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Billie Eilish Debt Collection

Billie Eilish Debt Collection

by noj
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This story is entirely fictional and is in no way connected with the subject. This story contains adult material and is only suitable for people over the age of 18. If you are under 18 please stop reading now. All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living, dead, or undead, is purely coincidental. All characters portrayed in this story are over 18. Do not use this without my permission. (c) Copyright Viper_Noj 2002 onwards. Now, on with the story!

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Showing up at the door of her friend, well sort of, and business associate Rob felt like a huge step. Her hand trembled with nerves as she went to press the bell, hesitating a second.

She didn't know what they were now as there was a lot of animosity between them, stemming for a business collaboration that had gone sour. Billie had known him quite a few years and they'd successfully partnered up on a range of music throughout it, but then it had all turned when she cut him out of a deal to move forward in her career. She figured it was just one of those things and had been disappointed with how it all turned out, but got on with it and left their partnership behind.

Or so she thought, until he suddenly told her he had legal claim over her work since she was using something he'd created for her...without paying or crediting him for it. She'd initially blown it off as bullshit but after he pressed her on it, threatening to take it further she started to look into it. With a few covert questions to legal people she knew and some reading she realised that he probably had a claim against her one way or another.

She'd asked him for more details, which he'd happily given her and upon reading them she'd been gripped by the cold fear that he had her on it. A brief talk with someone in legal she could trust confirmed it and that left her with a choice. She hadn't spoken with her own lawyer, choosing to keep him out of it until she knew what she wanted to do and she tried to decide how to approach it all. He had a claim against her and that was bad news, because either she had to pay him off and admit it, or make him sue her and see what happened. She predicted the outcome was not likely to go her way.

So she thought about it and considered her options for a couple of days. Deciding she had to know more about it she asked to speak to Rob, sending him a message asking if they could. He agreed, but told her it was in person and in private. She figured that made sense, given the legal nature of things and so met him at his place. After some pleasantries they got into the discussion and he wasted no time in laying it out in detail, exactly how she'd wronged him, what he thought his legal position was and what he was owed by her actions.

It was worse than she'd thought, well at least it seemed that way and she was concerned she'd really put her foot in it. She'd questioned what he wanted to do, since he seemed set on getting a settlement out of her and making her pay him back for it. He reiterated that she could either financially compensate him, proceed with the legal case and pay him afterwards if he won it which he was quite confident of doing...or she could surrender her body to him to settle the debt.

She'd been stunned by the suggestion, blank for several seconds, then asked him to reiterate it as if she hadn't heard it. He simply told her to grow up with a roll of his eyes, dismissing her shock, telling her she knew exactly what he'd proposed. Expanding, he told her if she didn't want to go the legal route then she could fuck to settle the debt, he'd accept that. Billie had asked if he was serious, disgust growing with her rising anger as he'd told her he was dead serious, she could come and fuck to make it all square if she wanted, but it meant he was in charge to get what he felt was owed.

She'd snapped back at him that she wasn't a whore and he was a pig for even suggesting it, met with a mere shrug from him. As she'd stormed out he'd told her to consider it, because otherwise it was going to be expensive for both of them. She was pissed he'd even suggested the idea, they'd never been anything beside friends and professional partners...even if she'd caught him sneaking a glance at her massive tits now and then. She figured he was a guy after all.

A couple more days went past however and she'd turned the idea over in her head. She still thought he was a prick for suggesting it...but it did represent a very direct, discreet way out of her problems. The bottom line was that either paying him off or letting him pursue it legally, likely to her downfall, was going to be expensive. She knew he had enough money to chase her and get a resolution and on top of the financial blow it would all be publicly recorded and against her forever. It might well make other people reticent to work with her, fearing potential problems down the line and that was hardly what she needed for her career going forwards.

