

Suddenly, Alex grabbed her left nipple and gave it a little twist, "What? Backing down now, after showing off these beauties?"

"Ah! Fuck!" She moaned. "No, I'm not."

"Hahaha... Look at you now. I never knew you were so kinky, Rachel."

"Shut up."

He pinched her nipple again and gave it a little twist.

"Mmmh!" She moaned in pleasure. "Please, don't tease me anymore."

Alex stood up and stretched his arms. Rachel's eyes were stuck on his body. She wanted him to hold her tight and fuck her senseless.

"Well, look at the time. If we stay in the sauna anymore then we'll get dehydrated." He started walking towards the door. "Come, let's get out of here."

"Wha—Are you seriously going to leave me like this?" Rachel asked, dumbfounded.

He stopped for a moment and looked at her over his shoulder. His gaze was dark and predatory. "You're not allowed to touch yourself, understood? I will know if you disobey."

Rachel gulped. "You think just because you said so, I'll stop touching myself?"

Alex grinned, "I don't think you understand. From this moment forward, you are mine. You belong to me. And what's mine, stays mine. So I wouldn't advise you to do anything that might displease me."

"What are you gonna do? Punish me?" She stood up and walked toward him. "I'm gonna masturbate thinking about what we did just now."

Alex smiled and put his arm around her waist, pulling her close to him. He leaned down and whispered in her ear, "If you do that, then you will be punished."

"Oh yeah?" She challenged him. "How so?"

He smirked. "Because I'll spank you."

Her eyes widened. "You wouldn't dare!"

"Oh really?" Alex raised his hand and gently caressed her ass, causing goosebumps all over her body. "Try me."

Rachel shivered as she felt his hand slide across her ass. She gulped. She could feel herself getting wetter. She knew she couldn't resist.

Alex leaned down and kissed her neck before whispering, "If you masturbate then I won't eat you tonight... Remember that."

With that, he left, leaving her standing there, naked, wet, and horny as hell. 'Fuck!'

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[Let's go back to Max and Caroline a bit]

Max and Caroline sat at their wobbly kitchen table, which leaned to the left as if it, too, was tired of their broke lives. Between them sat a pile of envelopes, each a love letter from Max's questionable financial decisions.

Max squinted at the mess. "I haven't seen this many bills since I had that dream I was married to a guy named Bill, and we had ten kids named Bill Jr."

"Alex..." Caroline smirked.

"Tsk. Yeah, Alex..." Max sighed. "I just made up the Jr part. Never mind that."

Caroline flipped through her notebook, where every debt was neatly listed and color-coded. "Well, buckle up, because today, we're saying goodbye to Max Black: Financial Disaster, and hello to Max Black: Regular Disaster."

Max huffed, stealing a glance at their brand-new debit card. "Are we even sure this card works? What if I touch it, and it bursts into flames or starts playing sad violin music?"

"It'll work," Caroline said. "I transferred the $250,000 from Alex to our new joint account. It's real, Max. We are financially stable." She paused, her eyes wide with the wonder of it. "We might even qualify for a lease somewhere that doesn't come with rats as roommates."

Max leaned back, smirking. "Whoa, let's not get crazy. The rats are basically our family. You know, like those weird cousins who show up uninvited and eat all your food."

Caroline waved a fistful of envelopes. "Nope! We are paying off every cent you owe. Student loans, Gary the Meat Guy, gambling debt, and even… Lucy's Lube." She shuddered. "I'm not even gonna ask about that one."

Max shrugged. "Sometimes a girl's gotta lube up and vibe out. Don't judge me."

Caroline stood, pulling Max to her feet. "Come on. The faster we do this, the sooner we can get home and start our new life as debt-free, responsible adults."

Max snorted. "I'm pretty sure responsible adults don't keep cash in a shoebox labeled 'Definitely Not a Drug Stash.'"

"Which is why I got your sign for that joint bank account two days ago," Caroline said, dragging her out the door.

[Student Loan Office]

The student loan office was as depressing as ever. The waiting room was full of people who looked like they had aged five years just by walking in. The walls were painted in a shade of gray so dull it could probably put caffeine to sleep.

