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The Trade

by Jo. Schmidt about a year ago in erotic
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Part three

Mara was surprised how well she had slept giving the circumstances of the situation she was in.

After Eli had left the previous evening, she got dressed in her old t-shirt, put her panties back on and slid under the covers of the massive bed. She worried for a little while that Eli may return, but laying on the comfortable mattress and under the warm sheets, she fell asleep almost immediately.

Eli was true to his word and didn’t return until the morning. He knocked on the door of the bedroom then entered without waiting for her to respond followed by a young woman who looked to be in her early twenties.

“Good morning, Mara,” Eli said.

“Hi,” she said, pulling one of the bed sheets up to her neck to cover herself, though she had a t-shirt on.

“This is Bridget,” he said, motioning to the woman with him, who waved at Mara. “She is one of the family's personal assistants and she has agreed to take you shopping for some decent clothing today.”

“Okay,” Mara said.

“I have to go, but Bridget will wait here until you are ready and then there will be a car waiting to take you into the city.

Again, without saying goodbye, Eli left the room, leaving Mara and Bridget alone. Bridget smiled friendly and Mara smiled back, feeling a little more comfortable being with another girl.

After she dressed, brushed her teeth and hair, Mara followed Bridget downstairs and outside where a black town car was waiting.

Mara was surprised to discover they weren’t actually in New York City anymore, but in the country an hour outside the city.

“Mr. Pryde does most of his work and business in the city, but he wanted his family living in a safer place, so his wife and sons all live out here,” Bridget explained to Mara as they drove along the lush tree-lined roads. “We’re only about an hour from the city so it’s not a long drive at all.”

Mara was actually finding that she was really enjoying the car ride and almost wished it was a little longer. Having grown up in New York City, Mara had only been in a car a handful of times in her life. She had grown up without a family car and had taken the subway most of her life.

Soon enough though, they were in the city and Bridget took her hand and led her through the doors of Saks Fifth Avenue, a store that Mara had never shopped at in her whole life.

After almost five hours of shopping, the trunk of the town car was overflowing with the purchases Bridget had made for Mara on Eli’s credit card. They had bought clothes, shoes, bathing suits, makeup, skin care and, most importantly, lots of lingerie.

Mara actually had a really good time shopping with Bridget. At first, she has a hard time looking past the prices of some of the things Bridget insisted she try on, having never been able to afford such luxurious things. But after a while, she found herself enjoying Bridget’s company and even hoped they could spend more time together back at the house when she wasn’t locked up in Eli’s room.

When they were almost back to the house, Bridget was telling Mara about her previous employer prior to the Pryde’s when she received a text message and paused her story to read it.

“It’s Eli,” she told Mara. “He will be home in about 30 minutes and he wants you to put on your favourite thing you bought today and meet him in his room.”

Mara had to think for a minute what her favourite thing was out of the many new clothes in the back of the car.

“I got so many amazing things,” she said to Bridget, “it’s hard to pick just one, but I think one of my favourites is the white Alexander McQueen sun dress.”

“Oh no,” Bridget said, shaking her head. “He won’t want to see you in a dress.”

“Oh,” Mara said, looking forward, realizing what Bridget meant. In her mind, she scanned through what was in all the pink Victoria’s Secret bags in the back, there were at least four. “I don’t know what my favourite thing was.”

“You got a lot of great stuff. You really can’t go wrong with any of it, but if you want I’ll pick something for you,” Bridget offered.

The town car pulled up in front of the house and the two girls got out. With the trunk opened, Bridget scanned through the many shopping bags finally pulling one out and handing it to Mara.

“Wear the matching red set,” she told Mara, holding the bag out for Mara to take. “Now go,” Bridget told her, shooing her inside the house.

“What about everything else?” Mara asked.

“They’ll be brought in later,” Bridget assured her. “Now go get ready before Eli gets home.”

As Mara walked towards the house, she found it odd that Bridget was sending her off basically to have sex with her employer, but she was their personal assistant, it was her job to do what she was told, whether that was pick up coffee for them, or prepare their sex slaves.

