They say every cloud has a silver lining; well fete eventually seemed to shine for me that day…..going from one extreme to the other…….I was but a short distance from my silver lining.
Let me introduce you to my “Angel” my “
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After closing the door on Haywood and Sons shop, the enormity of what had just happened in there hit me. Had I not been an experienced girl....emphasis on experience, I would have panicked, been in total meltdown, but my past had helped me to grasp the situation and take control, not that it made it any easier, I still felt sick and stunned by the experience.
I just walked and walked, I had no idea which way, or where I was going, I was in a daze, and totally depressed, another job gone by the by. Was there any job, anyone who would employ me other than sex? I’d all but convinced myself that, that was all I was good for....sex. I might as well turn around, go back and see Tony, tell him it was all a big mistake, and could I have my job back. It was then that I passed this beautiful dress shop, a boutique I guess you’d call it. It was like a beacon flashing its light. It wasn’t warning me off. More like come to me come to me. Stopping, I peered in the window, whow what beautiful needle work, and the shop was so well set up and presented. I had no idea where I was. I do know I’d been walking aimlessly for a while. Now that I took a look around me, all the shops were of quality, and selling quality product, and antique shop, and a jewellers, amongst others, god just where was I?
My attention was then drawn to a sign in the window. “Shop assistant wanted”
I read down it, well presented, blah, blah....all the usual requirements required....finally “Apply within, the owner Sally McKenzie”
I just stood there, transfixed my gaze alternating between the displays in the window and the add.
“Ohhhh if only” I sighed, but what did a whore know about dress shops and fashion, oh well, better get on and stop day dreaming, I had to go see Tony. I turned and began to walk away, but something kept me back, kept telling me to at least give it a try, what do you have to lose; I think it was Eleanor Roosevelt who said. “Failures are but stepping stones to success” well I’d certainly skipped over plenty of failures, who knows’ perhaps this is the success.
I took a deep breath, oh well here goes I said to myself, and stepped through the door to a tinkle from the little bell above it.
I could not see this Sally McKenzie around the place, so I slowly ambled amongst the wonderful dresses, feeling the fabric, and eyeing the needle work. That said much to you about the quality of the product, and these dresses were top quality….that much I knew.
“Good morning my dear, can I help you?”
The voice came from behind, it was the voice of an angel, it was soft, gentle and full of warmth like a summer breeze. When I turned to face from whence it came, I could see it’s owner was just as gentle and full of warmth, you know the type of person I mean, they just radiate an awe about them, it’s something you just can’t manufacture, you have it or you don’t. This such person had it, and her smile confirmed it.
“Oh…I…er…well I saw the add in the window….and er….I thought I’d see if….er….the situation was still vacant?” god I was going to pieces.
“Oh my dear, you seem somewhat nervous” she said and gave me a warm reassuring smile. “Let me just put the closed sign up, lock the door, and we go in the back room, have a nice cup of tea, and then tell me all about yourself”
Immediately I felt comforted, calm, she had that effect upon you.
I followed her to the back room, well what she identified as a rest room, whow it was all of that, beautiful furniture, just like the owner, she to was also beautiful, about late forty early fifty, about my mothers age.
“Now, let me see, tea alright?” she asked
“Oh yes that would be fine thank you so much”
“Take a seat my dear” indicating one of the rather expensive looking chairs
There was a kitchen area, which like her was spotless, a place for everything and everything in its place. She scolded the tea and left it to stand for a moment.
“Now let me see, I must have a cigarette, you don’t mind do you?” she asked, as she opened another expensive looking box with the name DUNHILL on the lid. Like I was going to say yes I do mind, I think not, anyhow it did not worry me, I’d been a smoker myself until recently.
“Would you like one my dear?”
“Oh no thanks, I’ve given them up”
“Ah a very wise decision, but we all need a vice or two, one of mine is a good cigarette”
Lighting it with an expensive looking DUNHILL lighter, she inhailed, turned her head to the ceiling blowing out a stream of blue smoke.
“Ahhhhhhh that’s better” she said with a smile.
Then pouring the tea said “Now my dear, tell me all about yourself, your experience in the fashion industry, and where you work now?”
I was sunk already, we all know I knew absolutely nothing about the fashion industry, apart from what turns men on. There was a moment or two silence whilst I gathered my thoughts, I knew this women was not going to be fooled, a lot of bullshit was not going to work with her, and besides she seemed such a nice person. I decided to be up front with her.
“Well it’s like this Mrs McKenzie” I started
“Oh please Sally, call me Sally….Mrs McKenzie makes me sound like an old folk, an old aunt.
“Oh no….no far from it Mrs…Sally, you’re beautiful, really you are” I assured her
“Well that’s so nice of you to say….and if I may return the compliment, you’re a very beautiful young woman” she smiled that smile of hers “So here we are two beautiful women chatting eh, now pray continue?”
I gave her the full version, leaving nothing out, she nodded from time, never interrupted, and just listened.
“Well that’s pretty much it Sally, now you know my full life history….I’m really not right for this job am I” I said eventually.
For a moment she said nothing, just deep in thought, eventually asking me
“Tell me Diane, do you really want to give up the game, working as a whore, or is this just a reaction to losing Andy?”
“No Sally I really do want to give it up and start again….a new life, I know it won’t be easy….I’ve been called a whore most of my life, now I wish to leave all that behind”
“Right, now I’ll tell you a little about me”
I listened in shocked amazement as she told me about her rise to where she was today. Like me she’s been on the game, our lives had run parallel, until like me decided to change her life. She had been courtesan to some of the most influential men in the district and indeed the country, naturally no names were mentioned. Even more amazed she was the owner of “McKenzie Fashions” a national fashion supplier with many outlets, not many stores did not sell the fashion icon. This shop was her very first, it was here baby, and she loved keeping it open. “Sentimental reasons” she sighted as the reason. Now she required someone to keep it going, allowing her more time to do what she wanted to do.
“Now tell me Diane, do you think you could run a fashion shop?”
“To be quite honest Sally, I really don’t know, I’d be lying if I said yes, but what I can tell you, if given the opportunity, I would give it one hundred percent, and made sure I learnt the trade inside and out, that’s the best I can say”
I waited as she considered her options. My thoughts were, god she’s never going to go for it.
“Well you know what?” she said. I shook my head, and she continued “I think it was fete that sent you here, I only put that add in the window less than half an hour ago, and next thing, you are on the doorstep….and like me worked…..:” she pondered the word, adding “Business”
“You’re honest, must be to tell me all
about your self instead of spinning me a lot of bull….which some would have,
and I like honesty in a person, I need someone who I can trust. I can teach you
the business….so if you are willing to work, I’m prepared to take you on….the
job is yours if you want it?
I just sat and stared, unable to speak, I just could not believe it I had the job. Tears streamed down my face as I excitedly accepted.
