by Mia Moore
She nodded.
“Many of my directions may be non verbal. Do you understand?”
“Yes.” Now her voice had that unsure, little girl lilt. And it was no act. Very good.
I took my hand from her chest. “Return to where you were standing.” Her eyes had a hint of fear. Perfect. She walked back and turned around facing me.
I crooked my finger at her again. Just once.
Her hands were together, fingers knotted, as she walked to me. Perfectly.
I smiled. “Much better.”
There was a small, tentative smile and her eyes were wide and uncertain.
Time to calm her down a bit. “Cerise, I’m not going to hurt you, okay? But you are a woman who requires direction. Especially in my presence.” I watched her eyes. “How does that make you feel?”
Her eyes shifted. “A little…” she looked back up. “Slammed?”
I smiled. “Denigrated?”
“Yes.”
“Have I called you names?” She shook her head. “Have I struck you?” Again a small shake of her head from side to side. “What did I do?”
“You crooked your finger at me like I was some kind of servant.”
“No. I told you what I wanted you to do.” I let the silence hang as she digested that. She was expecting some kind of apology for my attitude right now. She stared at me, shifting her weight between her feet, waiting for it.
I sighed. “And you disappointed me.”
Her eyes flared for a moment. You gotta’ love backbone. Her lips pulled to the sides and a sigh of confusion escaped. “I did?”
I nodded. “But—” I held up a finger, watching her expression transform to one of hopefulness.
“Will you try to do better, or shall we end this now?” I took my billfold from my pocket and began to count out fifties.
“I’ll try to do better.” I looked up from my billfold and arched an eyebrow. Her fingers twisted together, still holding her hands in front of tummy.
“I’m sorry,” she barely whispered.
I finished counting out three hundred dollars and held it out. Her eyes were wide as she took it, but her gaze fell immediately after. “Thank you. So I have to go anyway?”
I burst out laughing. “No, silly! Oh God, you’re new at this.” I stepped close to her. “No, Cerise, in your business, you must always, always get your payment in advance, that’s all.”
Her eyes brightened a bit. She fumbled for her purse, opened it and tucked away the cash. Snapping the hasp she looked back up at me. “Thank you,” she said.
I couldn’t stop the grin that spread on my mouth. “For what? For the money, or for being allowed to stay?”
Her chin dropped and her small teeth pressed into her lower lip. “For both.” It came out as a whisper.
My hand rose to cradle the side of her face and she nuzzled into it, closing her eyes for a beat or two.
I felt my chest become lighter as I watched her acquiesce. “Now, bring me a glass of wine.”
She stepped to the bar fridge, squatting down to open it and retrieve a bottle, instead of bending over. I nodded. That was good--graceful and demure.
Her eyes met mine, “Red or white?”
“Try saying that a little nicer, Cerise.”
She cocked her head to the side for a second and smiled before asking, “Would you prefer red or white?”
I nodded my approval and commented, “Excellent.” noting how she brightened at the praise. “White, please.”
She struggled a bit unscrewing the cap, and the tip of her tongue peeked out as she tried to force it. She stopped and examined the bottle and with a smile she ripped off the plastic tab, and opened it easily. Her hand shook slightly as she poured a glass and brought it over to me.
“Thank you Cerise.” I took a sip. “Would you care for some yourself?”
“No, I’m good.” She glanced up. “Umm... no thank you, perhaps later.” I smiled again, and so did she.
“One more ground rule, and we can begin. When you address me tonight, you will call me Sir. Do you understand, Cerise?”
“Yes Sir.” She stood now with hands clasped in front, head bowed.
I walked to the table next to the window and sat down in the chair next to it. “Now remove your clothes.”
There was a fleeting look of curiosity in her eyes when she glanced up for a second. Her hands went behind her back and lowered as she opened the zipper of her dress. She shrugged first one shoulder, then the other letting the top slide down her arms. Her breasts spilled over the cups of the lacy red bra, the top of a dark nipple just peeking out.
My eyes lowered to the taut stomach that showed when she pushed the dress down. Red lace panties covered her round hips above the bare flesh of her thighs. Next, the dark thigh high stockings in firm legs were revealed. She was exquisite.
