I took Fantasy’s hand and helped her up. “Well, enjoy the rest of your evening ladies.”
“One week, Cal. Just one week,” said Richard.
“Of course, Richard. No more and no less. I promise you I’ll enjoy every second of it though.”
“Whatever, asshole,” he muttered.
“I let you into the game, Richard. Don’t forget that. You put the girl up as a bet. So if you're sorry you’ve lost her now, well, it’s too fucking late isn’t it, buddy?”
I patted Richard on the shoulder as I led Fantasy to the door. I knew he was a dangerous man and could do all kinds of damage to me if he really wanted. So I must admit that I took a perverse pleasure in tormenting him about his loss. He needed access to my casinos in order to stay in business. On the same token, I needed him. Whales would come to my casinos and order up girls from Richard. Hell, sometimes I’d order them some of Richard’s girls as a gift to entice them into spending more money. Richard and I had big business with each other. Each of us knew that he had to toe a certain line with the other. But the money that flowed between us kept us both on the mostly straight and narrow.
“One week, Cal. One fucking week,” he muttered under his breath.
“Yes, one week. You sound like a broken record, Richard. I’ll see you next Saturday. Say goodbye to Daddy, sweetheart.”
“Bye, Daddy,” said Fantasy.
Chapter 3 (Fantasy)
The View from Innocence
*
We stood in silence in the elevator. He looked me over and grinned. He was a tall man in a perfect and crisp dark Armani suit. His chiseled face and sharp nose gave him a hard-edged look, but he still managed to soften when he smiled at me. He had dimples that could fool someone into thinking he was innocent. His deep-set bedroom eyes were the darkest shade of brown I had ever seen. At this point though I still was unsure of what kind of man I had been given to. But he didn’t seem all that bad. He took his jacket off and slung it over his shoulder. I could tell his arms were thick with muscles. I thought about reaching out to touch him, but I held back.
I was glad to get away from The Crocodile and his cinnamon breath — even if it would only be for a week. I turned to my temporary owner and looked up at him.
“What are we going to do?”
“You’re mine now, for the next week at least. I can do whatever I want to you.”
It didn’t seem like the kind of thing a man would say if he planned to go easy on a woman. He had a fierce look about him. Yes, he was business like, but his whole being emanated with great power. I didn’t even know who he was, this Cal Wyatt. Just one of a great deal of very rich men in this city and I assured myself that his wealth had probably not all come innocently. No man in Las Vegas was completely innocent.
We got to the top floor of the hotel and the elevator door whirred open. Cal grabbed my arm and pulled me out.
“Ow, you’re hurting me,” I said.
“Didn’t I just win you in a poker game?” Cal asked.
“Yes, but you could try to be more gentle.”
“I’ll try,” he said. “But most women I’m with aren’t fans of gentle.”
“I bet you bring a different woman up here every night. You use them and toss them out, don’t you? How is it going to be for you to have to deal with me for an entire week?”
“Don’t talk so much,” he said.
He scanned his keycard on the door and swung it open. He shoved me inside and my breath quickened as I looked around the penthouse. Stunning is the only word that could describe it. Yes, I had been living in Vegas luxury for the last few months, but The Crocodile’s suite had been nothing like this one. I looked out the window at the gorgeous view of the strip. The lights seemed to flicker and entrance me in a way that they hadn’t done for a long time.
I collapsed onto the black leather couch. Cal stood before me and blocked my view of the city. He unbuckled his belt and thrust his pants down. He threw them to a corner of the room and took the rest of his clothes off — everything except his underwear. He towered over me with a huge bulge in front of my eyes.
“Virgin, right? I promise not to hurt you this time,” he said. “Please take off your dress.”
“Can we just talk for a bit first?”
He pulled me to my feet and whispered in my ear:
“We’ve got a whole week for talking, Fantasy.”
He kissed my neck and then worked his way to my lips. I pushed him away. I wasn’t going to let him have me without at least giving me a chance to speak.