“Yes….yes…..yes” I replied “Oh yes”
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For a long while I thought I’d got my ship on course….the bitter disappointment of losing Andy….well I guess I’d never really get over that.
Sally and I got on well, I liked the woman….like a wise aunt, or even an adopted mother, she was instrumental in getting me through the bad times, and having been on the game herself, we had a kindred spirit, and understanding. Her beauty, and that charming smile and beguiling manner, well what can I say….we all know of someone just like her, nothing seemed to phase her, she met adversity head on, never seeming to buckle. I was slowly getting my life back together. My relationship with mom was still cool but not cold, the ice was starting to melt…..and then it happened….just when I thought it was all over.
The shop door sprang open, the bell tinkled and in burst Heidi….Heidi Johansson, one of the girls I used to work with at the massage parlour, she’s always been one of those bubbly kind of girls, her and I had struck up a friendship, a pretty good friendship….a close friendship.
She was accompanied by two guys, two well dressed guys, not the type we had been used to, smart suits and shiny shoes, and trilbies not caps….no these guys smelled of money.
“Hi Diane….how’s the new job going?” she asked
“Great….great, working out well” I replied, somewhat puzzled as to why Heidi was here.
“Oh this is Eddy” pointing out one of the guys. “And this is Reggie” pointing to the other.
“Pleased to meet you miss” they both said, doffing their hats and offering their hands to shake
It was a firm warm, but not a hard grip, none threatening.
“Pleasure to meet you gents” My reply, then turning my attention back to Heidi, a questioning look on my face, now why should she come visit?
I could see she was a little reluctant to say something, shuffling nervously from one foot to the other.
“So what can I get you love….we have some really nice dresses…let me show you?” I said, trying to break the silence, and get her to speak.
“Oh no….no I er….um didn’t want a dress love….no I wanted to ask you a favour…..a very, very big favour”
“Yes….go ahead” my reply, my head slightly canted to one side.
“Look I’d never really ask you this but….” She now looked toward the two guys, then back to me “The thing is, would you like um….er come out of retirement for one night….one night only love….I’m in the shit, and could be in trouble with Tony, I said I’d organise another girl for tonight…..and well….I can’t get one, all the girls are busy….then I thought of you…..I…..”
At this point I put both my hands up and stopped any further conversation.
“No Heidi….definitely not….NO, NO, NO” I said.
“Ohhhh please, please, please” she pleaded “Help me out her Diane….for old time’s sake….for an old friend, please” She had that little puppy lost look.
“No…never Heidi….this is so unfair…you know I don’t do that anymore….I retired from it…it cost me the love of a good man, a man I loved, and didn’t deserve what I did to him”
“Yes….yes I know love, and your right I have no right to ask you….but as you can see I’m desperate….I need another girl for Eddy here” she replied, indicating the guy called Eddy “Pleas Diane….please….one night….one night only….and then back to being you….I begging here Diane….begging”
Oh god, this was so unfair of her….here she was asking for help and me withholding my former services.
She sensed that I had stalled, that I was thinking it over….I mean why wasn’t I showing her and the two guys the door?
“I can be very appreciative Miss Diane….very” said Eddy, his fingers tapping his breast pocket where his wallet was.
I set my gaze back to Heidi, then up to the ceiling “Ohhh god….I don’t know love….really I want to just get on with my life….leave the past behind”
Heidi reached out, her hand gripping mine. “ I know love I really do….just one more time….that’s all….just one more time I promise”
The guy Eddy tapped his breast again and smiled. “Very, very appreciative Diane”
“Once Heidi…once only…you hear me…I’m only doing it for you” I said
Heidi jumped and squealed for joy. “Oh yes, yes, yes…thank you….thank you, thank you love, thank you” Wrapping her arms around me and hugging me tight.
I wasn’t to know what the repercussions were going to be, had I known then what I was going to find out later, I would never have agreed, but right then my crystal ball was broken.
“Er I don’t have any condoms Heidi” at the same time looking in the direction of the two guys
Eddy just smiled “Hmm that’s ok love….I have plenty….all we will need” his quick response.
Well that took care of that then. “I’ll also have to ring Cynthia and ask her to keep Michael overnight”
“Who’s Cynthia?” Reggie asked
“A friend of mine, who from time to time baby sits Michael.....she’s got a son of her own”
He took a moment or two to contemplate the answer, eventually asking “Is she on the game....do tricks as well?”
“You’re asking, is she a whore?”
Nodding “Yes”
I was really mad at this question and it showed in the venomous way I replied “No....no she is not a whore....and never has been....for you’re.....”
He threw his hands up, as if defending himself from a vicious attack.
“Whoa....whoa... I did not mean offence....just asking....I do apologise”
My heart was pounding and I was all puffed up....why do guys always think the every woman is a whore? I took a deep breath and calmed down.
Heidi changed the subject. “Well good then...so it’s all go eh?”
“What time you shut up shop Diane?” Eddy asked.
“Well with Sally away, and me in charge, I
said I’d finish
“Ok we’ll pick you up here seven...ok?”
“Yes...yes seven will be fine”
“So meet up here at seven eh?” said Eddy confirming the time, smiling, but it wasn’t that friendly sort of smile, it was the smile of a person who knew something, something the others had no knowledge of, In this instance that was me.
They all agreed and nodded as regard the time, both guys doffing their hats, Heidi blowing me a kiss and giving one more hug, before making for the door, Eddy hanging back a little, eying me up like a hungry wolf and tapping his money pocket and winking.
Even as he left closing the door, he turned, took one last look and winked.
I felt a cold icy shudder run through my body, there was something real sinister about the guy; I was now having doubts and second thoughts about the whole deal. Some how things didn’t add up....I had questions....why had Heidi come to me after all these months, surely there were other girls at the parlour, not all of them would turn her down....and the two so called jon’s, they were real flashy, well dressed and seemed to have an abundance of cash, cash they were readily prepared to spend....guys like that never visited Tony’s massage parlour....they always went for something a little more upmarket....the day of the “Call Girl” was coming in....girls that worked on call out...high priced, but still whores, so why come to girls like Heidi and me, no something just didn’t add up, and my instincts told me so.
Pushing any thoughts and doubts from my mind, I concentrated on the shop, and the customers. I decided to purchase all new clothing for the night....after all I couldn’t go dressed in my usual attire, as nice and good as it was, it needed to be a little more classy a little more formal, and I had a whole dress shop to choose from....couldn’t be better
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I ushered the last of the customers out at 6.15, they had been the last, lingered and lingered, always is like that when you’re in a hurry, but they were good customers and needed my full attention....the reward was a great sale, as I rang up the cash register for the night. I flipped the sign from open to closed, shut off all the lights and made for the back room to prepare for this evening. As I dressed I could not help but think about this guy Eddy....there was something about him that had me worried, it niggled and gnawed at me, just what were his real his real intentions, apart from screwing me for money.
