Blood Slave by Travis Luedke Read Free Book Online

kept at it.
    “I’ll work for you.  I can make two thousand a week.  I do guys and girls and even group sex!  You can have me for free all you want, every day, three times a day if you want.  I give the best blow job you’ve ever had.”
    Somewhere in the mix, begging, naked in his arms, attesting with all sincerity to my superior blow job skills, I saw a change in his face and attitude.  Anger morphed to pity.  Pity was good.  I could live with pity.  Pity meant he might not kill me.  I sensed the difference and pressed the advantage.
    “I’ll never tell a soul, I promise.  I swear on my mother’s grave.  Tell me what you want.  I’ll do it right now.  I can go all night long.  I’m like the energizer bunny.”  I reached into his pants to demonstrate my willingness to service him right there and then.  He stared at me with something like pity, maybe even sympathy.
    “Stop!” he yelled.  “Be still.  I’m not going to hurt you.”
    I felt so relieved to hear those words.  But the bitch was still planning my death.  I didn’t think I’d fully convinced him yet.
    “I’m serious!  I’ll do anything you want.  We can have a threesome right now.  I do anal sex too.  Whatever you like.  You guys into kinky stuff?  You can tie me up, it’s okay.”
    I had my hand in his pants by then, pulling on his cock.  I tried to pull it completely out to suck him, but he spoke with undeniable authority.
    “Stop now!  I’m not going to hurt you.  We are not having sex.  Kindly remove your hands.”
    No mistaking his command, he didn’t want me in his pants.  I’d lost my initiative.  My only bargaining chip gone.  I wondered if he was gay.  That would be so ironic, killed by a gay man who had no appreciation for my offer.  If I couldn’t seduce him, how would I make it out of this alive?  Lia glared at me with one of those looks, her I’m-gonna-enjoy-peeling-your-skin-off look.
    “But … she … she wants me dead.”  I whined to Enrique pointing at Lia.
    He looked at me funny – then it hit me.  I’d basically admitted I knew what she was thinking.  I had opened the lid to Pandora’s Box.  He smiled down at me.
    “You are a telepath, how interesting.”  He looked towards Lia and back down at me.  “I’ve tried repeatedly to teach her to block her mind from this kind of intrusion, but it would seem she lacks the aptitude for it.”
    He addressed Lia.  “You understand you’re broadcasting your every sick thought to this poor girl and she’s mistakenly assumed we are of the same mind.”
    Lia glared at me with vitriol potent enough to poison the New York City water reservoirs.  She imagined new horrors committed against my flesh: impalings, severing of limbs, flaying the muscles from my bones.  She hissed like a reptile.  I flinched away from all that malice and horror.  I leaned into Enrique’s embrace, the very same guy who I’d been fighting with a moment ago.
    “I’m not a mind reader.  It’s obvious she wants me dead.  I mean … just look at her.”  I tried to play the denial game.
    Enrique shook his head in disappointment.  “No lies.  We know what you are.  It cannot be hidden from us.”
    I tried again.  He interrupted me.  “Ahht!  No lies Esperanza.  I’m not going to hurt you.  I promise.  Do you trust my promise?”
    I wanted to so bad.  But she still wanted me dead, and I couldn’t get into his mind.  I nodded yes , but how could I trust a man whose thoughts I couldn’t read?
    “Okay then.  No more lies.  You must not lie to me.  Ever.  You are what you are.  And for this reason I must decide what to do with you.”
    “Please let me go home …”
    “Ahht!  Shush.  No more drama.  I have made you a promise.  I’ll not harm you, and neither will Lia.”  She shot daggers of pure hate at Enrique holding my naked body snuggly in his protective arms.
    He glared hard at Lia.  “You’ll not harm Esperanza.  I