Chapter 31

Sebastian and I received matching texts this morning to tell us that we needed to present ourselves for another PR date. This time at the Studio for another artist's album launch party.

It was the perfect opportunity for us to enact our revenge against Karl. I'd been brainstorming the best plan of action the past couple days, and I had finally cracked it. Or at least I hoped I had.

My hair is parted down the middle, and I'm rocking my natural golden waves. I'm wearing the sexiest, skimpiest, little black dress that I own. My boobs are on full show, and the skirt barely covers my ass. I finished off the look with a simple gold chain that drapes long and disappears into my dress.

I arrive at the party. Alone.

I need to be alone for the plan to work properly.

Entering the space, I move to congratulate the celebrating artist. In my peripheral, I'm searching for Karl.

There he is, not too far from the bar, lurking in the corner on his own.

Karl is such an unfortunate looking male. And his current expressions aren't doing him any favors as he catches a glimpse of me. His gaunt, gray-skinned face contorts into confusion initially, the place where eyebrows would normally be drawing together.

His eyes scan the room, clearly searching for Sebastian. Who should be behaving perfectly, standing close and doting on me. I can see the moment that he realizes that I'm alone, his red eyes glowing in a fit of rage. He forcefully grabs his phone from his pocket, lifting it to his ear to make a call.

I speak to a few people, politely engaging in simple conversation, always keeping a watchful eye on Karl. I take a deep breath, I need to do this for Sebastian. With that, I meander over to Karl.

"Karl!" I greet him, holding out my hand. "It's so good to properly meet you, somewhere a bit more comfortable."

I lean forward a little, making sure that my boobs are in his line of sight.

"I'm sure you're wondering where Sebastian is," I make sure to fuel as much vitriol into his name as I can. "I told him not to come. He's obsessed with me, the poor thing. But, God, he's so weak willed.

"You know," I pat his chest as I speak. "When I was told I was going to get to date a real Monster, I thought that would actually be the case. But he's not at all what I expected…"

I make sure to leave my hand resting on his chest a moment longer than appropriate. I can see the wheels in motion in Karl's mind. I really hope he takes the bait.

"I'm so thirsty…" I say, glancing towards the bar.

"Let's get you a drink then." He motions me to walk ahead of him.

When we reach the bar, he discreetly grabs my ass, squeezing tightly.

"I could show you a thing or two about how a real Monster fucks…"

I give him a flirty smile, feeling so absolutely gross inside, as he orders our drinks. We sit at the bar as we quickly make our way through the drinks.

Once I see that he's finished his, I lean forward and place my hand on his bony thigh. I push my boobs together as I do, giving him my best bedroom eyes.

"It's kind of loud in here." I tell him. "I'm going to go somewhere quieter."

I don't wait for him to respond, slipping down off my stool and walking away. I feel him behind me as I walk down the hall, knowing that he's enjoying the feeling of stalking me.

I slip into one of the recording studios, leaving the door ajar. I hear the door click shut behind me as his gross, skinny tail wraps itself around my ankle, drawing me to a stop.

He moves close, his hands on my waist as he sniffs me.

"So you have fucked him…" he says.

I turn to look at him, hoping he doesn't try to kiss me.

"Yes, I fucked him. But then he became so obsessed with me, it was kind of embarrassing…"

He laughs, an evil glint in his eye.

"That checks out, Sebastian was always a bit too weak in that way." I place my hand on Karl's chest again, slowly stroking him. "But I did manage to take advantage of it, at least."

His words start to slow, slurring together. He doesn't seem to notice yet at least. I just have to hope that the bartender got the dosage of the muscle relaxant perfect.

"Can you fuck me like a real Monster, Karl?"

"Of course, baby. I'll give you what he couldn't."

He leans in to kiss me and I turn my face to the side.

"I'm nervous though." I sigh. "What if you become obsessed with me like he did? What if you hurt me? I want to be fucked... But I don't want to die today."

Karl makes a frustrated sound, his breath coming in quick pants. He grips my ass and presses me against him.

"How about you ease my mind a little, first?"

He groans with impatience, "OK. What do you want me to do?"

I gesture behind me, to a sheet of paper, a pen laying next to it.

"Just sign this," I drag him forward, supporting some of his weight now that the drugs were starting to kick in. "It only says that you promise not to kill or maim me. Pretty standard stuff…"

He leans forward to look at the papers and I reach around him to palm his limp cock. The perfect distraction.

Karl quickly signs the papers with a flourish.

I move to the side as Sebastian steps in, having snuck in from his hiding spot in the sound booth. He grabs Karl around the waist, trapping his arms.

Snatching up the contract quickly, I follow our plan to the letter and get the fuck out of there.