It all seemed to go like military precision, as I stepped out the door, and locking it. The sleek black car drew up at the curb. Heidi and Ronnie were in the back; Heidi was cuddled up, wrapped in Ronnie’s arms...Eddy making his way around to open the front passenger’s door for me.
“Whow, you look stunning....positively stunning babe”
Well that was a good start, had to count for a few brownie points.
“Why thank you kind sir” I commented as I took Eddy’s hand to assist me into the car, and there it was that wolfish smile on his face, I felt a cold icy shudder through my veins.
Heidi did most of the chattering, as she usually did, laughing at all of Ronnie’s crude jokes, like a teen-ager
I had no idea where we were going or what our agenda was. Normal practice was just to go someplace and screw, get paid and go home....but this....well this was entirely different, The Hotel Pacifica loomed large, as we pulled up to it, a bell hop came charging over to greet Eddy... it was obvious by his enthusiasm and calling him by his surname Mr Fonteyn” Eddy was a frequent visitor.
“Yes Mr Fonteyn....no Mr Fonteyn” the only thing he didn’t do was bow down and kiss his feet, and I assume if the tip was big enough, he’d do that as well.
The doorman and concierge acted in the same way, dashing to open the door, smiling, scraping and bowing....which I guess was all part of their job. I guess if they knew Eddy and the kind of female company he kept....there would be no need to explain who Heidi and I were....or what we did for a living....the only thing is I didn’t do it for a living....well not usually....not anymore, this was a one off....or so I thought.
It was like being with royalty, as we swept from one area to another, the staff smiling and always welcoming Eddy and Ronnie. If I’d had any thought about being whisked straight up to their rooms and screwed....I was wrong. The head waiter escorted us to a table that had already been reserved for us. Eddy behaving the perfect gentleman even held my chair for me....whow; perhaps I’d misjudged the pair of them. The meal had been delicious....I just could not force another mouthful, and the wine...well that was again, something else, all imported, not the Australian and New Zealand rubbish....which those wines were in the day, unlike today.
The men left us alone for a while and made for the bar...still within sight of Heidi and I. I had the strangest feeling their discussion was about me....or Heidi and me, always looking in our direction, and a serious look upon their faces, only breaking into a smile for us when they realised I was looking at them.
“So what was all that about” I asked, when they returned.
“Oh boring business talk....nothing interesting” said Eddy, with a dismissive wave of his hand.
“Oh I see” my reply, eyeing him over the brim of my wine glass.
“Well ladies, I think it’s time to retire....conclude the business eh?”
Eddy rose, and held my chair for me, then taking my hand led me to the elevators, closely followed by Ronnie and Heidi.
As soon as we reached the elevator, the fun began, no sooner had Ronnie pressed the button for the fourth floor, and Eddy was upon me, pushing me against the side of the elevator, his arms around my waist, and squeezing me tight. Like some hungry animal, his mouth and lips were upon mine….and we kissed….kissed with a passion….and yes I responded, it was like an electrical charge surging through my body. This was the first time I’d been with a guy in months, now that pent up frustration had found a release, I guess from here on in I lost it, lost in that giddy moment. I was like a druggy or an alcoholic, taking that forbidden drug or drink….I wanted Eddy….no I needed Eddy, whatever his alternative reasons I just did not care, tomorrow was another day, I’d worry about it then…..that was my big mistake. His trap had been set, and I was being lured further and further toward it.
I vaguely, remember saying “Night” to Heidi and Ronnie, then being ushered into Eddy’s den, or trap, or both.
“Ok get comfortable babe” he said as I walked over to the window, kicking off my shoes as I did so.
“Whow the view from up here is magnificent Eddy” I said dreamily, drinking in the view.
I heard the clink of glass as he poured out the drinks. “Here take this” handing me a glass of whiskey. Turning I accepted the glass of amber liquid, and then turning back to admire the view once again.
I stood with one arm draped around my waist, hugging myself, whilst my other hand held the glass of whiskey, and taking small sips from it. Hmmmm it felt real good, this was the first contact I’d had with a man I’d had in a long time, and memories of that night on board the ship came flooding back. They were soon interrupted, when Eddy, now having carefully removed his jacket, and just as carefully draped it over the back of a chair, came and stood close behind me, like very close. I could feel the warmth of his body. He was doing nothing to hide the bulge in his trousers, in fact it was a deliberate ploy, and making sure I was very much aware of what tonight was really about.
When I felt his strong arm snake around my waist and his hand gently apply pressure, pulling me against his own body, my heart seemed to skip a beat, then begin to pound in my chest.
Putting his glass whiskey to his lips, and throwing back his head, he downed the warm amber coloured fluid in one gulp, and placed the empty glass on the small coffee table beside us. Now that his hand was free, it slid to my breast, cupping it as if he were weighing it first, and then squeezed and massaged, causing it to firm up and the nipple to go hard, snuggling his face in my long blond hair and gently, tenderly kissed the back of my neck, breathing in the aroma of my shampoo and scented body, emitting a deep satisfied groan. “Hmmmm, you smell good, real good babe, I think we need to…..er….do things, you know what I mean?”
I knew exactly what he meant, and right now, at this very moment, it’s precisely what I wanted also. I’d starved myself over the past months…withdrawing completely and abstaining totally from any form of sex, now this mans touch reminded me just how much I had missed it, I was about to surrender myself, utterly and completely to this man, another big, big mistake.
His touch made my body tingle with excitement mad anticipation, like Eddy, I put the glass to my lips, tilted back my head and drained the glass, before stooping and placing my empty glass next to his. In stooping I was in actual fact pushing and rubbing my hind end up against the bulge in his trousers....purely accidental I might add. The action and the feel of my ass pressing against his aroused cock had his passions and desires rise, strong hands now gripped my hips and held my ass in place, whilst he took immense pleasure in pressing this aroused animal hard against me, and slowly gyrating.
“Ohhhhhh, mmmmm....now that is what I call an ass, a beautiful ass” emphasising and drawing out the final part, beautiful ass.
I knew the action was about to begin, when he drew me up straight, and with hands of an expert, undid the buttons on the back of my dress, drawing the straps over my shoulders and letting gravity do the rest as it, as it glided to the floor. There followed a little more groping, touching, feeling. His hands running freely over the naked parts of my body....smooth, warm, silk like skin.
“Ohhhhhhh god....ohhhh man....you feel so good” he murmured softly.
Never....never had I had a client so gentle....so loving before, I think this is why I was surrendering so easily to him, he was unlike any other....more like a lover than a client, but of course this was all part of his plan....he was an expert at this, and I?....well I was just another of his victims. What I wasn’t aware of, was this was all part of an elaborate plan.