“My father —”
“I don’t care about your father,” he growled.
‘Please, Cal, right? Just listen for a second. I think you can help me.”
“Help you how?” He asked.
“Help me get away from The Crocodile.”
“You’re going back to him in one week. So enjoy your time away.”
“Please,” I begged.
Cal wrapped his arms around my waist and thrust me forward so that I was now pressing against his body. I felt his cock prodding into my stomach. He grabbed a fistful of my hair and yanked it back as he bent down to kiss me. I wanted to resist him, but he was too fast. His tongue explored my mouth and I found my own reluctant tongue soon gave up and joined his. Heat spread through me. I was very attracted to this man — I can't deny that. My pussy was growing wetter the more fervent his kisses became. His hands glided over my back and tugged at my dress.
“Take off the goddamn dress,” he said.
I stepped back and turned around so Cal could unzip my dress. He yanked it down and helped me pull it over my head. He whirled me back around to face him. He grabbed my wrist and pressed my hand to his muscular chest. His heartbeat was out of control.
“You are having some kind of effect on me. I’m not used to that,” he said.
He reached behind me and unhooked my bra. He got down before me and pulled my panties off. I stepped out of them and he tossed them to the side.
“Now it’s your turn. Pull my boxers down and shove my cock in your mouth. Do it.”
“I don’t know what I’m doing,” I said.
“I’m going to teach you now. Just do everything I say and you’ll be fine. Do it quickly though!”
I got down on my knees and pulled his underwear down to his ankles. His cock sprung forward. I gasped at the size of it. It was long, thick, and the veins were engorged. He was leaking pre-cum.
“Wrap your hand around it,” he commanded.
I obeyed and formed a tight grip on Cal’s shaft. He groaned as I stroked him up and down. More pre-cum leaked out of the tip. I grew curious and flicked my tongue out over it. He tasted salty, and I decided that I liked it enough to swirl my tongue over him again.
Cal placed his thumb on my bottom lip and pried my mouth open. He grabbed my head and pushed me down on his cock. I choked as he rammed it around my mouth. If this was how rough he was going to be with me then it was going to be a difficult week for me to get through. The only thing I could do was to be a willing participant. If I weren’t perhaps he’d send me back to The Crocodile where I might be punished.
My lips formed a tight seal around Cal’s shaft and I rolled my tongue over his throbbing veins. He pushed me down and held me there for a long time before yanking my head back and pulling out of me. I tried to catch my breath, but just couldn’t seem to do it. My chest was rising and falling rapidly now.
“Please don’t hurt me,” I pleaded.
“You’ll be fine. But you were going to make me cum so I need to rest.”
He collapsed on the couch beside me.
“You have no idea how attracted I am to you,” he said.
“Is that — good?” I asked. After how he had treated me I wasn’t quite sure.
“Yes, it’s a little too good,” he said.
He moved in for a kiss. I opened my mouth to receive him. His kisses were so intense that they overwhelmed me. I had been kissed before, yes, but ce
rtainly not like this. This was a man who wanted me with a passion I had never imagined possible. But I knew it was probably just lust. I was his possession after all — even if it was for just one week. There was no chance for anything besides one week of powerful lust. But I wasn’t so sure I would even survive till the end of it.
Cal climbed on top of me and held my wrists down over my head. I was sinking into the comfortable couch. He kissed my neck and worked his way down my body making sure his lips touched every part of me. He paid special attention to my nipples, which he tugged gently at. They were pink and puffed out now and it felt amazing when he rolled his tongue over them.
He pressed his mouth to my ear. “Tell me you want this,” he whispered.
“Yes,” I said. I couldn’t keep myself from this man. If he wanted me he was going to have me, so it was a good thing that I was filled with pure need for him.
He squeezed my wrists and for some reason I found this very erotic. I was fully under his control. There was no way I could escape. I had to submit to his desire for me.
