(This is a tongue-in-cheek Erotic Horror story. It contains representations of seduction, lesbian sex and light bondage. As always, your literary comments and your votes are appreciated.
A Happy Halloween to All!)
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There are times in life when you take stock of yourself and ask: 'Where did it all go wrong?' The particular circumstance that I found myself in on that fateful evening was that I was sitting in a credit counseling service staring at a set of papers while trying not to check out the credit counselors gorgeous boobs.
Ivanna Basarab was not at all what I would have pictured a credit councilor, or an accountant to look like. She appeared to be neither young nor old. She was quite tall. She had pale skin that was starkly offset by her jet black hair. Yes, Ivanna was exquisitely beautiful. And although it appeared that Ivanna was trying to keep her ample assets tucked away inside that frilly blouse and indecently short, slit skirt, it is entirely clear to me now that the opposite was true.
Unfortunately for me, such moments of clarity are usually reserved for the times in life after you have slid down to the point of no return on whatever slippery slope that you happen to be on.
Ivanna looked over the tops of her glasses and pointed a long manicured finger at the end of the first page while directing helpfully, "Initial here dear."
Startled, I looked up from her cleavage and stammered, "Yes, but I haven't finished reading the document... I normally wouldn't sign anything like this without my wife present."
Ivanna's beautiful blood red lips curled into a knowing smile and as she sympathized, "Yes, I realize that this process is difficult and the fine print doesn't make it any easier. But just as soon as you initial the first page, we can move on to the next page of the agreement.
If it will make it easier for you, I'll just explain each page more fully for you as it relates to the brief verbal explanation that I have already provided. Then you initial, or sign where I direct you to. Oh where are my manners? Drink your tea dear."
I hesitated before I took a comforting sip from the cup of herbal tea that Ivanna had made for me only a few moments before, while she had briefly explained the process that I was going to be subjected to. Then she had proffered the contract for me to sign.
"Well you see; it's just that... Jolene has been away for the last week, uh, on er, business. She did promise to be here tonight though; maybe I should just wait until my wife arrives."
Ivanna's beguiling green eyes sparkled as she slid a pen closer to my hand, "There, there now. I know all about it. Your case is hardly unique. You've gotten in over your head and now you need to have a helping hand."
Ivanna caressed my hand with an elegant blood red finger nail, "I am ready to be that helping hand Phillip. You just have to learn to trust me. Almost all of the happy members of my 'family' were hesitant at first, but once the document is signed they always feel so much better!
Now, the first page simply says that I agree to assume all of your existing worldly debts. Since only you seem to have a problem with resisting the unrestrained use of the credit cards that are in your name, I don't think that we need to wait for Jolene. Initial right here then turn the page. Now drink your tea darling."
I wearily took a deep sigh then took another sip. I reflected that normally I don't even like herbal tea. I heard the impatient tapping of Ivanna's fingers on the desk top. Still I hesitated for another moment. I took another sip of the steaming hot herbal tea; I looked again at the jumble of words and had just a little more difficulty than before in focusing my eyes on the page.
A sharp fingernail pointed up under my chin and lifted my gaze to find Ivanna lounging comfortably across the back edge of the desk. Her impossibly long smooth thighs crossed towards me along the side edge of the desk. The cheek of her entrancing face rested comfortably on one lily white palm while the upper half of the unread document was now almost entirely obscured by Ivanna's plump breasts that strained insistently at the shear fabric of her blouse.
Ivanna pouted, "Phillip, I'm going to have to make a small confession... I believe that our new relationship will be greatly aided by my making a clean breast of it, wouldn't you agree?"
I stared dumbly at the sumptuous cleavage before me, "Clean breasts...?"
Ivanna pressed the pen into my hand, "You see Phillip, Jolene has been staying with me for the past week. We have become quite close... and I am hosting a party tonight; you know, Halloween? You are my last appointment for this evening and I KNOW that you wouldn't want for me to be late to my own party, so you should initial here to say that I have fully explained this page to you."
I resignedly nodded my head and smiled in response to her warm welcoming smile.
Ivanna's beautiful green eyes flashed, "In fact Phillip, you should come to my party too; I would love for both you and Jolene to be my special guests of honor!"
I breathed in deep and detected the source of the intoxicating scent that had been slowly filling the room. It was Ivanna's perfume. I hesitated as her massive breasts jiggled invitingly before me. I swallowed while my head began to swim, I unsteadily initialed the page.
Ivanna purred while sliding the cup of tea to me, "Very good Philip! Now drink the rest of your tea while I continue.