Using a finger and thumb on both sides of my panties, he quickly slipped them over my hips and allowed to fall around my ankles, next it was the turn of my bra, a quick tweak of the clasp and my breasts were free, the warm flesh wobbling and bouncing like two large jellies.
Those hands of his were roaming free over my naked breasts, and pushing between my thighs, fingering the warm wet slit….the slit that was hungry….hungry and eager to feel the hard throbbing object that was at present restrained within the confines of his trousers, bursting to get free. God my whole body was trembling and shaking with excitement, and when he slid his fingers inside “Awwwwww….mmmmmmm” it was a sigh from deep within….god how I wanted this.
“Come” he said, grabbing me by the wrist and almost dragging me toward the bed. A sharp twist and I was spinning around and being propelled backward, so that I finished up sitting on the edge of the bed.
He chuckled as he watched me struggle to sit upright.
“Ok love, take the rest off….I want you totally naked” Meaning he wanted me to remove my stockings and garter belt.
After undoing each suspender one at a time, I then lifted each leg a little, rolled the silk stockings off, quickly discarding them, next I undid the belt itself, slipping it off and discarding also.
Eddy gave an approving nod and a smile “Hmmm oh yes now that I like” giving particular interest to the triangular piece of hair between my legs.
Now it was his turn, and as I sat waiting on the edge of the bed, he slowly unbuttoned his very crisp and very white shirt, making sure it did not crease; next he unbuckled his belt, undid his fly and removed his trousers, again very precise, carefully folding and hanging them over the back of the chair. This client was so different to all that had gone before him, normally they could not get their clothes off quick enough, discarding them in every direction…..but not Eddy, His underpants did nothing to hide his hard erection, they bulge outward, I could see even from here he was well hung, and this was confirmed as soon as he removed his undies…. Whow it had the hairs on the back of my neck stand up, if I’d wanted it before….well I certainly wanted in now.
It was perfect….just perfect, big, pointing upward, the skin stretched tight over its surface and cut, and hung beneath were two large balls. All of it sprung from a mass of thick dense hair. Knowing I was staring at it, mouth open he chuckled saying.
“You like what you see babe…..could you do with some of this….and do you think you could handle it?” nodding at his hard cock, and at the same time using his hand to stroke it.
“I….I…oh my god” I was lost for words; I just sat on the edge of the bed, mouth open, staring at it.
“Ohhh god yes….yes I could” I eventually croaked
“Hmmm then you shall have it” he replied, and then made for his jacket, and removing his wallet continued “But first let’s get the business over”, taking the few steps back to where I sat. “Now let me see,” removing four five pound notes, folding them a laying them on the bedside table.
If my mouth had been open before it was doubly so now….twenty quid….god the best I’d ever had before was six quid and I thought that was a fortune….but twenty quid.
“I told you I can be very appreciative” he said with a grin.
Appreciative just wasn’t the word, but hey who’s gona argue. Next he opened the draw and removed four condoms, all ready for use, laying them out all in a line, like little toy soldiers, showing four little bulbs, all ready to be filled with his cum.
His cock swathed an arc, as he swung his attention to me. “Ok babe, now show me how good you are at sucking cock?”
I needed no second invitation. “Ohhh god, if it looked good....feeling it in my hand was even better...it was warm and throbbing, like some powerful wild beast.
I resisted the temptation to stick it straight in my mouth; this was something that needed to be savoured.
Turning from viewing his cock, and looking up at his face to catch any expressions, I slipped and tucked my fingers under his balls, cupping and gently massaging them. “Awwwwww” the first reaction
Putting my lips to them I began to gently kiss them, before my tongue started to lick them, another “Awwwwww”
Popping one into my mouth I began to suckle on it, now he was really moaning and gasping for air. I smiled inwardly and loved the look of sheer pleasure on his face. My next move was to use my tongue, flicked it out and connected to the base of his cock, like a snail I dragged it up the full length and swirled it around the hard uncut head, pushing the tip into the eye. I just loved to hear his moaning. “Awwwwww fuck….fuck” he sighed long and low, barely a whisper.
My fingers curled around the beautiful warm, hard shaft, tightening my grip, I began working it up and down, slow but deliberate movements…. it was time to do what I had to do, what he really wanted. Placing the head to my lips, and slowly pushing, my lips parted and I felt that hard shaft inch slowly inward, until I took as much as I could, gagging slightly.
“Ohhhh god, oh—my—god,” another long drawn out groan, and the sound of slurping and sucking. He rocked back and forth, working with the rhythm and motion of my bobbing head.
For a while I thought he was gona go all the way and cum in my mouth, I seemed to have been sucking and jerking him off for ages….and my jaw began to ache, and then.
“Ok babe, move your butt over”
I shuffled over and lay on my side; the bed dipped and creaked a little, as he joined me, lying on his side, so that we were facing each other.
His smile was warm, and quite disarming, making me feel safe and in good hands, but this was all part of his plan, put me at ease, take me off guard.
AS he slid his hand between my highs, I lifted my leg and bent it at the knee, making it easy for him to have greater access to my pussy, whilst I once again, curled my fingers around that beautiful hard cock, to fondle it with care, then grip it and jerk the shaft nice and slow.
We each took pleasure from our actions, me from the fingers that delved and thrust inside my wet cunt, and he from my warm grip and slow jerking of his very hard, very erect penis.
His other hand wasn’t idle either, it was cupping and massaging my breast, his finger and thumb, gently nipping the nipple....making them hard, and sending me mad with euphoric pleasure, sending shudders through my body.
The wetness of his fingers, inside my pussy was sufficient to let him know I was all ready; I was ripe and ready for the plucking. (Yes that’s right the word plucking....not that other word....dirty minds)
His kiss was soft and sweet on my lips, then moved down to my breast, a hand holding and squeezing, his mouth suckling the nipple like a child…then soft kissing and licking as he moved downward…my whole body shook and trembled with excited anticipation, as he continued working further down….kissing and licking his way to my pubic hair….I now knew where this was going, and I loved a man with a good tongue.
He moved his body between my legs, hoisting first one, then the other over his shoulders, a joyous grin on his face, and then kisses on the left thigh first, gentle like the wings of a butterfly fluttering against my skin, then repeating on my right thigh, before burying his face into my pubic hair. The ferocity of it was so sudden; my mouth just opened and exploded in a loud cry of delight “Ohhhh god Awwwwww shit” His toque was well embedded inside my wet and willing cunt, his mouth eating it, like some wild animal that had failed to feed for weeks.
I didn’t know what to hold on to, one hand holding his hair, my fingers squeezing and tugging it, the other holding the bed sheet, my knuckles, white, whilst my head thrashed from side to side….and still he continued with this torturous pleasure….ooooooh god.
When he’d finished gorging, he looked up at me, grinned, knowing I was lost to him; he had, and owned all the buttons, and pressed each one at will.