I sat back in the chair and placed my ankle on the knee of my other leg. She wouldn’t be able to see what she was doing to me.
She kicked the dress to the side and raised her hands once more to undo her bra. When the straps slid down her arms, she tossed it next to her dress. The globes of her alabaster breasts topped with dark, button-like nipples jiggled with her movements.
My breath stopped when her fingers slid the panties over her hips and down her thighs. Her pussy was trimmed Brazilian style to just a thin landing strip.
Oh God. My cock was rock hard. I squirmed a bit, knowing pre-come was already oozing. “Turn around.”
She turned slowly; her luscious ass was oh, so spankable. Now to press her. “Bend over and spread your cheeks. Show me your asshole.”
Her head spun over her shoulder at me. Her face went slack and her mouth made a small ‘o’. I waited. Give her a chance to catch up, Nick. She turned her head back and bent at the waist. Her hands rose from her legs to those sweet cheeks and she separated them. I made her hold that position for a few moments. She was showing me, a total stranger, her most private area.
“That’s fine. You may stand straight now. Turn around. I want you to touch yourself but you can’t come.”
She straightened up and turned around with a fluidness I hadn’t seen before. There was no defiance in the set of her mouth. And no fear in her eyes. I studied her for a moment. Yes—acceptance. Very good.
“Yes, Sir.”
Very, very good. Most promising. I allowed myself to be cautiously optimistic as I watched her.
Her hand was filled, spilling over with the flesh of her tit while her thumb and finger pinched the dark nipple. Her other hand slipped between her legs, running her index finger between her folds. With eyes fluttered shut, her body jerked when her finger rolled over her clit. I tensed with her.
This was good. She had already been aroused. This girl had even more promise than Janice at this stage. And she was years younger than Janice had been.
I rose and slipped my jacket off, laying it on the back of the chair. Her eyes opened and her tongue licked her lips slowly. I held my hands at my side as I stood in front of her.
“Undress me.”
She stepped towards me and began. She hid her clumsiness as best she could. Her fingers fumbled just a bit when she loosened the knot on my tie. Her tongue peeked out the corner of her mouth as she figured it out. Undoing it, she slid it through my collar. She started to unbutton my shirt and her tongue peeked out a little more.
“Take your time, Cerise. You’ll get better at this.”
She glanced up. “Thanks—oh! Thank you Sir, I’m doing my best.”
My fingers rose to caress her face. “I know,” I said softly. She glanced up, her tongue disappearing into her smile and returned to her task.
I took a deep breath, inhaling her perfume now mixed with the scent of her arousal, while her fingers undid my belt buckle and lowered the zipper of my pants. She watched her hands as she pushed my pants and shorts down, struggling to get past my cock, which was almost ready to burst.
There was a sharp intake of breath
when she saw me standing at attention. I was so conscious of her gaze on my cock.
“Would you like to kiss it?” Despite the raging lust that powered through my body, I managed to sound casual, matter of fact even.
Her dark eyes flashed up at mine and she nodded slowly.
“Say it and say please.” I could sense the drip of excitement on the tip of my meat.
“Please Sir, may I kiss it?” Her hand brushed across my stomach and softly caressed along the length of my shaft.
“Yes, now.”My voice was a hiss even to my own ears.
She lowered until she knelt before me. The tip of my cock left a shiny wetness on her cheek when she turned her head. I stifled a moan when her mouth opened and her tiny pink tongue touched me. Her fingers grasped my cock at the base and guided it deeper into her mouth. Oh the hot wetness of her mouth and her fingers pulling below, swept waves of ecstasy down its length.
She pulled back and her eyes were watering as she looked up at me.“I don’t think I can take all of you in my mouth. It’s so long, I’ll choke.”
As if to compensate she began licking the base to the tip, running hot wet circles over it.
Oh fuck, the sight of her lips and tongue on my cock was getting to me. I wanted more. “Relax your throat.” It came out as a low growl.
I held her head while she opened her mouth and took me in. She looked as eager for this as I felt.