Max shifted uncomfortably in her chair. "This place gives me hives. I feel like they're gonna take my blood as payment."

A robotic voice crackled through the speaker. "Number 42."

"That's us!" Caroline chirped, pulling Max up. "Remember, act like a grown-up."

Max gave her a look. "You've met me, right?"

At the counter, a woman named Denise (if her nametag wasn't lying) greeted them with the enthusiasm of a DMV worker who'd just run out of coffee.

"What can I do for you today?" Denise asked, blinking as if this job had drained all the color from her soul.

Max slid an envelope across the counter. "I'm here to pay off my student loans. All seventeen grand."

Denise looked at the envelope, then at Max, and then back at the envelope, like she expected Monopoly money to fall out. "In full?"

Max hesitated, and Caroline jumped in. "Yes! We'd like to pay it all. Right now."

Denise's expression didn't change. "We usually don't see people pay off loans here. Most of our clients just set up payment plans and then fake their own deaths."

Max raised an eyebrow. "What if I'm already faking my death and this is just my ghost trying to clear my credit score?"

Denise didn't laugh. Denise probably hadn't laughed since 1993.

Caroline nudged Max and slid their shiny new debit card through the reader. The machine beeped, and they held their breath. For a moment, nothing happened. Then, the word Approved flashed on the screen.

Max gasped. "Oh my God. We did it. I don't owe the government anything."

Denise handed them a receipt. "Congratulations on not being a financial leper. Have a nice day."

Max leaned over the counter. "You, too, Denise. May your dreams be more colorful than this office."

Denise blinked. "Unlikely."

[Gary the Meat Guy]

Their next stop was Gary's Meats, a butcher shop that looked like it had once hosted a mob hit. The windows were grimy, the meat looked... well, meat-ish, and the whole place smelled like regret.

Gary was a mountain of a man with a butcher's apron that had seen more blood than a Tarantino movie. When Max and Caroline walked in, he gave them a look that suggested he might be thinking about which cuts of them would sell best.

Max forced a grin. "Hey, Gary. I got your money. All five hundred bucks."

Gary's eyebrows rose. "Really? You got money? What happened, you start selling drugs?"

"Nope. I just decided to become a responsible adult," Max said, as if the words physically hurt her.

Gary didn't look convinced. "If you're a responsible adult, I'm a vegan."

Caroline set the cash on the counter, nice and neat. "We're square, right?"

Gary picked up the money, sniffed it like he could smell counterfeit bills, then nodded. "Yeah, we're good. But if you ever need meat on credit again, I'm your guy."

Max shuddered. "Pretty sure I'd rather eat my own shoe than go back into meat debt."

Gary squinted at her. "Are you insulting my meat?"

"Every day of my life, Gary," Max shot back as Caroline dragged her out.

[Women's Tennis Gambling Debt]

Their next stop was a dive bar that looked like it had been built from bad decisions and nicotine stains. A trio of sketchy men sat at a table, playing cards. They had the vibe of people who said "family business" but meant "crime family."

Max slapped an envelope of cash on the table. "Four grand. That settles my debt, right?"

The guy with the worst haircut in New York picked up the cash, licked his thumb, and counted it. "You're really paying up? I thought we'd have to break your legs."

Max smirked. "Yeah, well, I kinda need my legs for... leg stuff."

Caroline leaned in. "We're good, right? No broken limbs, no more calls?"

The guy nodded. "Sure. But if you ever want to bet on women's tennis again, we've got great odds on who'll smash the most rackets."

Max backed away slowly. "I'm just gonna take my intact kneecaps and go."

[Lucy's Lube – Adult Toy Store]

Max and Caroline stood outside Lucy's Lube, a neon pink sign buzzing overhead. The storefront window displayed an array of products ranging from the mildly suggestive to the deeply concerning. A mannequin wearing a harness and holding a sign that read "Spice Up Your Tuesday!" waved at them in the wind.

Caroline crossed her arms, her cheeks tinged with pink. "Okay, can we just pay and go? This place gives me the heebie-jeebies."

Max smirked. "Relax, Blondie. It's just a sex shop. You've seen worse. You lived with me, remember?"

"Yeah, and you bought a Lobster Lover Ultra Plus here, so my trauma is layered."