She was well off but she didn't want to hand over a chunk of that money, even if she was legally in the wrong. So the alternative was his other suggestion, to fuck him, with him in charge as he'd fleetingly told her before she'd left. Billie considered it and let her anger simmer, annoyed that he'd gone that way, but she also saw how it was a fairly easy way out of it. All she had to do was show up at his place, get fucked and then wrap it up. As long as she could secure a legal agreement out of it to make sure the matter was closed it was definitely something she could handle.

Deciding it was something she needed to know more about, wanting to explore the option she was now leaning towards somewhat, she'd called him up and asked him about it. He'd shut her down, refusing to talk on the phone and wanting it in person instead. He'd come to her place that time, and once he was there she'd steeled herself and told him she wanted to know what the deal was if she was to fuck him to settle things. He smiled and asked if she'd come around on it, to which she snapped she hadn't, she just wanted the details so she could make an informed decision. They both knew it was bullshit otherwise she wouldn't even have brought it up, but he played along and laid it out for her.

He said to settle it, he wanted to fuck her but she had to completely submit to him. Mentally and physically, she'd be his to do absolutely anything he wanted with. She'd stared at him with an offended expression that covered her trepidation well, heart pumping as he explained she would have to give herself up totally for him to enjoy. It was certainly going to be far more intense than she imagined as she'd expected a night with him where he just had some fun, but instead he was laying out her complete submission which was something she'd never done.

Still intrigued and tempted by the idea of settling the matter privately, she'd probed on whether he would sign things off legally to settle the matter should she go ahead with it. He assured her he was a man of his word and would sign off a legal document agreeing the matter closed, provided there were no details of what they'd agreed in the process. It made sense and she hardly wanted it written down either. He added however to do that he had to be completely satisfied, and that might take more than a single session. She'd grumbled at that, wanting it over and done with, but he pointed out it might take more than one depending what she could handle.

She wasn't completely happy, it wouldn't be all her way, but she figured that's what deals and compromises were about. With a begrudging nod she agreed that should she agree to such a settlement he would have absolute carte blanche and be free to do whatever he chose with her. Billie asked if there were any other options, such as the promise of future work with him, but he refused her. He pointed out that they were hardly in a position they'd want to work together and a promise of future earnings weren't a lot when she'd screwed him over in the first place, which she understood.

With the options on the table, Billie told him to leave and that she'd let him know, snapping at him that it was disgusting and some very dirty business. Rob had just shrugged and said she put herself in that position, reminding her that it was entirely her choice how to proceed as he left her to mull it over.

She took another couple of days to think about it, even though she pretty much knew how she was going to handle it. Handing the money over or getting sued for it was going to be expensive and public knowledge, which she simply didn't want, which left her with just the one option. She'd never debased herself in such a way before, whoring herself out to settle something, but in her situation it was the only other option. His demand of complete submission worried her and it seemed her had something in mind for her should she agree to it, but it was also the cheapest and quietest possible option. Only they would know about it and one way or another the whole sordid saga would be closed.

A phone call was all it took.

"So, have you got an answer for me?" he said after a basic greeting. Knowing he wanted it kept clandestine, which made sense, she kept it brief.

"Yes, option three," she replied quietly but firmly. They both knew what it meant, and frankly it was the only one she'd want to keep to just them.

"Excellent," he replied and she was sure she could hear his smile over the phone.

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"When and where do we do this?" she asked, needing the details.

"My place, Friday night, about eight," he said coolly. Her heart was racing by comparison.

"Friday at eight, got it," she said. There was a pause, silence that stretched before she felt the need to fill it.

"Look should I...I mean..." she stumbled, struggling to speak a moment before getting her brain into gear.

"Do you want me to do anything for you? Wear for you?" she said quickly, figuring dressing up however he wanted her couldn't do anything to harm her chances.

"I'm not gonna be interested in what you're wearing, Billie," he replied, damping her hopes a little.

"Just come ready to fuck, and you know what? Shave your pussy for me," he said.

"Shave it?" she blurted out, just caught out by the sudden request, even though it wasn't exactly outlandish.