With deliberate care I pushed deeper into her— stopping when it was halfway in her mouth. Tears formed at the corners of her eyes but she nodded for me to ease farther in. Her mouth and even her throat looked full. It was in all the way now and she was sucking. I wanted to fuck her mouth hard but it would be too much for her. For now.
“Stop.”
She risked a furtive glance at me with her mascara smudged eyes. Her hand and mouth became still before she drew back releasing my cock.
“Get on the bed and spread your legs.”
Chapter 3 – Two in One
Oh God, I panted as I rose to my feet and obeyed him. Watching his body from the bed, my clit throbbed with longing. Could I touch it? Would he allow me? This whole ‘Sir’ thing, telling me what to do, even spreading my ass for him to see my hole had me so turned on. He’d never know how my knees turned to jelly when he crooked his finger at me the second time. I’d never tell him. He was better than even my fantasies.
He sat on the edge of the bed to finish removing his pants and shoes. The muscles on his wide back were taut as he bent over. Each leg showed hard muscle as he lifted his feet removing his socks.
Oh God, what a cock…so long and thick, like a polish sausage. What would it feel like to have it deep inside me? ‘Sir’s cock.
There was a knock at the door and I jumped. My eyes were wide staring at Sir Nick as he walked to answer it. Was it room service? Had he ordered more wine?
My jaw fell open when Dev followed him into the room. What was going on? I thought I was only going to be with Nick. Dev and he stood smiling at the foot of the bed their eyes roaming over my naked flesh. Normally, even the thought of being naked in front of strangers would be enough to turn my cheeks red. But right now, I was being admired, beautiful in their eyes.
My pussy throbbed with lust and desire. Would Dev be fucking me as well? Is this what Sir wanted? Oh yes, please. Was Dev’s cock as big as Sir’s? I was going to soon find out, watching him rip his clothes off.
Sir Nick got on the bed and rolled on top of me. His cock pressed into my mons and there was a drizzle of pre-cum on the inside of my upper thigh. I had never been with a guy so… juicy. I opened my legs wider, my pussy aching for that throbbing meat. Please fuck me hard while Dev watches.
“Ahhh” He drove his cock into me up to the hilt. It brushed my cervix and even hurt a little. He pulled back and pressed into me again. His fingers dug into my hips, pulling my ass up, tilting my pussy so he could grind harder into me.
There was a rustle of movement and I turned my head. Dev was standing naked beside the bed, near my head. A golden sheen of hair covered his muscular chest down to firm abs. His eyes were half closed in lust as he watched Nick fucking me and his hand slowly caressed his cock. He wasn’t as long as Nick but he was thicker. The tip of his cock glistened before his hand rubbed the slickness over his hard shaft.
Sir Nick was pumping into me faster. The bristle of his groin rubbed against my clit, driving me wild. I wanted more and I didn’t want this to stop.
Dev slid his hand between Nick and me and groped my breast. When he squeezed my nipple I thought I’d go insane. I licked my lips gazing at the thick mauve helmet of his shaft, the curve and thickness, pulsing veins and turgid columns of flesh, that he held so close to my face.
“Suck him, Cerise.” Nick’s voice was a growl in my ear.
I opened my mouth and tasted Dev on my tongue. He was salty and so thick I couldn’t take more than the head of his cock in me.
Nick raised his upper body, resting on his elbows, slowly moving inside me, watching me suck his friend’s cock.
It was all getting to be too much--the hard cock moving slowly, filling my cunt, the stroking my clit was getting and the thick cock in my mouth. Oh God, this was better than any fantasy. I moaned in lust having two hot and horny businessmen fucking my mouth and my cunt. It was a wet dream come true. My mind screamed for them to use me, fuck me harder. Waves of bliss rolled over me and my body arched upward releasing Dev’s cock when I moaned.
“Please Sir, harder, fuck me HARD!” I begged.
I could feel the pulsing of Nick’s cock spurting into me. His body stiffened, diving deep into my core. My hand raked across his back, clawing, my body lost in lust. It went on and on, wave after wave of hot searing pleasure.