"Correction," Max said, pushing open the door. "I financed a Lobster Lover Ultra Plus here. That's why we're paying off my debt."

Inside, the store was surprisingly cozy, if cozy meant surrounded by rubber appendages and bottles labeled "Euphoria in a Bottle". Shelves lined the walls, each dedicated to a different type of pleasure, from lotions and lubes to gadgets with more settings than a spaceship.

A cheerful woman in her late thirties, with bubblegum-pink hair and a name tag that read Alice, waved at them from behind the counter. "Hey, ladies! Here for the new Rabbit Ranger model? We just got them in, and let me tell you, they've got more vibes than a music festival."

Caroline winced. "Oh my God."

Max, unfazed, strolled up to the counter. "Actually, I'm here to clear my tab. Six hundred bucks for the Lobster Lover Ultra Plus and the Lube-tastic Mega Pack."

Alice's face lit up. "Oh! You're Max! We've been waiting for you!" She turned around, rummaging under the counter. "One sec."

Caroline leaned in, whispering, "Why do I feel like she's about to bring out something terrifying?"

Max shrugged. "It's just a vibrator. How bad can it..."

Alice popped back up, hauling a massive pink gift basket, cellophane wrapped and tied with a bow. It was brimming with colorful bottles, a mini vibrator that looked like it came with a remote control, and enough batteries to power a small village.

"Here you go!" Alice beamed. "Since you paid off your balance, you get the Ultra Plus Lover's Kit! It comes with a deluxe vibrator, six flavors of lube, a bottle of our Endless Joy massage oil, and two AA batteries... because we care about sustainability."

Max stared at the over-the-top gift basket, her expression hovering somewhere between awe and suspicion. "Uh, Alice, this is really nice and all, but I'm just here to settle my debt. I didn't expect a prize for not being a financial disaster."

Caroline leaned in, her voice a whisper. "Please tell me this isn't some kind of buy-one-get-one-soul-binding-contract situation."

Alice waved her hand dismissively. "Oh, no, nothing like that! Actually, we owe you an apology." She shuffled through a stack of papers, pulling out a wrinkled note with Max's name scrawled on it. "Turns out, the Lube-tastic Mega Pack you bought was, uh, expired."

Caroline's eyes widened. "Expired lube? What happens when lube expires?"

Max threw her hands up. "Well, that explains why it felt like I was moisturizing with glue! I thought my kitty was just going through a rebellious phase."

Alice winced. "Yeah, super sorry about that. And, uh, about the Lobster Lover Ultra Plus... turns out it was part of a defective batch. It had a motor issue. We tried to call you, but you never picked up."

Max's face turned crimson. "You were the unknown number? I thought it was a debt collector! I've been dodging you for months. I even changed my voicemail to 'If this is about money, I'm dead.'"

Caroline smacked her forehead. "Max, seriously?"

Alice chuckled. "Totally understandable. Anyway, since it was our bad, you don't owe us anything. The basket is our way of saying sorry. The new stuff is top of the line, and I promise, nothing in here will leave you feeling... itchy."

Max blinked. "Wait. So, I don't have to pay the six hundred bucks?"

"Nope! Consider it wiped clean. And if you need anything else, just call. We've got a rewards program now. Every tenth purchase, you get a free gift!"

Caroline opened her mouth, then closed it, visibly grappling with a response. "I have... so many questions. But I think I'm just going to smile and nod."

Max grinned, clutching the basket like it was an Olympic trophy. "Well, look at that! I came in with debt and left with free stuff. This is the best adulting I've ever done."

Alice gave them a thumbs-up. "Enjoy! And remember, if anything else starts to feel like glue, just call us."

As they walked out, Max shot Caroline a smug look. "See? You thought this was gonna be a nightmare, but I just got a free lube basket. The universe loves me."

Caroline muttered under her breath. "Or it's trying to keep you out of trouble because it knows you'll find your way back into it no matter what."

Max laughed. "Oh, ye of little faith. C'mon, let's go celebrate my victory with something less... slippery."

And with that, the two best friends strolled down the street, the oversized pink basket swinging between them, drawing curious stares from every passerby.

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