Free The Intern - Full Submission by Tara Laws

a drink, zipping his pants back up on the way.  Lexi wasn’t sure what was more humiliating, being fucked by strangers for an audience, being soaked in their come or the fact that they hadn’t even bothered to take off anything more than their shirts to do it.
    Drake got up from the bed and walked towards the bar, not looking at Lexi.  She hung there from the hook, a million thoughts running through her head.  In a moment, Drake returned with a picture of water and poured it across her face and body.  It was ice cold.  “You’re covered with disgust,” was all he said.  He headed for the steps with Rebecca.  “Cut her loose,” he called back to the two men.  They did as they were told, lifting her up to free the chain and then leaving her there naked to remove the cuffs from her wrists. 
    She sat on the cold stone floor crying as she rubbed her wrists back into circulation.  Then she stood and drew in a long breath before walking up the steps and to the bedroom.  Drake and his visitors were nowhere to be seen.  She jumped in the shower to rinse their vile secretions from her body and then toweled off before grabbing some clean clothes from the closet.  She walked out of the bedroom to find Drake standing at the doors by the pool, just staring out over the water. 
    He turned as she picked up her purse and she could see that his eyes were red as if he had been crying.  Lexi did not care.  She turned and walked out the front door.  She had no intention of ever laying eyes on Drake Whitson again.  She began to sob again as she drove away quickly in her car.  Deep down, she knew that she had loved him, but he had killed that love tonight and there was no returning to where they once were.
    Lexi drove to her apartment and packed some of her things.  She needed to get away for a few days and she wanted to leave tonight.  She had no idea where she was going but she couldn’t get there fast enough.  She would just drive as far as she could get.  Wherever that landed her was where she’d hang her hat for as long as it took for her to regain her bearings.  She left a note on Sam’s door telling her that she was going out of town and would call her in a few days.  Then, she went down to her car and headed west into the night, leaving Drake Whitson and his dungeon far behind.

12.
    Lexi McCord stood in front of one of the oversize windows of the Hard Rock Casino in Biloxi, Mississippi and looked out over the water.  It was her last day here and she still wasn’t sure what she was going to do once she got back to her apartment.  Her romantic split with Drake Whitson was the end of the road for them as far as she was concerned.  Since he was also her boss, that left her jobless, as well.  It was going to be hard to get another job with only a few months experience but she would have to try.  She didn’t have any close family and it was up to her to take care of herself.
    Her stay at the casino had been good.  She had managed to take the meager amount of spare cash she had with her and continue to win against it.  She was leaving here almost eight thousand dollars richer.  It might not seem like a lot to some people, but to her, it would mean the difference in living in a cardboard box if she didn’t find a job right off the bat.  It eased her anxiety considerably.  She stepped away from the view and made her way towards the escalator, stopping at the Starbucks shop to grab a quick Chai Latte.
    Back outside the casino doors, she made her way towards her old Volvo.  She eyed the beautiful cars of the high rollers and wealthy that sat in the area designated for VIPs and valet parking and felt just a slight hint of jealousy.  She wondered how many of them had earned their money and how many were like Drake and had been born with it.  She hopped into her second hand car and pointed it northeast.  It was time to go home to Atlanta.
    Her head was filled with all sorts of thoughts as she drove.