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Karly paused. She did not know whether to laugh, cry or express her anger. A mixture of all 3 contorted into her open mouthed facial expression. It felt cruel. This promise of a new life where all her problems would be taken care of, she could explore being tied up and tormented and still end up paid for it. It had all been dangled in front of her like a carrot on a string.
“Wha....how...why would I do that? Are you serious?” Karly finally managed to formulate her reaction into some kind of audible sentence.
“Absolutely.” Danny rebuffed. He spoke as if the request was completely normal like requesting to pick up some shopping on the way home.
“But why?”
“I have my reasons. You’ll find out when I can trust you. Look if you are not up to it, thats fine. I’m not going to pressure you either way. That is my deal on the table. If it’s a no then I wish you well with the rest of your life.”
“But sir, you must understand surely? Thats a really big ask. Is there anything else I could do instead? I...I’ve never kidnapped anyone before, how on earth would I pull this off.”
“Its the big thing I would like in return. In terms of experience, you have the internet and books, i’m sure you can think of something.”
Karly couldn’t believe it. It felt like her whole future had been snatched from her right in front of her eyes. She hesitated, wiped the tear from her eye. She then sighed and gave her answer.
“I’m sorry. I don’t think I can do this. I would like to leave now.”
“Of course. Understandable. If you change your mind, just give me a call.” Danny smiled as if nothing had happened. He passed Karly a business card which she took with her. She grabbed her handbag and stormed out of the house towards her car where she drove off in a hurry.
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*the next evening*
“Make that a double. Can we get another round of shots whilst we are at it? Thank you!” Jenny shouted at the barman. She had to shout as the noise from the loud music some may know from a band called LMFAO accompanied by the background noise of everyone in the building made it very difficult to be heard.
Right now if Karly could choose to be anywhere else she would. These frequent work socials were killing her in her current situation. Still, she sat in her pink knee length dress with dark stockings and pink high heels having made an effort. She sipped on her cocktail and faintly listened to the discussions going on around the table. Occasionally she might chime in but regularly she didn’t. Tonight she was in no mood for this.
She watched on occasionally taking a sip of her drink at Jenny and could not help feeling a building sense of jealousy. The slim attractive brunette was 28 only recently. She had long straight dark brown hair that fell almost perfectly to her mid back. Her large breasts and pert rounded ass gained a lot of attention from the men and some of the women as they passed her.
She had chosen a more casual style for the evening. She had a long sleeved woollen burgundy top on which had a slice showing off a bare shoulder underneath. It finished just below her belly button. On her legs she had a pair of very short denim shorts that barely covered her behind. A pair of knee high boots completed her look as her deep hazel eyes charmed any man she fancied.
She watched as she partied, laughed, drank and had fun. She watched her kiss with one man, two, three. In essence she was everything Karly wanted to be. Popular, easy-going and happy. Her ever-building resentment was not helped by her return to the table.
“Thanks Karly for the drinks. Maybe next month it won’t be you that buys the drinks for a change.” Jenny smirked. The music was sligtly quieter in this corner. The other women on the table laughed and Karly played along. It was a wearing in-joke.
“No in all seriousness she did make a major sale. But she STILL finds herself bottom of the sales table. Its almost like you want to buy us all drinks.” The group laughed again. Karly laughed through gritted teeth. She was tired of being the butt of the jokes and it was all getting to her. She needed to pay her rent not buy her boss and staff drinks but the culture here was difficult to remove herself from. In fact the fact she came out with them was probably one of the few things keeping her in the job.
Her nails dug into the palm of her hand under the table. Her fist was clenched. She needed out of this before she did something stupid. She was careful not to be drunk but the alcohol was clouding her judgement.
She glanced at her phone and made an excuse. “Sorry, May i be excused. I’m not feeling great this evening.”
“Oh surprise surprise. Wanting to go home already?” Jenny smirked.
“No, really. Here is your precious drink money.” Karly insisted. She withdrew £20 from her purse, it was all she had left in cash. She then grabbed her bag and began walking away from the table. The red mist was beginning to descend. Jenny was blocking her path so she barged past her.
“Not tonight. No thank you. No.” She muttered a few times to opportunists wanting to try and tempt her into one night stands. She made it outside and headed for the bus stop.
Once the bus arrived to take her home she pulled out the business card again. Her finger stroked over the ‘Danny’ as a tear filled her face.
She filled out a text and was busy reading through it.
An elderly man interrupted her as she hesitated on pressing send. She had read the message over and over by now.
“Everything alright luv?” He could obviously tell she was a little upset.
“Yes. Fine thank you.” She smiled. “Thanks for asking. Rough night is all. Figured an early night would probably be better for me.”
The announcement for her stop came over the intercom. “This is me actually. Have a nice evening.” Karly spoke kindly to the man. They had not had much chance to talk.
“You too. Everything works out in the end.” He smiled. It was obviously a reference to her tense state and him reading between the lines. It was sweet nonetheless.
As the bus drove away that simple line played on her mind. Her feelings of anger were already being replaced by guilt. She had not even done anything yet but it was too late. The message was sent.
A List of my stories:
indeed is Jenny being genuine or is there another motive at play? Hopefully the next few parts will help answer this!