In the house, Mara was joined by a new member of the Pryde’s household staff who led her up to Eli’s room, opening the door for her, then locking it behind her.

Alone in the room, Mara put the Victoria’s Secret shopping bag onto the couch and dug through it, looking for the red set Bridget had suggested. She removed her clothes and old undergarments, laying them on the couch. It wasn’t until she was adjusting the waistband of the thong, that she took a moment to wonder why she was being so obedient with the instructions Eli had given. She had been forced into this situation without any knowledge or consent, yet here she was, standing in the lingerie set that her captor had bought her and ordered her to put on while she waited for him.

Looking at herself in the mirror, she felt so small and did not feel confident at all wearing nothing but underwear. Her breasts were so small, there was barely any fat to them and her ribs stuck out as if she was a patient recovering from an eating disorder. At home, she barely had one meal a day, they only ever had enough that everyone got a small dinner portion and there was never enough for her to take anything to school for lunch. Buying lunch at the school cafeteria was laughable with the pennies in spare change she had. While at lunch with Bridget, she had a full sized bowl of pasta, it was the biggest meal she had eaten in years and she wasn’t even able to finish it all.

Despite the terror she felt of being Eli’s slave, would meals like that come along with this arrangement, she wondered. She could live without the expensive shopping sprees, but the thought of having three square meals a day really made her wonder if all this was worth it.

She stood there, thinking about the possibility of having some sort of body definition and actually being able to fill out the cups of her bra, when the lock on the door clicked and Eli walked into the room.

His eyes went directly to the bed, but when he didn’t see Mara there, he looked around the room, finally seeing her standing by the couch.

“Come here,” he told her.

Slowly, Mara walked around the couch and towards Eli. She stared at the ground the whole time, only glancing up once to look at Eli, who was watching her intently with every move she made.

“Stop,” he ordered as she stood a couple steps in front of him. He looked her up and down, having the same thoughts in his head that he had yesterday, she was beautiful but so skinny.

He stepped closer to her and his fingers traced their way around the lace trim of the cups and he stared down at her chest.

The bra she was wearing she felt didn’t even qualify as a bra. It was a lace bralette that felt more like a sexy sports bra than a bra.

“It was the only thing that fit,” Mara told him, feeling the need to explain why it wasn’t the most sexy bra.

Eli looked up at her, a look of confusion on his face. “What do you mean?”

“None of the really pretty or sexy push-up bras or anything would fit,” Mara explained. “They all looked ridiculous on me. I’m sorry this is all I was able to get.”

“What are you talking about?” Eli said. He took her chin between two of her fingers and lifted her up to look into his eyes. “You look absolutely beautiful, Mara.”

Mara looked deep into Eli’s eyes and knew he meant every word he was saying.

Still holding her chin in his fingers, he brought her face closer to his and pressed his lips against hers. The moment he felt her kissing him back, he let go of her chin and brought his hands up and knotted his fingers into her hair.

He had been dreaming about her all day. It was almost shocking to him that all he had done to her the previous day was perform oral sex on her. There was no way he would be able to show the same restraint today.

Picking Mara up, Eli grasped her by her thighs and carried her over to his bed. She immediately wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck, still kissing him.

Laying her down on the bed, Eli carefully climbed on top of her, being mindful of her very thin body.

Raising up slightly, Eli began to undo the buttons of the shirt he was wearing. “I’m going to fuck you today,” he told her. It wasn’t a question. “I have been thinking about you all day and though yesterday was fun, it wasn’t satisfying enough for me.”

His shirt was completely off now and Mara couldn’t help staring at his body again. He could have been a model with his body and looks.

“I will try and be gentle with you,” he said, now undoing the belt of his pants. “But if I am hurting you at all, say red, and I will stop. Do you understand?”

Mara nodded. “Yes.”