“Hand me one of those condoms whore” he said smiling.
I reached over to the bedside table, took one of the condoms, and placed the open end over the head, then continued to roll it down the shaft, it fit, just, I thought it looked a tight fit, but hey as long as it caught all that cum at the end, well so what.
Pushing up my body, with my legs still slung over his shoulders, his cock sought my wet pink slippery open pussy. I really had to see this, had to watch it as he placed the head just inside. Now I both felt and could see the head enter, gasping a little as he slid the rest in…it literally just slid inside….and when he pulled back to make the first decisive thrust…his cock and condom were all wet. After watching the first few strokes I lay my head back against the pillow and just wallowed in the ecstasy of that steady hump, hump, hump.
Each time I opened my eyes I could see has staring at me, in a funny kind of way, a little bit scary actually, then he’d just smile, a reassuring smile and continue humping. He did from time to time slow down and give big thrusts, slow deliberate thrusts.
Huh......huh.....huh, and then back to a steady rhythm, hump, hump, hump.
“You like this don’t you?” he asked a grin on his face, well yes I did, as no doubt he did, otherwise we would not be doing it.
“Hmmmm yes, yes I do....don’t you?”
“Yes of course, but I meant as a living, you love doing it for a living don’t you?”
“I don’t do it for a living....well not normally” my reply
“You still haven’t answered my question....you love doing it for a living, else why are you here, now doing this”
He had a point, he was fucking me, here at this hotel, the money was on the bedside table, so that did sound a tad like prostitution.
“It’s a one off love, as a favour to Heidi, nothing more.”
“So for tonight you are my whore eh?” he said, and a big grin on his face.
“Yes for tonight I’m your whore” my reply, which I thought sounded innocent enough.
For a few more moment he kept up the pace, kept things kinda romantic, kissing like lovers, his warm breath on my neck, and tongue in my ear....and of course his steady, hump, hump, hump.
“Come on, I’m gona turn you over, let me see that nice ass of yours” he said eventually coming to a standstill, pulling out, and quickly helping me to turn on my stomach.
“Awwwwww now there’s a sight” he declared, his hands squeezing and kneading the firm flesh of my ass like it was dough. “Ohhhh yes, beautiful, beautiful” as he lustfully continued to squeeze.
And then he did a strange this thing, something that seemed insignificant at the time, but I came to see the reason behind in at a later date.
Using a finger like a pen or pencil, he began to write or scroll over the surface of the skin.
I twisted my head and peered over my shoulder. “Ohhhh what’s that....that feels nice....what you doing?” it did feel nice....kinda sensuous.
He just smiled back and replied. “Oh nothing hun....just day dreaming”
I nipped my eyebrows, dreaming....dreaming about what, I asked myself
“Come on....enough, up on your hands and knees, let me do you like a bitch dog”
Now on all fours he came at me from behind, straight up, and straight in, his hot hands taking a firm vice like grip of my ass and the pounding began again. Slamming and thrusting into me. The bed creaked and strained and made an awful noise, as beds do in situations like this. My tits swayed back and forth to the rhythm and response to his actions, also the fleshy parts of my ass rippled every time he plunged and thrust, his balls bouncing to the tune, slap, slap, slap.
He growled, and groaned; enjoying each and every thrust....as I might add so was I.
It was evident that he was reaching or near to reaching climax. His actions had that urgency in them....as did his exclamations.
“Awww....awwwwww, awwwwww” “I’m cumming” he said “I’m cumming”
This was followed by a long drawn out “Ahhhhhhhhhhh, fuck” and one last big inward thrust, before he unloaded all that pent up lust into the condom....well I hoped like hell it was all going into the condom, they did fail from time to time.
Now his body just went limp, we both collapsed limp into the mattress and he lay there on top of me until he felt completely relied, before pulling out and rolling on his back.
“Phew, that was really something hun....that was good.....really good” he said and at the same time peeled the condom off and handed it to me.
“Here be a good little whore and get rid of this for me sweetheart”
I tentatively took the now used, and very relieved to see, filled condom, made a quick trip to the bathroom, dropped it in the bowl with a plop, and flushed it away, and then made a quick return to the bed, taking a flying leap, and landing right on top of him.
“Hey...you seem one happy little whore” he cried out laughing.
“Yeah well I haven’t done this in a long while” I replied.
“You mean whoreing?”
“No….no….the sex thing….well the whoreing as well”
He took a cigarette from his pack, lit up and took a deep satisfying drag of nicotine into his lungs, blew out the smoke, then offered me one….I declined.
Relaxed and sexually satisfied for the time being, and with one hand behind his head and the other holding the cigarette, he asked “Don’t you miss it all….you know being a whore?”
I pondered the question then replied “No…no I don’t think so”
“You know so, or think you don’t, because I get the impression you still miss it”
“No…no not really”
“But you’re still here with me, being a whore….something doesn’t quite ring true….I think you do miss it hun”
Well he was right there I was. “No…no tonight I was just doing it to help out Heidi, after tonight that’s it”
“Until the next time eh?” he said.
I tried to tell him it definitely was the one and only time, but I don’t think I was persuading him that it was the truth. My big mistake was to think I was helping out an old friend, an old work mate. Unbeknown to me I was in the middle of a big conspiracy. Eddy, Ronnie and Heidi, were trying to lure me back into being a prostitute, oh they were going to put in a different package to market it, but it still amounted to the same thing in the end.
“You know things are altering in the sex industry these days, I hear they have call girls now, just ring up and you go to the guys place, nice hotel room somewhere, somewhere like this, better than massage parlours, eh don’t you think”
Well it didn’t matter what I thought, it was still over, and none of it was for me. I kinda liked my little safe job at Sally’s dress shop.
The hand behind his head flopped to my thigh, slowly working up and down, before slipping between my legs, fingers running over my wet slit.
“Come on tell me this is not the way to do it” he asked, as a finger slid inside me. “Nice big comfortable bed, some guy fucking you….and the bonus is you get paid for doing all this”
“Yes I have to admit it’s better than getting banged up against the wall in some back alley” I replied “It’s just not for me anymore” as two more fingers dipped inside me, giving me pleasure.
He stubbed out the cigarette, reached for another condom, and pretty soon we had started all over again.
**********
I really hadn’t slept that well, when I eventually returned home in the early hours of the morning. We’d used up the four condoms….all I must add nicely filled….phew thank god.
I had this sense of foreboding, something just wasn’t right. During the evening I think I gave Eddy the idea that I wanted to get back into being a prostitute, all my denying just didn’t seem to have convinced him….oh well I shrugged, too bad. If only it had been that easy…to shrug it off.
I gave it no more thought, put it to the back of my mind, and the days passed without incident….and then ust over a week later I got the call…from Heidi.
