[ Welcome to my first script! This is my first time writing anything 'script'-like, so I hope you enjoy! :D Any critique would be appreciated as well! ]

Hey. /Hey/. <<He slaps the listener's face a few times, causing them to jolt awake. He snickers, stepping back.>>

There you are! Jeez, didn't think you'd get up after that tranquilizer. Maybe I shouldn't have used such a strong one on such a pretty young thing. A hit to the pressure point probably would have done it.

<<As the listener begins to panic, he covers their mouth quickly.>>

Shshshsh! Are you trying to get yourself killed!? I pulled you in such a remote place for a reason, sweetheart. There are people who are paying very high money for a body like this, and I'm not trying to damage merchandise. <<He snickers.>>

Unless you're into that kind of thing. Heheh. <<Looking his hostage up and down, he seems pleased with his decision to take this job. He lets out a low whistle.>> And god, are you somethin' to look at. I'd keep you all to myself if I could.

<<Phone rings abruptly.>> Shit, hold on, gotta take this, princess. <<He picks up.>>

Yeah? ... Yeah, I got her, why? ... What kind of problem? ... Come on, don't fuck around with me, boss, I've got this girl tied to a chair in the middle of some abandoned storage unit, just like you asked! You can't be telling me that I, somehow, even though I've done this for you a million times, got the /wrong girl/. ... Oh, so /you/ got it wrong, huh? Well, maybe I wouldn't have the wrong girl if you weren't so fuckin'... ugh. Okay. Whatever. Am I still getting paid?

<<His voice raises into a commanding tone.>> You've known me for /ten goddamn years/. You should be familiar with the fact I do /not/ do favors. Not for you, not for anyone. So don't you dare /bullshit/ me and tell me that I am not getting paid with all the trouble I went through to grab this girl! ... What do you mean 'my payment's right in front of me'-- <<The 'boss' hangs up.>> Boss!? Oh, you piece of-- <<Sighs.>>

Well, that went South fast. You still awake, princess?

... Good. Listen, I'm really sorry about this. I was sure that I had the right person, and I know you're probably scared out of your mind, so how about I take you home and we forget about this, huh? That sound fair? <<The sound of ropes being untied can be heard, though this is optional.>> There. You should probably wait a little before getting up and moving around, though. You've been in that chair for a little while.

...You have a question? Sure, shoot.

About my payment?

<<Chuckles.>> You don't have to worry about that. That's not your problem. I'll just scrape by with what I've got right now, so don't worry about paying /me/ for /kidnapping/ you. For God's sake, I should be paying /you/ for making a big gamble working for such an idiot. ... No, I'm serious, I'll be fine. I don't need your pity, kid, though the fact that you care so much is flattering.

...A payment I can't refuse? ...Now you've got me interested. What's the catch?

<<The listener, rather boldly, crashes her lips against his and he lets out a noise of surprise. After the kiss is broken, he lets out a breathy laugh.>>

A payment I can't refuse, huh... Damn, you know me better than I thought. Or did you notice me eyeing you up like a piece of meat during that phone call? <<his laugh is a bit louder in response to the listener's reply.>> Alright, alright, enough messing around.

If this is my payment, then let's get down to business, shall we?

<<He initiates another kiss, a bit more messy than the last. His hands wander quickly, making quick work of the girl's blouse.>> You've got quite the figure, if I may say so. You got a boyfriend? <<His lips move down to her neck.>> ...No? Now /that's/ a surprise.

Guess I have you all to myself, then. Aren't I lucky. Now, let me just... reach around here and...

<<He undoes the hooks of her bra.>> Theeere we go. ... Hey, don't cover 'em up. I want to /see/. You're my payment, remember? C'mon, arms at your sides.

...You don't mind if I leave marks, do you? <<He waits for a reply.>>

Good, because with tits like these, I don't know if I'll be able to hold myself back. God /damn/, you are gorgeous.

<<He leans in to press his lips against a nipple, sucking hard. He stops swirling his tongue against it after a few seconds: first to breathe, then to repeat the process to the other. In response to the listener's reaction, he makes a noise of approval/maybe a little laugh?>> You like that, huh?

Good to know; I'm liking the noises you make, too. Hopefully by the end of this you are /screaming/ for me. Now, you wouldn't mind spreading your legs a little, would you, princess?

...Ohoho, looks like someone's already soaking through those short shorts. Ve-ry nice. Mind if I make this quick? You don't like these shorts, do you? ...Or those panties, either. They're probably soaked beyond repair, anyways. <<He snickers.>>

Alright, great, because as appealing as having you stand up and wiggle them off is, I've got a schedule to adhere to. Time is money, sweetheart. <<The sound of a blade flicking open is heard, along with the cutting of fabric.>>

Perfect. Now that's what I like to see. A beautiful girl, trembling beneath the edge of the blade so close to your clit... <<He bites back a groan.>> You are soaking onto the /chair/, babe. Here, let me clean that up for you... Just let me kneel down and... <<He leans down to face her entrance, leaning in to taste. You can just do some improv here? I think 10-15 seconds should do>>

Now, let's stop this here, just so you don't cum. I want to feel you clenching around my cock, and if you're all tired out from this, well then, that just won't do, will it?

<<He stands up. The sound of his pants unzipping is heard, and he pulls out his cock, giving it a few quick strokes and letting out a quiet moan.>> Fuuuck yes... We are going to have /so/ much fun, princess. Now, just let me switch places with you, so /I'll/ be the one in the chair...

<<He shuffles around a bit, eventually ending up in the chair where the listener once sat.>> Now, why don't /you/ take a seat? <<He laughs at his own joke.>> Alright, alright, I'll shut up. Get over here.

<<As the listener slides down on him, his breath hitches and he lets out a loud moan, a bit embarrassed at it's volume.>> Sorry about that, I just-- I haven't done this in a little while, so-- oh, fuck, you are so tight you know that? Please, please move. I want to feel you move around me, /please/.

<<When she moves, he bites his lip, trying to stifle his noise, but it's pretty useless as he ends up giving in a few seconds later due to his own lust. Improv here: sprinkle in little pleads here and there. As he nears his climax, he feels her getting closer as well.>>

You gonna cum, sweetheart? You want me to pull out when I-- /No/? <<He seems baffled, even as he is breathless.>> Y-you want me to cum inside? Jesus /fuck/, you are one kinky girl, you know that? You just let any ol'-- any 'ol stranger fuck you in an abandoned warehouse and cum inside you? Huh? <<His sentences are broken up with little gasps.>> Fuck, fuck, fuck, I'm getting close... Please, please go faster. Please. /Pleeeease-- oh god, oh god--/ <<He orgasms rather loudly.>>

Christ, babe. You are... you are something. <<He's breathless, and chuckles a little bit.>>

Maybe it was a good thing I snatched you up, huh? Now, let's get cleaned up, and I'll take you home. Your shirt is probably long enough to cover your ass, and if not, I'll just carry you. That sound good?