I lay there on Lara’s soft thighs, my face still burning from the two hard slaps. I was only wearing a thin t-shirt now, my jeans half on from when I tried to leave. The red marks of her fingers were clearly printed on my cheeks. My heart was pounding hard.

In this high-end brothel I had seen all kinds of things — cheating husbands, secret affairs, women who loved to dominate, wild threesomes and foursomes, and even crazier stuff. I had dealt with customers and their strange fetishes and sudden mood swings many times. But today felt different. The woman who had been laughing, kissing, and cuddling with me all night had suddenly turned scary.

Lara’s voice cut through the quiet room again. "Did I say that you can leave before time?"

Before I could answer, her hand came down hard once more. *SLAP!* The sting on my already red cheek made me flinch.

"I am s-sorry... please calm down," I said quickly, my voice shaking a little. "I thought we had enough fun and then the call came, so I thought it was okay to go..."

*SPIT.*

She spat right on my face. The warm spit landed on my cheek and slowly slid down toward my lips. I stayed completely still, too shocked to wipe it off.

"A call came and you decided to leave?" she asked, her teeth clenched tight. Her eyes were big and full of anger now. "Then why are you even working here? Just fuck off somewhere else?"

I swallowed hard and tried to sound as polite as I could. "I am sorry, Mam. I’ll stay. Don’t worry..." I even gave a small bow with my head while still lying on her lap.

Lara grabbed a fistful of my hair and yanked my face up so I had to look straight into her eyes. She stared at me like I was some cheap doll she could play with however she wanted. Her face was close to mine, and I could see the little nerves twitching near her eyes.

"That’s what I disgust about you men," she said with a mocking angry smile. "You guys think everything will go exactly as you wish, right?"

"No, it’s okay. Lara, we can work it out," I said fast, trying to calm her down. My voice came out softer than I wanted. "Chill — I am here with you now. I’m not going anywhere."

She kept holding my hair tight, not letting me look away. The spit on my face was starting to feel cold. The room that had felt warm and cozy earlier now felt heavy and tense. I could hear my own breathing and the sound of cars far outside on the street. All I wanted was for her to relax so I could somehow get to the hospital, but right now Lara was in complete control, and she wasn’t ready to let me go.

I stayed quiet on her thighs, waiting to see what she would do next.

My mind was spinning with questions. How did the sweet, fun girl from last night turn into this angry, controlling woman so fast?

"Lie down then..." Lara said in a firm, commanding tone. She tilted her head toward the center of the big bed, her eyes still narrowed.

"Alright..." I replied softly, not wanting to argue anymore. I slowly crawled up the bed on my hands and knees and lay flat on my back. The soft mattress sank under me as I stared up at the fancy ceiling with its dim golden lights.

"Remove this fucking t-shirt first of all," she snapped, her voice full of anger. Before I could even lift my arms, she leaned down, grabbed the collar with both hands, and ripped it open hard from the shoulder. The fabric tore with a loud sound. She didn’t stop there. She kept pulling and stretching it roughly until the whole t-shirt came apart in pieces. She threw the torn bits onto the floor beside the bed.

"Fucking dumb ass!" she growled, twisting her lips in disgust. "You ruined my entire morning mood. I was feeling so nice and relaxed after last night, and now look at what you did."

She stood up straight on the bed, placing one foot on each side of my head. Now she was towering over me, completely naked. Her full, busty breasts and smooth pussy were right above my face. In any other situation I would have been turned on, my heart racing for a different reason. But right now my stomach was tight with worry. All I could think about was Aeri waiting in the hospital and how I needed to get there fast.

"I am sorry, Lara," I said, trying to smile even though my cheeks hurt. "I am here with you till 10. Okay? Relax now. We can still have a good time together. I won’t go anywhere."

She didn’t reply with words at first. Instead, she looked down at me with cold eyes. Then she spat on her own right leg. The spit landed right on her big toe and the other toes, making them shiny and wet.

"Here... lick it," she ordered, lowering her right foot and placing it directly in front of my mouth. She put both hands on her waist and stood there like a queen, waiting.

I didn’t argue or say anything back. I gently took her foot with both of my hands, holding it carefully. I started licking her toes slowly and properly. First I sucked up every drop of her spit, swallowing it without making a face. Then I kissed each toe softly, one by one, sucking them gently into my mouth and cleaning them with my tongue. I moved to the bottom of her foot, licking it with long, affectionate strokes, making sure I covered every part. I wanted her to feel good so she would calm down.

"Ahmm... yeah, that’s good," she said after a minute. Her voice sounded softer now, and a small smile finally appeared on her lips. She even let out a little sigh of pleasure. "Keep going just like that. Use your tongue more."