I gasped and panting, heart pounding in my chest. Beside me, Dev smiled down at me, his hand still slowly stroking himself.
“May I?” He glanced at Nick.
Nick was still out of breath and could only manage a nod as he withdrew from me. I watched the length of his shaft, glistening with my juice and his. A dribble of come still leaked out of the tip. I sat forward for a second, smeared my fingers with it and lay back licking them clean. We tasted so sexy.
Dev’s knee press down on the bed beside me and his other leg swung over my legs. His cock was rock hard hugging his firm stomach when he lowered onto me. His hand guided the tip to my opening. Oh yes! I could feel it sliding into my slipperiness. He was half way in when he withdrew and wet his fingers with his mouth. He rubbed my cunt with his hand to make me even wetter. Again he pushed into me, deeper and deeper. Oh my God, the stretching sensation was deliciously painful.
Dev pumped into me faster and faster. The full sensation, his cock a piston pounding into was getting to me. I was wet and horny again but Dev was built different from Nick. I missed the stubble he had that grazed my clit. I slid my hand down and stroked my clit faster and faster. There was no way I was having this horse cock inside me without having an orgasm again.
Sir’s hand caressed my hair and he leaned over to kiss me. His tongue thrust into my mouth mimicking what Dev’s cock was doing to my other lips.
Dev pushed deep inside me and held his body still. He groaned and jerked deeper a few times setting my orgasm off once more. I lay back gasping for breath, my heart thumping hard in my chest. My pussy throbbed and ached with pleasure at the rough handling of the two men.
Nick smiled and stood up. His fingers stroked my cheek and he walked across the room. My eyes riveted to his tight ass with that delightful hollow in the side that athletic men have. His legs were long and muscular.
“That was great baby.” Dev whispered. He kissed and nibbled playfully at my nipples for a few moments. “You can start work for me any time.”
Nick returned carrying two glasses. His deep blue eyes met mine and once more my knees turned to jelly. I sat up and took the glass he offered.
“Easy Dev. We agreed that I would be the one speaking to her about this. Sorry Buddy
, you’ve got to get your own drink.” Sir Nick sat down on the bed next to me and his fingers tucked a lock of hair behind my ear.
When Dev left the room, I turned to him. “What are you saying, Sir?”
“We’re offering you a job. We own an adult club and we’ve just lost the manager. She got married and quit. I’m the senior partner, so you’ll report to me.” His fingers touched under my chin and he pulled up for me to look into his eyes. “There are many things you must learn and I’m looking forward to teaching you Cerise. Why don’t you try it for six months? If at the end of that time, either of us aren’t happy, we can part ways.”
A job? My breath hitched in my throat gazing into his steady eyes. “But I don’t know anything about managing a club. I’m a physiotherapist. What exactly happens at this adult club? It’s not a brothel is it? You know, this is my first time hooking and I only did that because I’m desperate.” If he was expecting that I’d be a Madam, then he was asking the wrong girl. Tonight had been beyond my wildest dreams and well…I’d like to do this again with Sir Nick and Dev. They were both hot and I’d liked the whole Sir thing.
“You will be making one hundred thousand dollars a year plus expenses. Do you think it’s worth giving it the old college try?” His eyes crinkled above a wide smile.
Dev returned and sat on my other side, his knees tucked and bent before him, Indian yoga style. “So Cerise. What do you say?”
“It’s an incredible offer. I’d be a fool not to accept.” I reached to the side and shook Dev’s hand before turning to kiss Sir Nick’s lips.
“Well buddy, it looks like we have our new social director for the club.” Dev and Nick exchanged a look that I wasn’t able to read. What was I getting myself into?
***
It was late when I floated from the taxi to the door of my building. I didn’t know if I was a little drunk from one glass of champagne too many, or if it was the fact that I would be making an enormous amount of money in the next six months. Who knew that when I started this evening, broke and desperate, embarking on the shady path of hooking, that I would meet two gorgeous knights in shining armor? As I opened the dark wooden door, I glanced around. Was there a fairy godmother flitting over my shoulder?
