Alexis Rhodes: Final Contract | By : whiteknight60 Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 5995 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: Disclaimer: I do not own YuGiOh! Yu-Gi-Oh and it's character's belong to Kazuki Takahashi. I'm not making any money off this work, I'm just writing for entertainment value. |
The blonde woman knelt, her throat rammed in by manhood.
He went fast and he controlled it, firmly and aggressively. If she was going to cheat the system, he was going to make her work for it.
She struggled to keep up. Her hazel eyes were wide with shock as she struggled for every breath. Specks of drool, sweat gushed out from the sides of her distorted mouth, her lips stretched open in an unnatural O shape.
He didn't let up, he pumped her even harder.
''Oh come on Alexis,'' he said between a few of the pumps. ''I want my money's worth. What's the use of a pretty face if you can't give proper head?''
She couldn't believe it. Verbal abuse was not part of the agreement. But she couldn't back out now. She had too much to lose. She struggled to keep up, her forehead caked with sweat.
She thought it couldn't get worse… but it did.
''Fuck… you… bitch… whore…''
He uttered profanities at her, in perfect sync with his movements.
''Fuck… you… bitch… whore… fuck… you… bitch… whore…''
She really couldn't breath.
"Fuck… you… bitch… whore… fuck… you… bitch… whore…"
''Fuck… you… bitch… whore… fuck… you… bitch… whore…''
...
Alexis couldn't take it anymore.
''S… stop,'' she managed. ''Stop the tape… please.''
Terence obliged her. He paused the video.
Her face burned with embarrassment. She couldn't believe it. The scene was even uglier than she had remembered and she knew the rest of the tape didn't get any better.
She couldn't have this out. It would destroy her. It would hit millions of views. The media would eat her alive. She would be ruined. The minute this gets out, all of the respect she had worked so hard to earn… it would all disappear.
Alexis bowed her head. Her blonde hair ran down and covered a side of her pretty face.
Slowly, she found herself wandering back to the table where Terence was waiting. The woman picked up the document and the pen.
Her face looked zoned out, almost trance-like. ''I…'' she said, seemingly to herself. ''I can't have this get out. It… it would destroy my career.''
An unbelievable wave of stupidity washed over the woman. And with that, she signed her name on the dotted line.
Terence could practically taste the girl's loss.
Having signed it, Alexis set it down. The contract had barely left her fingers when an eager Terence snatched it away and put it away safely.
She looked at him, her expression resentful.
Terence looked at her. The woman was shorter than she looked on the screen, but much more beautiful up close.
''Wow Alexis,'' he said to her. ''I can't believe you signed it so easily.''
She said nothing. Her hands were balled into fists.
He rubbed it in.
"Ninety-five percent of everything you own and make eh?'' he said. ''You've just lost everything.''
It was an awkward moment for her. All of her accounts, investments, royalties, revenues, her future earnings... all of it marked. Any tournament she were to win now, she'd lose the vast bulk of the money. The full weigh and stupidity of the loss seemed to wash over the woman. She found herself trembling.
Terence went further.
''Now you basically work for me. Now you're basically MINE.''
Alexis lost her class.
''… … FUCK YOU!'' she yelled at him; it was all she had left.
She turned around. Her hands balled into fists, she headed for the door.
An excited Terence rushed ahead. He got in front of her and blocked her way.
One more thing to complete it.
''Actually Alexis Rhodes,'' he said to her. ''To seal our new partnership, I thought I'd fuck you.''
Her mouth dropped open. She heard but didn't respond.
Terence grabbed her shoulders. Turning the woman around roughly, he shoved her headfirst into the table, quickly pressing up from behind her. She found herself pinned down into the table.
Alexis seemed resigned. The unspoken threat of the tapes was clear.
Terence placed his hands around the rim of her navy blue skirt; firmly, he pulled them over her waist. Using a hand to keep the woman pinned down, he used his other hand to tear her throng to the side.
From behind her, Terence now had a perfect view of the woman' perfect pale buttocks. It was the most beautiful piece of female ass that Terence had ever seen.
Terence's lust seemed to reach a tipping point. Frantically, he began to unburden himself from his pants.
Alexis gritted her teeth; her face was still pressed down from above.
Terence was ready. He grabbed her hips, and entered her slit from behind; she let out an awkward cry as he did so.
"GRIIIIIII….''
Terence experienced her sweet nectar. Her walls were tight and she was so good from behind.
Grabbing her hips firmly, he began to fuck her in earnest. Alexis Rhodes's body bucked up and down as she was fucked. There was a rhythmic loud clapping as he pounded against her buttocks.
Terence grabbed a firm fistful of the woman's golden hair. He pulled against it firmly. Alexis let out a sharp cry of pain. He pulled her in closer as he continued to pound her. In the process he spreads her boots further apart. Terence slid one of his hands under her top, it made firm contact with her bare, luscious breasts. Alexis tensed at this new degree of violation.
A wave of frustration washed over the woman. She couldn't believe he had gotten her to sign. On top of that, he would also get this male-female moment with her. Something further in her broke and she lost control. Alexis Rhodes embarrassed herself further, she let out a shrill melodramatic cry.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
Terence did not expect this from her but it was welcome. Time to finish it. Removing his hand from her breasts, he gave her a firm shove and pressed her down against the table.
A few more thrusts against her bare buttocks…
Gasping with lust, he blew his load inside her. His essence overwhelmed the female Duelist's vagina, completing her degredation.
The thing having been done, Terence extracted himself from her, panting with satisfaction. He released her and stepped back.
Alexis Rhodes stood up, her face in shock. Alexis Rhodes felt as though her entire body had been used as a human toilet; he had used her to relieve himself.
She heard a zipping sound from behind as Terence put his pants back on.
"Thanks Alexis, for that," he said to her. "You were great."
She turned around and threw him a poisonous look, how dare he act like it was consensual.
"My lawyers will be in touch with you tomorrow about the wealth transfer," he reminded her.
She was still speechless when Terence picked up his briefcase, turned around, and promptly left the room.
…
Months later the contract was in full operation. Everything had been arranged between lawyers since Alexis, understandably, did not want to see Terence again.
Terence was surprised at her degree of compliance. She disclosed everything, all of her bank accounts, investments, earnings, royalties. Within a few days millions of dollars poured in, rapidly enriching the young promotional agent.
He could only imagine her frustration, losing all that money and having all of her future winnings encroached upon by this contractual attachment. But at the very least, her secret was safe.
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