“Hey gorgeous” she said. “Just wanted to say thanks, you really did get me out of a hole last week….Tony was well pleased with me, oh I never mentioned your name by the way….and Eddy….whow Eddy was over the moon about you, just never stops raving about you”
“Hey I hope you’re not trying to set me up with another job Heidi, as I said it was a one off” I said interrupting her.
“Oh no…no…no” she said “Far from it….I just wanted to thank you, and maybe take you for a meal and drink” adding “Tonight after you finish work”
We had to have a meal, so that we could also get a drink, was a silly law, but that was the way it was back then, six o’clock closing….the six o’clock swill we called it
“Oh that’s very kind of you….but really there’s no need, thank you is enough”
“No…no” she persisted “A quiet drink, tonight, after work, at the Fox and Hounds….now that’s a nice quiet cosy spot eh….say around six thirty, give you time to close up and even walk there, eh?....so what do you say…six thirty eh?”
She was giving me little options….I was desperately
trying to think of an excuse to say no and before I could find one she said.
“Ok
“Shit” I said to the dead phone.
“Something wrong” Sally asked
“Eh…oh no…no….everything is just tickity boo” I replied, but I saw the puzzled expression on Sally’s face, she knew everything was not all tickity boo.
Well the trap had been set, well ambush really. Heidi having me meet her was the bait….and me…well I was the prey, the prey about to walk into the ambush; I had no idea what I was walking into.
********************
We closed the shop at six that gave me time
to walk to the Fox and Hounds, I said goodnight to Sally, and headed off. The
streets were starting to empty as the workers made for home. I decided to take
the short cut down and across Durham St, then onto
“Hey Diane, how’s it going?” he asked, and taking a furtive scan of he area.
My heart was pounding like a jack hammer.
“Ohhh er Eddy….hi….I’m just on my way to meet Heidi” I said, hoping it would stop him from chatting to me….imagine my surprise when he said “I know”
“You know” I replied with knitted eyebrows “How”
“Well love, she’s not going to be there….I had a job for her to do, and as I needed to talk to you, I decided to come over and see you myself”
It was something in his manner and voice that had alarm bells ringing, I felt most uncomfortable and I had a cold knot in my stomach….I knew this was not going to be good for me.
“Oh look I gota…..” I started to say, and began to turn away.
“No, no hun, don’t do that….don’t turn your back on me” he said, grabbing my arm, and spinning me around to face him. The look on his face was cold, cold as ice….and scary.
“What….what do you want” I managed to stammer.
The expression on his face changed, he smiled, but not a warm comforting smile….you know what I mean.
Continuing with that lopsided smile, he said
“You know what I want, and deep down it’s what you want as well...isn’t it”
“I don’t have the foggiest idea of what you’re talking about?”
“Remember what you said back in the hotel last week?”
“And pray what was that?”
“You said....you were my whore, and here I am, ready to collect my goods....come on I have a job for you...time to start earning your keep” his reply, as he started to drag me toward the car.
“Whow, whow, whow...I never said that...well not the way you took it to mean I didn’t....” I was cut short as he held up his hand for silence.
“Shush...listen to me, you said you were my whore...I distinctly heard you say that....did you not?”
“Yes but.....” again I was silenced, and it was obvious by the debate that followed, I was never going to convince him other than I was his whore. We argued and argued out there on the street. I was scared, very scared, there was no one else around, and I was being dragged slowly but surely toward the car. The only rescuer was an elderly guy who was passing by who shouted. “Hey you there leave that young girl alone”
Eddy just turned his head toward the guy saying “Fuck off old man; you don’t want to come between a pimp and his whore, do you, not unless you want me to come over there and bash your face in?”
Any heroism soon left the guy, one thing he didn’t want to involve himself with was a pimp and his whore....the only thing was I wasn’t his whore.
The man now legging it down the street Eddy turned his attention back to me.
“Well you gona come quietly or do I have to haul that ass of yours into the car?”
All the time he had been holding my arm, he had been squeezing it tighter and tighter, the more I resisted him the stronger his grip.
“Awww hey Eddy let go that hurts” I said trying to prise his hand away but to no avail, he just continued to smile that sardonic smile.
“Hmmm you can make all the pain go away hun....just tell the words I want to hear?
“Eddy I have already tried to explain and tell you. I’m not on the game anymore....I want to go straight....last week was a one off...and now it’s over”
This of course was not the right answer, and his grip became unbearable.
“Ahhhh, awwwwww, Eddy, please, please that hurts” I pleaded, but this guy was serious, and dangerous, what he wanted he got.
“So let me hear the words and it all stops”
It was all too much, I couldn’t take any more, if I didn’t go along with him my life was going to be unbearable...in the end I folded
“Ok...ok....yes...yes” I cried
“You what love....what is it you want to tell me?” he asked, canting one ear toward me listening for my answer
“I’m your whore….I’m your whore….there is that what you wanted to hear?”
He reduced the pressure on my arm a little, a lop sided satisfied smile on his face.
“Hmmm see, that’s more like it, that’s all I needed to hear”
Knowing he had the upper hand, his tight hold on me relaxed a little, but he still retained a firm hold, and my arm still ached.
“Just don’t think about running out on me later love, I won’t have, or tolerate that, and you know what happens to naughty girls eh?
Yeah I did, those pictures in Tony’s office, the ones that his cop friend had shown him, I involuntary ran my fingers over my face at the thought of them.
“Yes….yes I know what happens boss” I replied meekly, as I surrendered to his wishes.
“Good….good, as long as you understand” releasing his hold on me completely “Awww it’s not all bad love, trust me in a years time you’ll be thanking me, you’ll be seeing all this in a new light….the clients you’re gona be servicing are high quality, and pay a high price for a girl like you…you’re worth more than just working in a dress shop”
He just didn’t get it, I liked working in a dress shop, and Sally was becoming more like family to me, I loved my new life….going back to what I used to do was not what I wanted…..but it seemed I was to be denied that option, a life of whoring was according to Eddy the way I was going to have to accept. Once again my life was to be turned on its head, I was right back at the very beginning, two steps forward, three back. “Ohhhh well” I sighed.
Holding the car door open he was all smiles.
“Hey don’t look so glum, I told you, its gona be ok….you’ll see”
I forced a smile on my face. “Yeh….yeh I’m sure it will be” I replied, trying hard to reassure him and myself at the same time.
With his hand pressing the small of my back, he led me toward the car, opening the door for me and ushering me inside.
I sat there looking and feeling glum, I felt sick and my heart heavy, I felt like breaking down and having a good cry, but I knew it would be to no avail, and I didn’t want to give Eddy the satisfaction of seeing me do so.
Eddy felt good and pleased with himself as he swaggered to the drivers’ side; he’d scored another great addition to his stable. Heidi was doing well, she was a good asset to him, he’d already persuaded some of Tony’s best girls to come and work for him. I should see that she gets a bonus; he thought….yes a bonus.