I moaned as he pressed against my body. I knew there was something wrong about losing my virginity to a man that won me in a card game, but Cal was making sure it felt more right than I wanted to admit. My eyes fluttered and I trembled as his hands glided across my skin. I don’t know if it was subconscious resistance or not, but my thighs were pressed together. Cal slid his hands between them and pried them apart. He traced my wet slit. His fingers pushed me open and glided over my pussy lips. I twisted about beneath him. The only fingers I had ever felt down there were my own. Every sensation made me shudder.
He pulled his fingers away from me and licked my juices off of them. “You even taste better than any other woman.” Then he made his way back down to my clit and massaged it in a circular motion. I found my butt naturally lifting off the couch cushion and my back arching of its own volition.
“Mmm,” I said. I was in a dream like state now and Cal was the man in charge of this dream. He sped up and with the increase in speed I felt my sense of place disappearing. The only thing I could see before me was Cal. He rubbed harder and I moaned so loud I thought I might break his crystal chandelier.
His mouth was back on my nipples now. His lips brushed against them and his hot breath made me tremble. With his free hand he grabbed my breast and squeezed as he sucked my nipple. His teeth clamped down on it and the pain that shot through me caused an uncontrollable scream to be released. I reached out and grabbed his arms. I dug my nails into his muscles and he bit harder. I was sweating and shaking now. My eyes rolled back and everything flickered. “Cal, I’m gonna cum!” I shouted.
His tongue followed the line under my breast. His big fingers were so fast now that I could not keep my pleasure inside for a moment longer. There was no way to resist. I thrashed about and moaned. I had never felt so good in my entire life.
He climbed off of me and rolled me onto my stomach. I was jolted out of my trance as he squeezed my ass cheeks and then pushed them apart. He pulled my ass up so that I was on my knees now. And then he grabbed my hair and yanked it backwards so hard that my neck arched up and I screamed. God, it hurt like hell and I wasn’t sure why he was back to causing me pain again. Logic told me I should get away from this man, but the other part of me wanted to see where this pain would lead — I had a feeling it would all turn to pleasure soon enough.
Cal prodded my entrance. “You’re mine now, Fantasy. Part of you always will be after this,” he said as he pushed himself inside of me. I felt him spreading me open as he went deeper. My pussy was so tight and seemed to be trying to expel him. I pushed back on him and this only caused him to slide deeper into me. Each thrust sent pain searing through me.
“You are definitely a virgin,” he said. “Your tight little pussy feels so good wrapped around me.”
I clenched my teeth and waited for the pain to transform and oh my god did it ever. He sped up and pulled my hair back again, but this time I was so lost in the moment I barely noticed. I let out a string of constant moans as he fucked me.
I felt it building very slow at first — a tremor that started in my legs and spread up through the rest of me. Soon I was a shaking and screaming mess. Tears came, and then my eyes rolled upwards again and all I saw was a burst of black and white swirling before me. It was like someone was pressing on my eyes. Cal reached up and wrapped his hand around my throat. He continued to drive into me as I came again. And then he exploded along with me — spraying his cum into me. His orgasm sent me into a spiral of one after another as he kept driving his hard cock into me even after filling me with his seed.
When he was finally done he pulled out and lied down on top of me. He kissed my neck and played with my hair.
“Wow,” he said.
*
I woke up in Cal’s bed the next morning. I was wrapped up in a red silk sheet and his arms were around me. I had to blink a few times before adjusting to the light of the room flooding in through the windows. At first my heart raced as I tried to remember where I was. And then I thought of last night again and how Cal had claimed my virginity.
I ran my fingers through his tousled brown hair. His eyes fluttered open and a wide smile swept across his face. “Good morning,” he said in a very sexy gravelly voice.
“Did you sleep well?” I asked.
“Better than I have in years. I guess you’re real after all, huh?”
“Yeah, I’ve been real for twenty years now.” I laughed and he pulled me in for a deep kiss.
