13-05-2019, 03:52 PM
Archana stared at him, her mouth agape as the implied blackmail sunk in. He removed any remaining doubt as he made a pronouncement:
"Look, Mrs. Michael, let me cut right to the chase. You don't have a lot of options here."
"W-what are y-you ... um ... what are you saying, Deepak?"
"I'm saying that I own you, Mrs. Michael. Quite simply, you belong to me now — body and soul."
"I'm not sure what game you're playing, young man, but ..."
He cut her off and scoffed at her attempted bluff.
"I'm not playing games here Mrs. Michael. Listen to me carefully. This is a small town and I can think of a lot of bad things that could happen to both you and your son if certain people found out what you've been up to over here tonight. You're a smart lady and I have to think you know even better than I do what's at risk for you."
Archana swallowed hard as she tried not to consider all the horrible consequences that she knew would occur in a small community like Panvel.
"But - but why are you doing this ... I've always been good to you."
He laughed derisively and responded, "Listen, I really do feel badly for you, Mrs. Michael. — I'm not kidding. — I know you're a good person and you really don't deserve this." He smiled at her patronizingly for a few moments and then continued. "Unfortunately, you see, I'm not such a nice person. Let me explain a few things. You know, lots of guys have hobbies, play sports or get involved with various activities and past-times. — But I'm a little different. My passion is hunting." He watched her puzzled expression with amusement before adding "... and maybe now you can guess just what it is that I like to hunt."
His words were dripping with salacious import as he looked at her expectantly with a broad smirk.
"M-m-...me?" Archana asked incredulously.
"Ten points!" he laughed. "And you are definitely a particularly fine specimen — probably my favorite so far. So the correct answer is 'women.' I love to hunt attractive women and I love even more to make them my property."
Archana swallowed hard. "Ummm, Deepak what does that mean ... exactly?"
She felt feverish as she realized that the boy was completely serious and this was definitely not a game.
"It means exactly what it sounds like, Mrs. Michael. Unless you want to risk having these images and videos unleashed on social media, you're going to agree to become my property. You'll be owned by me — you'll belong to me."
"Look, Mrs. Michael, let me cut right to the chase. You don't have a lot of options here."
"W-what are y-you ... um ... what are you saying, Deepak?"
"I'm saying that I own you, Mrs. Michael. Quite simply, you belong to me now — body and soul."
"I'm not sure what game you're playing, young man, but ..."
He cut her off and scoffed at her attempted bluff.
"I'm not playing games here Mrs. Michael. Listen to me carefully. This is a small town and I can think of a lot of bad things that could happen to both you and your son if certain people found out what you've been up to over here tonight. You're a smart lady and I have to think you know even better than I do what's at risk for you."
Archana swallowed hard as she tried not to consider all the horrible consequences that she knew would occur in a small community like Panvel.
"But - but why are you doing this ... I've always been good to you."
He laughed derisively and responded, "Listen, I really do feel badly for you, Mrs. Michael. — I'm not kidding. — I know you're a good person and you really don't deserve this." He smiled at her patronizingly for a few moments and then continued. "Unfortunately, you see, I'm not such a nice person. Let me explain a few things. You know, lots of guys have hobbies, play sports or get involved with various activities and past-times. — But I'm a little different. My passion is hunting." He watched her puzzled expression with amusement before adding "... and maybe now you can guess just what it is that I like to hunt."
His words were dripping with salacious import as he looked at her expectantly with a broad smirk.
"M-m-...me?" Archana asked incredulously.
"Ten points!" he laughed. "And you are definitely a particularly fine specimen — probably my favorite so far. So the correct answer is 'women.' I love to hunt attractive women and I love even more to make them my property."
Archana swallowed hard. "Ummm, Deepak what does that mean ... exactly?"
She felt feverish as she realized that the boy was completely serious and this was definitely not a game.
"It means exactly what it sounds like, Mrs. Michael. Unless you want to risk having these images and videos unleashed on social media, you're going to agree to become my property. You'll be owned by me — you'll belong to me."
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