“What the fuck more do you want to do to me?!?” Karen yelled at me.
I chuckled and smiled, “Well, let’s see…” I said while faking being in deep thought and rubbed my chin.
I couldn’t blame her for being frustrated, standing outside of the call center that she’d once run to scam unsuspecting elderly people out of their savings with her tits out for everyone to see must have been humiliating.
“I’ve already paid back everything… and more!” she cried out in frustration.
It was true, she’d spent the last three years using her body to pay back every last cent she’d stolen. At first in strip clubs, then escorting, and finally on the internet.
Today was just our regular bi-yearly check in, to make sure she was still on the right path. I slipped into her mind and rummaged through her memories for the last six months, nothing stood out as a red flag and so I pulled back out.
She gasped as I did and grabbed her temples, “Fuck you!” she shouted.
“When’s your next session with the tattooist?” I asked.
She scowled at me but replied, “Next week.”
“And what’s he doing?”
“My other leg.”
I nodded, “Get him to peirce your nipples to… your tongue as well. It’s time to pump up those lips again as well, they’re getting kind of thin.”
“Bastard…” she said under her breath.
“What was that?” I asked knowing full well what she’d said.
Her eyes went wide, “Nothing! Nothing, just… nothing.” she said trailing off at the end.
“Good. What’s the current charity your donating to?”
“The City Seniors Education Center.” she replied with a sigh.
“Good, now get off my car and hitchhike back home. Make sure to offer at least a blowjob to anyone who picks you up.”
Her body shivered in anger, but she pushed off the truck of my car and walked towards the road while pulling up her top. I got back in my car and drove off, I had other things to do today, but none of them were as satisfying as seeing Karen again.
Normally I wouldn’t have cared that she’d scammed old vulnerable people out of their money, but when she’d done it to my folks… well, that was a different story. It had taken a few weeks to track down the call center and find out who was behind it. Karen was just the onsite management.
Those above her were in far worse condition that she was now. I’d gone easier on the people who worked under her, they were just desperate for a job so I couldn’t go too hard on them. Not that they didn’t get punished, just a short term consequence for their actions.
As I pulled out of the driveway I caught sight of Karen leaning into the passenger window of a car that was pulled over to the side of the road, her ass swaying just as much as I was sure her tits were as she talked to a prospective ride.
A gave a quick honk as I drove by and flashed a smile to her. Maybe next time I’d arrange to meet her somewhere farther away, perhaps another city even, and let her hitchhike all the way back.
I let out a little chuckle and made a mental note to see how far away I thought I could get her and still have her back the same day. After all, it wouldn’t do to have her miss any of her streaming shows, or private sessions with her fans.