"Yeah, completely smooth. Do it for me, your submission starts there," he said and abruptly hung up. Billie was stunned at his rudeness after she'd just agreed to give herself to him, something plenty of people would want, leaving her simmering at how he was treating her. The anger niggled her but she figured she'd put herself into the whole situation and just resolved to do as she was told.

And that was how she found herself at his door. She'd shaved her pussy the night before, sweeping away her dark triangle of womanly pubic hair to leave her lips completely smooth as requested. Despite his lack of interest she'd still chosen to wear some nice underwear, a pair of black satin panties and a matching bra that held up her magnificent tits, concealed under her jeans and simple top, leather jacket over the top.

Steeling herself, the singer pressed the bell and took a deep breath, trying to calm herself. After a moment she heard the lock click and Rob opened the door, standing back to hold it open for her.

"Come in," he welcomed, letting her step into the hall before closing it, locking it firmly. She never remembered him being so tall but he seemed to tower over her 5'3" stature, all curves but no height. His vantage point let him look down her top between her huge tits, but she hardly cared given what was imminent.

"Want a drink?" he asked, heading past her to the kitchen, so casual when she was so tense.

"No, thanks,"

"You sure? Shot of something? Calm your nerves?" he said.

"That obvious?" she replied with an awkward smile, busted.

"Yeah, but it figures," he said.

"Vodka," she said, walking after him into the kitchen. He took a few moments to pour it for her, sliding it to her on the counter, the double shot full to the brim.

"Thanks," she said and immediately necked it, Rob doing the same with his own.

"Another?"

"...Yeah," she replied, figuring it would only help to calm her. He quickly topped her up and she downed another double, coughing at the second shot in quick succession, watching Rob smoothly drain his as she stood it aside.

"You good to go?" he asked. Billie took a deep breath, steeling herself.

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"Yeah," she said with finality, ready to get on with it.

"Good. You come and be my little whore," he said, a sudden tone to his voice, turning it on in an instant as he grabbed her hand and pulled her along the hall, heading up the stairs to take her to the bedroom.

"Fuck, take it easy!" she complained, stumbling as he hauled her along. She was greeted by a firm slap across the face, Rob turning and delivering it perfectly, knocking the air from her lungs in a shocked gasp.

"Remember how it is, Billie. I'm in charge. I say, you do," he growled at her, a tone that made her quiver.

"Ok," she gasped quickly, realising what she'd let herself in for. Rob pulled her up the stairs and into his bedroom, shoving her towards the bed so she stood before him.

"Strip," he ordered her simply, and with the feel of the smack across her face still fresh she instantly complied even as she felt a slight flush to her cheeks. She'd never been treated so abruptly in the bedroom and it was a step in a new direction, but she also couldn't deny it made her tingle a little in a certain way. She wasn't sure she should embrace that but either way pulled her leather jacket off and threw it aside, before dropping to the bed to pull her Converse off.

They took some undoing and his impatience with her was palpable, tapping his foot a little as she struggled at the laces and undid the high tops, wrenching them and her socks off in one motion to chuck them with the jacket. She stood back up to continue, a little unsure how far he expected her to go despite what she was there for...but he very swiftly confirmed it for her.

"Come on, Billie, get on with it," he snapped, stepping forward and grabbing her top, pulling it straight up over her head. She found herself obediently raising her arms straight, making it easy for him to remove, to strip her to her bra. It was something he took a moment of his time to enjoy, throwing her top away as he gazed at her massive tits encased in the silky black satin, pushed up just a little as intended. She'd tightened the straps to pull them up more, knowing he'd want to see that given how she'd caught up ogling her previously.

"Nice rack," he said, stepping back to her to grab at her jeans, "good to finally see them for real."

"Enjoy it while you can," she commented, a little snarky at being objectified even though she'd deliberately told him this was how she wanted to settle their deal.

"I'm gonna," he said with a smile, deciding to let her little remark slide as he tugged at her jeans, making her resist him as he pulled her and unbuttoned them, yanking the zip down. He leaned down and wrenched the snug denim towards the floor, down her legs to reveal the matching black satin panties.