The next page is simply a declaration that you have spent a lifetime overcompensating for your perceived inadequacies. Your mother was overbearing and as a natural result, your father began to feel emasculated. Naturally and through no fault of your own, he became needlessly oppressive towards you. This was most likely to make up for his own feelings of inadequacy at being so thoroughly dominated by his wife."
I looked up, not entirely certain that I had heard correctly.
Ivanna's shook her head sympathetically and pouted, "Your class-mates in school all picked on you because of your short stature and your insecurities. As a result, you undertook a program of body-building and joined your high school and your college wrestling teams... initial here, here and here. Drink your tea darling."
I sheepishly initialed where commanded, while wondering why such details of my childhood should be a part of a debt consolidation agreement. Then I took a comforting sip from the cup and froze halfway.
Ivanna's accusing eyes shocked me out of my train of thought as she chided, "Philip, you must learn to drink your tea in the proper fashion; you will drink with the little pinky finger extended!"
I meekly extended my pinky finger and resumed wondering what the circumstances of my childhood..."
A single button popped open on Ivanna's blouse and afforded me an even more breathtaking view of her gorgeous breasts. Then Ivanna began to smile as she caressed my back and shoulder with the point of her shoe as her luscious legs curved ever closer.
I looked dizzily all around from her shins up to the place between her thighs where the ending of the skirt's slit denied me a look at...
"Phillip darling, you have finished your tea. You must let me pour another cup for you!"
Ivanna snatched the empty cup, rolled deftly off of the desk top and turned around to refill the teacup. She wiggled her rounded bottom as she continued to talk to the mirrored wall behind the desk while pouring the cup of tea, "Now the next page details you're your unhealthy obsession with the female body. These immature fascinations absolutely scream..."
Ivanna's breasts jiggled again as she turned back around and placed the cup before me, "...Ah, shall we say 'repressed homosexual urges?' But that of course would be simple Freudian terminology for what would be much more serious and deeply rooted psychological and spiritual problems.
I must admit that I found Freud to be boring little fellow with the most dreadfully simplistic view of human nature. I shudder to think that his theories are still taught in your schools to this day!
Now where was I..., oh yes, your envy of women along with your need to recast your lovely wife in the role of your idealized mother would be your quite understandable response to the confusion over your continual childhood humiliations and the feelings of inadequacy that you must have felt after losing your job. After all, you did spend the next four years, impotently sitting on your wife's couch, while she went out to work each day!
And so there you were: playing video games, amusing yourself with video pornography and maxing out your credit cards with online shopping. Of course you will admit that any real man would have simply gone out and gotten himself another job."
Ivanna's tone turned icily judgmental, "Oh yes and then of course, there were the occasional beatings that you would subject you lovely wife to... Is something the matter Phillip?"
My mind reeled trying to understand how this woman could possibly...
Ivanna leaned from the waist and landed both hands on either side of my hands, affording me yet another dizzying look down her half unbuttoned blouse to where her nearly unrestrained breasts swung hypnotically before me. She looked at me dead in the eyes, smiling a dazzlingly beautiful smile and commanded, "Phillip, drink your tea! You will need to keep well hydrated. You can thank me later."
Ivanna's neatly manicured finger tip pointed, "Now initial here, here, here, here and turn to the last page. See this isn't so painful is it my little one?"
I drank down half of the cup while initialing where commanded and tried to understand why I felt so angry.
Ivanna sauntered seductively to sit herself on the edge of the desk before me. She propped one of her pointed high heeled shoes on the edge of my chair between my thighs, all but trapping my balls under her foot.
I looked up dumbly as she finished unbuttoning her blouse and slipped it off, discarding it carelessly to the floor. "Now this last page simply states that you consent to enter into a personal services contract with me for the term of forty-eight months."
Ivanna unzipped the side of her skirt and tossed it away while confiding, "I was pushing for a life time contract, but your dear wife is such a kind hearted and clever lady. She made me an offer that I must confess I found too tempting to pass up!
Drink up dear. Drink your tea."
Stunned, I quickly finished the rest of my tea, unable to tear my eyes away from Ivanna's long smooth thigh. She turned and I stole a momentary glance down to her neatly trimmed black haired bush that did nothing to hide her puffy pink lips and slightly engorged clit which was peaking up at me from under its hood, only inches from my dick that was now straining to free itself from the pressure of the pointed shoe and burst out of my pants. I watched as Ivanna twisted her trim naked torso, retrieving the document.
She took the empty cup from my listless hand and placed it aside. Then she put the document over her glorious pubic mound while swinging her other leg upwards, bracing the other high heel on the back of my chair, right over my shoulder.
"You should sign here, right next to my signature, Phillip."
I leaned unsteadily forward, slipping down between her cool porcelain thighs and scrawled my signature over the plush, uneven surface.