I pushed him away. There was something that was bothering me about all this. I was certain that Cal would get tired of me and would send me back to The Crocodile now that he had what he wanted. After all, I was sure I was just a thing to be had in Cal’s mind. Men like him would surely become easily bored spending too much time with the same girl.
“Are you done with me yet?” I asked him as I sat up.
He sat up and brushed a hair out of my eye. “Done with you. Done with you. I’m not sure why you would even ask that.”
“Well, you took my virginity. The fun must be all gone for you now, right?”
“That’s ridiculous.” He kissed me again. His lips were warm against mine and for a moment I forgot that there was even a need to question him.
Chapter 4 (Cal)
Fantasy for Breakfast
*
“I’m going to keep you for the full week at least,” I said.
“And then what?”
“I’ll have to give you back to Richard. I’m sorry.”
Her head went down and I watched her clutch the sheets.
“You could help me get away from him. Pay my father’s debts. I don’t like asking you to do that, but you’re my only hope. I would never ask for another thing in my life. I swear,” she said.
I sighed. “It’s more complicated than that, Fantasy. Richard supplies my wealthiest customers with their girls.”
“So find another pimp,” she said.
“You think it’s that easy? My customers like Richard’s girls. Those are the ones they want. Like it or not, he’s the highest class pimp in town. I own multiple casinos and I can’t afford to lose Richard’s services. Not only that, but I do owe him in a way.”
“No one owes that man anything,” she replied.
Fantasy buried her face in a pillow. I pulled it away and placed my finger under her chin. I tilted her face up to mine and kissed her again — this time with more passion. I was going to enjoy this woman while I had her. I pressed my hand against her breast and she sighed.
“Maybe you’ll change your mind by the end of the week.”
“Maybe,” I said as I pushed her back down and climbed on top of her. I sucked on her earlobe and she moaned. It seemed that I had successfully distracted her and brought the focus back on what we needed to do while we were together.
I placed my hand on her side and grabbed a hold of her juicy body. My cock was throbbing, but I would be patient this morning
. I kissed down her neck and sucked on her pale shoulder before moving down her arm.
“That tickles,” she said. “But I love it when you kiss me everywhere.”
“It’s a good thing that I love to kiss you then,” I said as I moved down to her fingers. I opened my mouth and she slipped her index finger inside of it. I grabbed her wrist and sucked the tip of her finger. This elicited a moan so I took her deeper inside me and swirled my tongue over it. She made even more appreciative noises, so I let her finger go and made my way down her hand — kissing her palm and wrist.
When I was done I moved onto her breasts. My tongue rolled over her nipple, which soon became fully erect. Her nipples were puffy and pink. They were surrounded by large matching pink areolas. Everything about her seemed light and fresh. She was not like women I had been with before. She seemed unbroken by the world despite her present life circumstances.
I squeezed her breast as I sucked. My cock was jumping now. Her breasts had a way of making me want to press myself against her hard. I kissed her soft belly and moved further south now. I needed to taste her again. When I got to her pussy I admired the perfect shape. I know it’s a cliché, but it was like a perfect pink rose unfolding before me. I pulled her legs apart and watched her spread open. Her juices were running out now, so I darted my tongue inside of her. She tasted like honey and I pulled back for a moment to savor every drop of her. I lifted her legs up and wrapped them around my neck as I pulled her forward and went deeper now. She twisted around an awful lot and let out a loud lingering moan as I explored her pussy.
I pushed my tongue deeper inside of her. Her ass lifted off the bed so her cunt could receive more of me. I dug my fingernails into her thighs as I swirled her clit around my mouth. I sucked on it hard until she lost all control. She grabbed my arms tight, probably to keep herself from thrashing so much.
“Oh, God, Cal! You are so good at this,” she said.
I sucked harder and she began to shake. Her juices gushed out of her and I lapped up every last drop. Her sensual sounds were all I needed to inspire me to continue. I didn’t let up at all. I made her cum again and then again for good measure. I wanted her not just to know that I had control over her, but to feel it as well.
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