"That pussy better be shaved like I told you," he said, standing back up as Billie stepped out of the jeans and kicked them aside.

"Find out," she invited, figuring she may as well. She assumed he'd just pull them down like the jeans, but instead he stepped right to her, towering over her and making her feel incredibly small, dominated and powerless. Her breath caught as he hand pressed to her tummy, making her jump a little and tremble as he shoved his hand matter of factly down the front of her panties and straight onto her smoothly shaved pussy.

"Very nice, good to know you can follow orders," he remarked, knowing she'd hated him telling her what to do before she even arrived at his place. His fingers lingered, stroking her far more softly than she'd expected, making her push herself into his hand a little, wishing his finger would stroke over her clit as he enjoyed rubbing against the grain to feel not the slightest hint of stubble.

In one motion he reached behind her and released her bra with a firm pinch of the clasp, making her tits drop as the bra gave way around her before he dipped down and pulled her panties to the floor to expose her. She knew what he wanted and didn't try to refuse, shrugging the bra down her arms to throw it aside as she stepped out of the panties. Completely naked before him, she felt exposed and vulnerable, her body displayed for his gaze as he took a few seconds to drink her in, her massive tits finally revealed to him and the pussy she'd shaved just for this moment ready and waiting.

"This is gonna be fun," he commented, as much to himself as her, then wasted no time in shoving his hand through her hair and pulling her to him, kissing her hard much to her surprise. She wasn't sure she wanted to kiss him frankly but was swept up in the whole moment, their tongues roughly entwining before he shoved firmly down on her shoulders to press her onto her knees, his intention clear. Billie knew exactly what he wanted but still waited to be told, figuring she'd better await instructions.

"You know what to do," he said as he swiftly released his trousers, pulling out his rock hard cock in front of her.

"And don't be a prick tease like usual, just get on with it," he added, tone firm and commanding. Billie knew she was on the edge of taking another slap if she messed around so got straight on with it, grabbing his cock to feel it strain immediately in her grip, so absolutely iron stiff and ready for whatever she was going to give it. Despite the situation it was somewhat flattering he was so rock hard for her, his erection the hardest she thought she'd ever felt and he was a good size to boot.

She immediately closed her mouth around him, starting as she might normally with a suck to his head, taking just a little of him in as she got used to it and let him feel her touch. He groaned a little, straining as he finally got what he wanted from her, just giving her a moment to get on with it and show what she could do. She knew the agreement and he figured she'd perform since she wanted to make a deal. Billie was well aware and knew she had to show him something, but still intended to build up to it and get into her rhythm. With slow, rather sensual effort she got giving him a blowjob, rocking her head onto him as she worked her tongue around his bulging cock, feeling him pulsing and straining against her, getting on her way.

"Jesus Christ, just fucking suck it, you cunt!" he snapped, suddenly grabbing her head and hauling her down intently, catching her completely by surprise as his fingers twisted through her hair and yanked on her skull.

The surprise meant she couldn't even react fast enough, let alone think about it as he drove his cock into her throat, every millimetre of it, making her swallow him deeper than any man she'd ever sucked before. He pressed her to him dominantly, completely in control exactly as he'd told her he would be but she never quite realised what it meant...until that moment as she choked hard on his cock. Her body heaved immensely, gagging hard and trying to pull back as he held onto her and made her take it as her eyes streamed, squeezed shut at the intensity. She choked hard and coughed through her nose, barely able to take it until she managed to find enough strength to shove off his legs and wrench back, his fingers yanking painfully at her hair.

She coughed hard and wetly hauled in a desperate breath, rearing up from the floor she'd tumbled to, just in time to catch a hard slap across the face that sent her tumbling back down. She braced herself on one hand as she let out a cry, the shock and sting of it hurting in equal measure as he physically reminded her of her place. He didn't give her the chance to recover or refuse however, grabbing her hair and yanking her back up, directing his aching erection against her lips as she resisted him for a moment. She couldn't help but notice how incredibly hard his prick was, absolutely like iron for her, telling her exactly how much he was enjoying treating her how he was.

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