Jared walks away from me toward the counter, and then turns around. He leans his backside against the counter top, crossing his ankles. “What would be the fun in that, love? No,” he says, shaking his head, “men love the personal self-gratification they get from sex. Some men are so consumed with and addicted to sex they would sell their soul to the devil for one last romp in the hay. It’s too lucrative of a business, love. Oh, and Blyss is the name of the drug, spelled with a ‘y’,” he informs me.
“Ah, thanks for the correction. How very ‘80s of you, Jared. It sounds like you’re the devil himself, and the horny bastards would be so stupid to spend their last dollar in Hell, wouldn’t they?” I catch my breath and stare the devil down. “I want you to know, not if, but when I get out of here, I’m going to take your ass down. Then, I’m going to hire my own scientist and recruitments. I will have a drug created that will make a man go impotent for life from the first swallow, injection, or whatever method of delivery I choose to manufacture!” I feel Travis’ body begin to shake with laughter, but I ignore him. I’m so passionately-pissed and enraged that I want to believe I can make such a drug.
“My women will be spread worldwide, and like vampires in the night, we will hit the streets, stalking our prey. We will suck the testosterone right out of their baggy balls, rendering them useless creatures,” I threaten with conviction.
Travis’ body shakes harder, silently laughing, but Jared bursts out with a guffaw, folding forward to place his hands on his knees. “My God, I can see why Nick wants you,” he says, shaking his head. “Not only are you smart and beautiful, but you’re a spitfire, full of life, and have a fertile and vivid imagination to boot.”
“Who says I’m joking?” My face is full-on serious, and I’m breathing angrily. “I don’t see the funny. I wonder how you would feel if the situation was reversed.”
“Yeah, good luck with that one.” Jared grins, entertained as he leans back against the counter again, crossing his arms. “I’m sure many men have fantasized being taken by hot babes and forced into all the free and kinky sex they could stand.”
I scoff. “I guaran-damn-tee there are more women than not who would want nothing more than to render men’s dicks useless. Hell, I’d manufacture it and give it away for free!”
“Yeah? Let me know how that works out for you.”
“Oh, believe me, I will. In fact, you’ll be the first to know. I’ll use you the way you’re using me right now. You’ll be my first experimental guinea pig. I’ll have your nerdy, pompous ass chained to a wall.”
“Girl, you are one hell-raising wild cat, aren’t you?” He turns to Travis and says, “I truly see what you mean now, needing to up her dosages. She’s got her own set of balls.”
“Yes, I know. How much longer before this sedative takes effect?”
Jared looks at his watch and replies, “Another seven minutes, give or take. She’s still pretty wound-up, Travis. Are you sure you wouldn’t rather use the restraints?”
I whip my head around to stare Travis down in shocked confusion. He opted to stay on top of my body, to hump me, when he could’ve strapped me down. When it finally dawns on me, his look says everything I need to know. He gives me a sheepish grin, the smug bastard.
Before I have the opportunity to ream Travis out, Jared speaks up, getting down to business. “Are you taking any form of birth control?”
“That’s none of your damn business.”
“No matter,” Jared says, waving his hand and dismissing me, “we’re going to do the shot anyway.”
Shot? “Um, excuse me? I don’t think so.” My body immediately tenses.
“You never know, you may like this one. I have figured a special dose of hormones into your daily medicine. Your system will bypass your monthly menses, allowing your body to have it only once every three months.”
“How generous of you, Jared. Wouldn’t want your willy to wither, not on account of some period blood anyway.” Travis chokes on his breath at my crude remark. “You’ve certainly thought of everything, haven’t you? Down to how often these men can get their dicks wet.”
The sedative is starting to work against me, but I can still feel my anger brewing. I want to throttle Jared’s neck, and I struggle valiantly against Travis. I feel woozy, as if my brain is beginning to separate from my body. I’m slowly losing the battle, and words seem to come out with less force than before. I don’t imagine they will entertain my disorderly conduct and smart mouth for much longer, so I throw one more log on the fire.