He grinned. “Good.” He lowered his pants and boxers to the floor and Mara’s eyes shot open as his massive cock came into view. It was at least 9 inches long and 3 inches thick. Definitely the largest she had ever seen in her life.

Eli’s grin deepened as he noticed her staring at him. “You like my cock, baby?” he asked her.

Mara looked up at his face. “What?” she asked, not picking up what he had said.

Eli chucked and climbed back onto the bed, crawling towards Mara and pushing her back towards the pillows.

“Have you ever been fucked with a cock as big as mine, baby?” He teased her.

She shook her head, staring at him as he got closer to her.

“I’m going to shove it so hard inside you and fuck you so hard,” he told her.

Mara was backed up as far as she could go on the bed. Eli was closing in on her and though her breathing was heavy and she could feel the pounding of her heart beating, she didn’t feel trapped.

She was sitting up on the bed as Eli reached her. He leaned his face into her neck and began sucking and kissing at her skin. Mara closed her eyes and moved her head to the side, allowing Eli’s lips full access to her neck. As he kissed her, he moved his hand down her neck, grasped her breast for a moment, making her moan, then moved it further down her stomach to the lace thong she wore. Mara moaned as his lips kissed at her neck and his hand massaged her pussy through the panties she wore.

The moment Mara spread her legs a little further apart, Eli took the opportunity to pull the fabric of her panties to the side and stick his long thick finger inside her moist cunt.

“Oh God,” Mara moaned. She wasn’t very wet yet so the initial penetration hurt a little at first, but the more Eli sucked on the skin on the neck and moved his finger around inside her, the more wet she became. He curled his finger inside of her, causing her to lean her head back and cry out. Her moans were so sexy and were making Eli even harder just listening to her.

Feeling her pussy tense up, Eli knew she was close, but not wanting her to cum just yet, he pulled his finger out of her. He wanted to feel her tense up and cum on his hard rod.

As he pulled his finger from her, it was covered in her sweet juices which he put in his mouth and sucked on. She had the most delicious tasting pussy and cream he had ever had. He could spend an entire day eating her out and not once get bored or feel unsatisfied.

As he finished off the sweet treat on his fingers, he looked at her. “God, your cunt tastes so good,” he told her.

Before pushing Mara down onto her back, Eli removed her lacey bra. Looking down, he stared at her chest. There was barely anything to her. No fat or anything to her breasts. Just two hard pink nipples.

Blushing, Mara covered herself. “It’s so embarrassing,” she said, quietly.

Looking back at her face, Eli asked her, “what is?”

“How small my boobs are. I feel like a little kid,” she told him.

“Hey,” he said, gently placing his hand on her face and bringing it up so she was looking directly into his eyes. “You are beautiful. I promise you I’m not just saying that. You are so incredibly gorgeous and once we get you up to a healthy weight, you are going to be a Goddess.”

No one had ever spoken to her like that. Almost all her classmates, and even her last boyfriend made fun of how skinny she was and how she had no tits. Once again, she found herself so touched and surprised by how much it seemed Eli actually cared about her.

Moving his finger across her cheek softly, Eli wiped away a tear Mara hadn’t even realized she had cried.

Slowly and carefully pushing Mara down onto the bed, placing her head on the soft pillow, Eli kissed her lips. Mara kissed him back, wrapping her hands around his head and holding onto him.

She moaned into his mouth as she felt his hard cock grind into her pelvis. She couldn’t explain it, but she knew she wanted him inside her as badly as he did.

With her lips preoccupied with Eli’s, Mara wasn’t sure how, but somehow, Eli removed her thong from around her legs, tossing it onto the floor with her bra and his clothes. Without thinking, she spread her legs, inviting him to enter her, but the moment she felt the tip of his rock hard member against her sex, the practical side of her brain kicked in and she pulled her lips away from his.

“Wait,” she whispered.

“Is everything okay?” he asked her.

She looked down, between their bodies where his cock stood ready, then looked back at Eli. “You aren’t going to put on a condom?”

“Are you not on the pill?”

She shook her head. “No, we didn’t have money or the insurance for it.”

