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Revenge for a crime.

She was now totally in his power.

The whole room, in her eyes, was as bright and colourful as if she'd dropped a big hit of LSD; her whole body was tingling as if she'd swallowed a pill of ecstasy. She looked at Manny's face, but instead of seeing the facial tic, she saw faces of former boyfriends, men she imagined herself reconciled with...men, had she been sober, that she'd never have been reconciled to.

"Come with me, Commodity," he said, standing up. He took her by the hand and led her, still completely naked, out of the VIP room and into the main area of the bar.

A bouncer noticed him taking Kim to the rear exit. The bouncer rushed over to them, saying, "Hey, asshole! What d'you think you're doing, eh?"

He was about to grab Manny and hit him, but Manny wiped some Cream on the bouncer's arm, instantly making him feel sexually excited. Then Manny rubbed some Cream in the muscleman's ears and nostrils; he breathed it in, and became as stoned as Kim. He lay on the floor, pulled out his hard-on, and began whacking off right in front of everybody.

Soon, other people, including the other bouncers, came over and tried to get the masturbating bouncer to zip up his pants. This distraction allowed Manny to slip out of the bar with nude Kim unnoticed.

His car was right by the rear exit, so he got her in the car quickly and drove away.

A few minutes later, Griff rushed back into the bar and into that VIP room, but he saw only Kim's purse, bra, thong, and high heels. His goddess was gone.

"What the fuck?" he said, poking his head out of the room to see if she was elsewhere in the bar. Another stripper, a tall black beauty, approached him with a frown.

"Hey," she said. "Are you with a girl in there?"

"No," he said. "'Come' is supposed..."

"You're not allowed in there unless a dancer takes you in, buddy-boy!" she scolded. "I'm Roxy. I'll go in with you if you like."

"You don't understand. Kim was waiting for me in here, but she's gone. Her things are still here, though."

"Really?" Roxy said. "Why would she leave her stuff in there?"

"I don't know. Is there a safe place to put it? I spent a lot of money on her; I want HER to have it, not some thief."

"I'll put it in her locker," Roxy said, going in the room to get Kim's things.

"I'll see if I can find Kim--er, Come," Griff said, going out of the room and seeing the crowd of people standing around the still-masturbating, still-high bouncer lying on the floor. "What the fuck is going on here? I leave Jack-In-the-Box for a second and everyone starts acting crazy." He was disappointed not to see Kim among the onlookers, or anywhere else in the bar.

He found Roxy and went up to her. "Did you find Kim?" she asked.

"No," he said, pouting and worried. "Is her stuff stowed away safely?"

"Yeah," she said. "Kim's locker was open, so I put her things in it and locked it. Don't worry about that."

I'll just worry about Kim, he thought.

************

In Manny's house, he had Kim in his basement; she was writhing and fidgeting on her back on a bed there. Manny unzipped his pants while admiring her nakedness. He smeared a little Cream on his cock, which immediately pointed up in a full erection.

"Not too much on me," he said. "I don't wanna lose control the way I did with Michael, or the way Kim has lost control here." He twitched. He got on the bed on top of her in the missionary position. "Time to fetishize my Commodity."

He got her legs and spread them wide and upwards, revealing her wet, ready vagina. He slid his cock in slowly, smiling as he heard her sighing and squealing. When he got all the way in, she let out a loud, high-pitched squeal.

He was thrusting aggressively, making her sigh with each poke. He put his hands on her breasts and squeezed them. He marvelled at how she would look into his eyes and grin, blissfully unaware of the fact that a man she wasn't the slightest bit attracted to was enjoying her.

I know you don't like me, bitch, he thought as

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