When he’d settled in the driver’s seat beside me, he swivelled toward me.
Smiling and running his hand gently over my cheek, and brushing an unruly piece of hair from my face, he said “Hey sweetheart, why the glum look, like I’ve said this is a great new begging for you, cheer up, don’t want any glum looking girls for the clients do we?”
I forced a smile to my face and said “No….no we don’t very non professional”
“Ahhhh that’s my girl….now next stop”
“Where’s that?” I questioned
Giving a wicked chuckle and smile he replied “Hmmm you’ll see”
Somehow I knew I wasn’t going to like it, I was right.
We twisted and turned, from one street to another. I’d never been in this district, but I knew it wasn’t the best of areas. The shop frontages were to say the least in need on some repair and paint, dilapidated.
It was rather ironic, because fast forward a few years and this very same area was to become the in place, the place to come and shop, but right now it was rather seedy.
My answer to my question was revealed when we drew up outside one of the run down shops. A dull light spilled onto the pavement. Running down the centre of the shop was a counter, and leaning behind the counter was just as seedy looking, was a guy, a cigarette dangled from his mouth and he was reading a paper.
My eyes caught the sign above the shop it said “Ray’s Tattoo Parlour”. I nipped my brows and frowned, why a tattoo parlour, again the answer to my question was soon answered.
Eddy turned his attention to me saying “Ok, take a look at this” delving into his jacket pocket, producing a folded piece of paper, and handed it to me.
“Go ahead look at it” he urged when I was reluctant to open it up. When I did my blood ran cold, and that sickness feeling came back, just when I thought things could not get any worse, they did.
I shook my head “Oh no boss….no please not this boss, I’ll be a real good girl for you, but please don’t make me do this” I pleaded.
He smiled mirthlessly, saying “Sweetheart you’ll do this and still be good, you hear me?”
A tear formed in my eye as I turned my gaze back to the shop and the seedy looking guy behind the counter, then back to the paper I was holding, it had a very artistic drawing, obviously it had been done by an artist, it depicted the ass of a female, and on the ass was a tattoo, right hand buttock. Imagine a circular laurel, made up of red roses and what looked like ivy. Now within that were the words “Diane”, and then under that were the names. “Eddy and Reggie’s”, and under that was the word “Whore” all circled and in black, the roses bright red and ivy of course was green. This is what was going to be placed on my behind, it was something that was going to be there forever, no amount of scrubbing or scraping was going to take it off.
Turning toward him, and with tears streaming down my face I asked “Why….why this boss?”
“Because I say so….all my girls have one, and you are no different, I like the clients to know who’s whore you are” his emotionless reply. “Now come on let’s get on with it”
As he opened an exited the car, I did the same on my side, I just ran, there was just no way I wanted that tattooed on my butt. It was of course the reaction of a desperate person, and also futile. He was shouting for me to stop, the sound of his shoes pounding on the pavement, getting nearer and nearer.
“Stop! you fucking whore…stop” this time I just came to a standstill, there was no point in running any further he was going to catch me anyhow.
Grabbing my already sore arm he pulled me toward him, and raised his hand to strike. I turned my head away from the coming blow….but there was none, when I did look at him I could see the rage in his eyes.
“If I didn’t need you for two very good clients, I would, I really would” indicating the raised arm, “Next time I will….just accept it….like I say, you’ll thank me later, this work is nothing like the work you did for Tony, this is high class work and I want you as my number one girl….so, please work with me on this”
I could see no way out of this, I would have to say goodbye to my nice little job and Sally…the thought saddened me.
I nodded my head, I knew I was beaten.
“Ok….ok,
“Good….and no more silly nonsense?”
“No…no more silly nonsense”
Keeping a firm grip on my arm, he walked me back to the parlour. He flung the door open and ushered me in.
“Hey Eddy, Eddy my friend….whow what have we here, another of your girls?” said the guy known as Ray, pushing away from the counter and coming to meet us.
“Not just any girl Ray….my best girl” said Eddy beaming.
“Hmmm yes, yes I can see why, my, my….now this is a little beauty” he eyes blazing and raking my body from top to bottom, particular interest in my bottom.
“The usual?” said Ray.
“Oh no this is a special….I want it as thus” replied Eddy, handing Ray the picture he had shown me.
“Ohhh, mmmm yes, yes, very classy” looking me over again, and nodding “Yes, yes I agree”
Eddy threw a package with money in it on the counter. “That should more than cover it”
Ray opened the package, flicked the notes and grinned “Yeah Eddy more than covers
it”
Eddy smiled, and told me to follow Ray, nodding toward the door behind Ray.
I followed ray down a passage to his work room, its walls were covered in art, and porn pictures, I guess it was what you would expect of a guy like Ray.
“Hop up on there love….face down” said Ray with a lecherous gleam in his eyes.
He had indicated to a cot, which was higher than a normal cot, made for the purpose to work on people.
Easing myself up, I lay face down, my head resting on my arms.
I knew Ray enjoyed the next part, taking the hem of my skirt, and drawing it up to my waist, and then pulling my panties down around my thighs.
“Oh yes, oh yes….the perfect canvass for an artist to work on” giving a mirthful chuckle, and running a hand over the surface of my buttock, before giving it a squeeze, like he was squeezing a lemon.
“Awww lass you have a beautiful arse, a very beautiful arse, I can see why Eddy has you as his number one girl” bending slightly so that he could give it a gentle kiss, using his wet tongue.
“Hey, you don’t think you could give me a quickie before I start…. Most of the girls do?”
“Ray there is no chance of a quickie….just do the job the boss has paid you for”
Unperturbed he asked “A blow job then….I’d settle for a blow job”
“Not even a blowjob love….now let’s get on with it eh?”
“Awww you’re no fun….no fun what so ever” his disappointed reply.
He busied himself, preparing the ink and needles to fit into the tattoo gun, humming softly to himself. I heard the bzzzzzz of the machine as he started it up to try it out.
“Good….good” he murmured, satisfied it would do its job.
“Now my beauty let’s get started”
I braced myself for the forthcoming pain of the needle, stifling a cry as it pricked into the flesh.
Bzzzzzz, bzzzzzz, bzzzzzz, it went as he slowly etched his way across my naked butt. My mind was working away furiously, imagining the progress he would be making; just how much of it was now on, on forever, never to come off. I let the tears roll gently down my cheeks.
I heard the phone ring in the shop, the Eddy answering it. The clomp, clomp, clomp of his footsteps as he hurried down the passage to the workshop.
“Stop…stop” he screamed at Ray. “You’ll have to finish it tomorrow….I need her, and I need her now, that appointment has been brought forward”
“Awww Eddy….you’re interrupting an artist, I’m doing some of my best work”
Eddy took a moment to study it. “Yeh, yeh you’re right mate, but the thing is I need her now, finished or not”
Reluctantly Ray stopped and hung up the gun.
