Page 17 of Ensnared
"Is this your first time?"
"Yes," she swallowed thickly. "Is it yours?" Eve nearly shut her eyes at the stupid question.
She could hear the smile again in his voice when he replied. "No. But I won't lie, it pleases me hearing that it's your first time."
The nervous ball of fluttering energy in her flipped a little at his words. She wasn't sure how to take that. Shifting under the silence, she had to stop herself from fiddling with the mask on her face. It was terribly awkward sitting here in front of him. Despite the shadows that covered most of him, Eve could feel the intensity of his stare as he watched her. It didn't matter if she was wearing a mask or not, she felt horribly exposed. Her stomach was a jittery mess and she could hardly control her fidgeting.
Finally, he spoke. "You look beautiful."
That was a lie.
Eve was well aware of what she looked like. While the jeweled cat mask was beautiful against her loose black hair her satin negligée was painfully plain and a little too big. It had been an accidental purchase in the wrong size that she never bothered returning. In the right size, the gown should have flaunted the curves of her breasts and the dip of her hips instead of sitting on her like a formless sack. But it was that or the skimpy red lingerie set she had bought for her and Landon on Valentine's Day. She couldn't bring herself to even touch it, much less wear it. So, here she was in the shapeless shift.
"Thank you." She resisted the urge to bounce her leg in impatience. She wanted this to hurry up and be over. Glancing at the clock at the top of the chat window, Eve nearly groaned. There was still so much time left in the session.
"Push down the straps," he commanded, his voice deceptively soft.
All the nervous energy humming inside her seemed to freeze at once. "What?"
"You heard me." There was a rough edge to his voice that brought goosebumps to her skin.
Behind the mask, Eve closed her eyes and took a deep breath.You knew this would happen,she told herself.Just do it and get the money and then you can treat it like a bad dream.Not giving herself any time to think, she pushed down the strap on each shoulder. The ill-fitting satin nighty fell down immediately and pooled at her waist revealing her naked breasts.
The air in her lungs seemed to evaporate as she waited for the tense seconds to pass.
The man's voice was thick. "Beautiful."
Eve turned her head away.He's lying.She knew how she looked. Overweight and average. Because if she didn't Landon wouldn't have just used her and thrown her to the side the way he did.
"Although, not quite the pussy I was expecting," he teased, his tone low and rich.
Startled, her head snapped back to the laptop only to see Mochi walking across the keys staring with interest into the screen.
"Mochi," she hissed. Grabbing the cat, she picked her up. "I'm sorry, one moment." Standing up the gown fell completely to the floor leaving her fully naked. Beyond embarrassed, she quickly walked off camera and pushed Mochi outside her room door before shutting it.
For a brief moment, Eve considered coming up behind the laptop and shutting the lid. This was beyond mortifying. The whole thing felt surreal. Just days ago, her life was normal and now look at her. Glancing at herself in the mirror, Eve stared back at the sparkling mask on her face. There was no use turning back now, right? This man had already seen everything when she stood up, she might as well finish and get the money she was entitled to.
Slowly, she came back around to the front of the laptop and lowered herself back on the floor. With her legs folded to the side in front of her, Eve covered her breasts and reluctantly looked at the camera.
The man was still sitting there. He was so still she would have thought the screen froze, hoped even. But her luck wasn't that good. To the left of the screen, he twirled what looked like a pen expertly between his fingers, the low light of his room occasionally reflecting off his metallic surface.
"I'm sorry about that," she said softly, unsure of his mood.
"Don't be. Now, lay back. Onto your elbows," he instructed. "That's it," he added as she did as he instructed.
At this angle, she couldn't see the screen. Her feet were pointed to her laptop and her knees were pointed in the air tightly clamped together with her head falling back between her shoulder blades.
"Now, open your legs," he rasped, his voice heavy.
She knew that was next. But even knowing it didn't stop her body from jolting at the command. If she did as he instructed, he would see absolutely everything.That's what you signed up for. To show yourself to some creep on the internet for money, right?The scathing voice in her head said. For the hundredth time, she asked herself how she got here. Just how far was she going to continue falling?
Hesitantly, her feet slid across the carpet until her legs opened and her feet were on either side of her laptop. Eve heard a deep groan from the speakers.
"Very good." His voice was rough and his words clipped. "Thank you."
Looking up, she watched the video blink off until it showed only the logo of the site. Was that it? Was it over? Quickly, she snatched the comforter off her bed and pulled it over her. He had called her beautiful but then immediately disconnected. What did that mean? There had still been time left in their session. The mixture of confusion and the sting of her pride was draining.
Reaching for her laptop she paused when an alert from the site popped up. Eve held her breath as she read the details. One thousand dollars had just been deposited into her account. The remaining five hundred she was owed and five hundred extra dollars as a tip. She sat back in stunned silence. That was one thousand five hundred total, far more than what she was expecting.
