Hard Core Pawn | By : PlathRamsey Category: -Misc TV Shows > General Views: 1889 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: The work is fiction I have no affiliation/knowledge of Ashley Gold, Seth Gold or American Jewelry & Loan I do not own Hard Core Pawn. No making any profit in any form for this fiction. |
Ashley felt as if her prayers had been answered the night of the auction. The highest bidder had been a deviant Belgian with an offer of $12,000.00 He wanted a very specific pair of panties worn, a designer pair costing $1,000.00... a tab in which he was more than happy to pick up.
Ashley’s only expense was giving her sexual partner a cut of the payment. $1,000.00 up front. Of course she could find any random guy to fuck her for free... but she was a public figure... and a camera was going to be involved at some point. She needed a trusted friend that would agree to sign a non-disclosure contract.
Ashley slipped into a Moulin Rouge corset, a sequined garter belt and a silk red panty as she waited by the door for her gentleman friend. “Seth!?” Ashley tried to slam the door in her brothers face, quickly clinging to her robe. “You need to call first, you entitled SON OF A BITCH! I am expecting company!”
Seth’s fist reached through the space in the door, Ashley struggling to latch the chain lock. A crumbled up wad of paper in his out reached hand. It was the freshly signed contract! Ashley ripped open the door. Pushing his sister out of the way and barging into her home. All he could see was red... and this was while trying to ignore his sisters bedroom attire.
The steaming brother waved the paper over his head and paced her floor boards. “YOU STUPID SLUT!!” He screamed inches from her face. Ashley popped him in the mouth for that comment. His reaction was to grab his face; the slap had made him angrier! “AHHHH, Ashley, what the HELL is wrong with you??”
Now it was Ashley’s turn to get up in his face. She pointed her finger at him. “You have no FUCKING clue what you are talking about! You had NO right to intimidate my friend outta here!” As she’d done so many times with belligerent customers in the pawn shop, she was ready to toss her brother out on his ass. “Now get the HELL out of my house before I MURDER you!”
Seth wouldn’t cower to his older sister's temper tantrum. He charged at her like a linebacker, grabbing her around the waist and slamming her a few feet onto her couch. “Seth! Let me up! You BASTARD!!”
Ashley punched her fists around, getting red in the face herself. She shot Seth a death glare and went to knock him again. This time Seth was prepared. He maintained the upper hand and restrained her wrists over her head.
“Is this the spot you were going to bend over and let some douche-bag STICK his DICK in you!?” Seth made the ‘fucking motion’ with his pelvis, trusting his hips against the love seat to make a vulgar statement.
“Quit HUMPING my couch, you DIP SHIT!” Ashley fired back. She couldn’t move but she got close in his face, they were nose to nose screaming obscenities at each other!
“You are NEVER going to pull a stunt like this again, because I am going to slit your throat.” Seth was overwhelmed and let a wrist go. He took his hand and pushed back his hair... his palm rested on his own forehead as he was still trying to process this.
“Your twat was going to destroy a 70 year business! If the press got a hold of this story... Fuck! This is stupidity, even for your dumb ass, Ash! If you needed cash you should have got your fat ass on the sales floor... not lying on your back! ! !”
With a free hand Ashley gripped her baby brother by his throat until his eyes bulged out of his head. “I’m not a FUCKING idiot, Seth... watch who the HELL you are talking too, or dad’s going to lose his only son!”
“You want to bring dad into this, Ash?! Don’t test me, big sis. I always win. You knock off this porn shit... or I rat you out to dad.” Seth’s beady eyes warned his sister.
Ashley’s mouth fell open, quickly realizing that her brother sabotaged her livelihood and she felt powerless... but wanted to fight to keep some level of authority. It seemed pointless... she was defeated. Maybe her honesty could appeal to her cold-hearted brother’s humanity “Then what the HELL do you expect I do, Seth?!? I am effin BROKE over here while you and living it up! This is how I’ve been paying my bills since I’ve left dad’s shop. If I don’t sell this fetishist my used panties, I am out twelve grand!
The wheels of a business venture were turning in Seth’s mind. Ashley could see his eyes plotting. He gave her a smile... but NOT one of a brother feeling sympathy for his sisters hardship... Seth cupped his sister’s right shoulder and traced his palm down her arm until he held her hand. He manipulated her fingers until she was giving him a handshake. “What if you were only out... six grand?”
Ashley whipped her palm out of his seedy hand. “You bastard PIMP! No way am I going to let you pawn me off to one of your ugly, smelly friends for a lay! Especially to give you HALF! Seth! The man you chased off my porch was a trusted, respected FRIEND. I knew he wasn’t going to run and brag that he banged Ashley Gold of Hardcore Pawn. I don’t trust any of your hangers-on!”
Seth’s hand was still in place, determined to strike a deal with her. “I have the same respect for dad’s business and family dirty laundry as you do, Ash. You need to do this with someone who won’t betray you and ruin your reputation. That’s why I think we need to keep this money in the bloodline. . .”
Seth trailed off and met her eyes. He saw her forehead in wrinkles and her nose turned up at him as she let his business proposition register.
Seth could be angry with her... but she knew he’d keep her confidentiality. The Gold name depended on it. American Jewelry & Loan depended on it. Their future children depended on it. Uh, their future kids that they’d bear SEPARATELY. Not together, ew, no. This was going to be a one time only. Strictly professional. In for the money and to never speak of again! Or else she’d kill him.
“Family wealth triumphs all... That is one way they used to protect old money back in the day. The wealthy would marry their own relatives. To ensure the money stayed in the family.” Seth was using a high pressure sales tactic with an incestuous twist.
Ashley stared at her brother’s palm. “E-E-Eighty/Twenty...”
The slick salesman felt at ease in a negotiation. “40/60”
“No way! Remember I’m going to have to BLEACH my pussy afterward!”
“Yeah! My dick’s going to shrivel up and fall off! So? Plus, I’m doing ALL of the work!”
Ashley’s eyes widened a bit and she found herself with perked up ears. She saw how selfish and lazy her brother could be. She just figured he took the same approach in the bedroom. To let all his women cowgirl him. Unfortunately those had been Ashley’s liaisons as of late...
She smiled to herself in a day dream. Oh! How nice would it be to be pampered until SHE orgasmed. She couldn't deny it would be refreshing to bang her brother... considering he was in shape and kept a slim physique... Ashley took his hand and watched smug satisfaction light up her brothers face.
“You’ve got yourself a deal, Seth Gold.”
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