“Fuck,” Eli said. He reached over and opened the drawer of the bedside table. “We’ll have to get you started on that,” he told her, as he dug around in the drawer. “I’m not a big fan of condoms.”

Pulling a silver packet from the drawer, Eli tore it open. He sat up slightly, allowing himself to roll the rubber onto himself, then leaned back down, kissing Mara on the cheek.

“Now,” he said, “no more distractions, okay?”

“Okay,” Mara agreed.

“Good, now, brace yourself.” Without giving her any other warning, Eli slammed his huge dick inside her.

“Oh God!” Mara cried out, as he penetrated her. His cock was so huge and she wasn’t expecting all of him all at once.

He pumped himself slowly inside her, groaning in pleasure. He remembered thinking yesterday how he was disappointed at first that Mara wasn’t a virgin, but her pussy was so tight, it felt like she was. “Fuck,” he moaned out, “you are so tight.”

He worked himself inside her slowly, building up a lubrication along his entire length before pulling himself out completely and slamming back inside her hard.

Mara’s nails dug into his back as he fucked her harder and faster. She had only ever enjoyed sex with one of the people she had been with, her ex-boyfriend, and even he was no comparison to Eli. He didn’t have the length or thickness Eli’s cock had. He didn’t hold her and kiss her the way Eli’s lips kissed at her neck as he thrusted himself deeper inside her. She felt her orgasm building up so fast, something else her ex couldn’t do.

“You going to cum?” Eli asked her, continuing to pump his manhood into her sex.

“Yes,” she said through clenched teeth. “It feels so good.”

Her cunt felt so amazing around his cock. He wanted this feeling to last forever. He could have fucked her for hours and it would never feel boring. Unfortunately though, he felt his body tense as he too began to climax.

“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” he groaned louder and louder with each thrust inside her heat. As she began to come, Mara’s pussy clamped itself around his cock and Eli’s entire body tensed as he simultaneously came, shooting his load into the condom.

Eli collapsed onto Mara’s, both of them gasping as they came down. Eli remained there as he cock slowly softened and fell out of Mara.

Finally speaking, Mara told him, “That was amazing.” Eli lifted his head up and looked at her. Given the circumstances of her situation, he was surprised to hear those words come out of her mouth. She laid there, looking so content and happy, the sight of it making Eli smile.

“I’m glad you thought so,” he said. “It was amazing for me as well.” Rolling off her and resting beside her, he asked, “was it better than you’ve had with others?”

She giggled as she rolled to face him. “Yes,” she answered. “Yes it was.”

Eli took the blanket and brought it up to his chest, covering the two of them with it. “If you don’t mind me asking,” he said, “What happened to you that you lost your virginity at 12?”

Mara bit her lip and looked away from him, her mood instantly changing.

“Hey,” Eli said, putting his arm around her and holding her close. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to upset you. You don’t have to answer right now.”

Mara looked up at him again. “I’m sorry,” she whispered. “It’s just not something I like talking about.”

“That’s fine,” he told her. “You don’t need to apologize.” He kissed the top of her head. “Tell me whenever you feel comfortable telling me, okay?”

She smiled a small but sweet smile. “Okay.”

Smiling, and kissing her forehead again, Eli said, “get some sleep. Tomorrow I will show you around the house some more so you don’t have to stay locked in this room.”

“You mean, I actually will get to leave the room?” she asked him.

He chuckled. “Of course you will. I’m not a monster, Mara.”

As Mara lay in bed, held close to Eli, she thought back to her previous thoughts of why she was obeying Eli’s orders, why she hadn’t even attempted to run off while she was with Bridget today or why she allowed him to fuck her without putting up any sort of defense. It was because for the first time in her life, someone was taking care of her instead of her taking care of them. Her whole life was made up of hand-me-downs from her mother and older brother, only on a rare occasion did she ever get something new for herself. For the first time, she was being spoiled rotten by someone who barely knew her. And for the first time in her whole life, Mara actually felt safe.


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