“Tomorrow babe….you make sue you come back tomorrow you hear me”
“Yes, yes boss I hear you; I’ll be back tomorrow for sure”
“Hmm good, just make sure you do….now come on I have work for you”
I trotted after him, my heels clicking on the shop floor and concrete pavement.
He was in a big hurry, whoever the person was, he was important to Eddy.
“In the car” he said, pointing to the passenger’s side.
I wasn’t going to argue. I was going to make damn sure I kept on his good side, this guy was no Tony….he was ruthless, I just had to step out of line and I’d know the wroth he would reign down upon me, he was all business, and he sure as hell wasn’t going to let one of his girls (me) bugger him around….ohhhh god my ass was sore as I planted it on the seat. Now I was real keen to find out how much of the tattoo Ray had completed.
“I’m taking you back to my apartment; you can shower and change into something…” he gave a wry smile “Sexy”
“Who’s the guy….the client?” I asked
“Hmm not a guy honey….two guys…and I don’t have to tell you to keep your mouth shut….you’ll probably know them….important people in the community….so no blabbing right?”
“I know how to be very discreet boss, and also how to keep my mouth shut”
“Good, then no one gets hurt, especially you eh?”
I made no response to this, I did know how to keep my mouth shut, I wasn’t new to this game….mores the pity, had I not been a whore he would never have pursued me as hard, but as it was he was getting an experienced prostitute….and who would give a toss for the welfare of an ex hooker….or should I say an now reinstated hooker.
Sitting in stony silence staring out into the night, I now contemplated on my situation. I was trapped, and Eddy held all the winning cards….perhaps all this was fete, maybe I’d been destined to be a whore…or perhaps it was some sort of punishment, I would just have to resign my self to the facts, and the sooner I did the better.
I was drawn back from my thoughts when I heard him say “Well here we are”
He certainly lived the high life; the apartment block was one of the newest, very upmarket, all contemporary, the way of modern architecture, not like the big old stone buildings of the past, functional, but lacking the character of the old buildings….. and what? All this from prostitution, I think not, he had other irons in the fire, irons I could only guess at. He was the first of the new wave of “Entrepreneurs” he used what appeared legitimate businesses, but behind that façade there was a different person…or in this case persons, not forgetting Ronnie, his so called partner.
The lobby was wide, spacious, and not dingy like some old entrances, polished tile floors beneath our feet. Suites of offices on the first and second floors, and after that it became upmarket apartments. The elevator whisked us up to the seventh floor, and the door opened directly into his apartment….it was obviously the pent house suite, luxury personified.
“Whow” I said, my mouth open in awe.
A gratified smile on his face he asked “Well do you like it?”
“Boss….boss, I’m just gob smacked, this is just magnificent” I replied as I wondered from place to place, running my hand over the textures on some of the items.
He followed my progress as I flitted from place to place, a satisfied grin on his face.
“Hmmm thought you’d be impressed….and you know what?”
I stopped my wondering and turned toward him
“No what boss?”
“I’ve been giving this some thought, and I’m gona make you my woman….I want you with me at all the functions I attend, I need a good looking women hanging on my arm…it’ll be good for business….can you imagine how many guys will be staring at you, all wanting to screw you…you’ll be a shining example as to the kind of girls they can have access to” he said all smiles and glowing at the idea “Just as long as they can afford you….or one of the other girls” continuing to smile enthusiastically.
“What, you want a whore as a girl friend….what kind of good example is that for business…especially to some of the wives that attend these functions”
“Ha don’t worry about that….I’ll say you’re a model”
“God I’ve never been a model in my life boss”
“I said don’t worry, I know some good fashion houses, I’ll get them to set it up, take a few sots of you, plaster them in magazines etc, and let them see you are a fashion model”
God he had everything worked out, I was taking the fast track from whore to model in one easy move.
“And when do you anticipate I move in…..and become your….playmate?”
“Tomorrow….some time tomorrow, we can discuss it all later, right now we have clients that will be expecting you” and then continued. “Through there.” he said pointing to the room, “It’s the bedroom with an ensuite, take a shower and then get into the clothes I’ve laid out for you…there’s all the toiletries you’ll need”
Removing and discarding each item of clothing, I stood before the mirror, naked. I was keen, but also a little reluctant to peer at the tattoo that Ray have placed on my butt. Slowly I twisted my right cheek toward the mirror, my eyes shut, and then I took a deep breath and opened them.
“OH—SHIT—OH—MY—GOD” I murmured out loud. It was there; well some of it was there, the top one third of it at least. The top part of the laurel, ivy leaves intertwined with roses, and beneath was a well scripted “Diane” with a black line encircling it, bright red roses, bright green leaves and of course the black Diane. I dreaded the coming of tomorrow when the final stages would be added. Well there was no time to lament or dwell on it now….I had work to do.
Showers were not too common back then, and mix and match of hot and cold water was via hot tap, cold tap, but once you got the balance right, I liked the feel of needle jets striking against your body, I managed to get it too the right temperature for me, letting a stream of hot water flow over my body, under normal circumstances I could have stayed there forever but, I had business to attend to, and all too soon I was out of the shower and towelling off.
Eddy was right; there was an abundant mixture of various moisturisers and body lotions….if it smelled good it was there. I picked one that I particularly liked, and gently rubbed and massaged it into my skin, breathing in the aroma as I did so.
Hmmmm I thought…..they are going to like this. Next I moved into the bedroom where draped on the bed, I found a red cocktail dress, black lingerie, I mean what else, and the customary matching red shoes. The lingerie consisted of, black bra, black knickers, er did I say knickers, make that thong, it barley covered anything, certainly not the tattoo which stood out like a bill board, next was the suspender belt; panty hose was not an option back then, and black stockings. Once I’d put all these on, I took the red dress and drew it over my head and shrugged into it, pulling and patting it in place, just the buttons up back and I felt sure Eddy would oblige me in that area. The dress hem was short, well shorter that the norm for that period, but not mini or anything like that, anything above the knee was considered risqué at that time.
Finally make up and hair, the finishing touches. I looked over the finished product and satisfied, I made my way to join Eddy.
“Whow, take a look at you” he said, a beaming smile on his face. He was seated behind a very old ornate desk…a very, expensive ornate desk I should add. His discarded jacket draped around the back of his chair.
“Whow” he said again, this time standing and striding toward me.
“Do I meet your approval boss” I asked putting on my best charming smile, and striking a sexy pose.
“Approval….approval honey….you look absolutely devastating that’s for sure…oh boy they sure are gona love you”
“Hmmm ok then how about hooking me up” I asked, turning my back toward him.
“Ha, yes an apt turn of phrase…..I thought I already had” he chuckled, and with the hands and fingers of an expert, proceeded to button me up.