“Holy shit,” I said, surprised at what I was seeing. There had been a lot on the floor the night before, but this was something else. Seeing a dozen different tableaus playing out in front of me, I didn’t know where to look.
“Watch them,” he demanded, pointing to a couple in their 40s who were on different ends of a much younger woman. The man was shoving his cock in the young woman’s cunt while his wife straddled the girl’s face and lost her in wave after wave of pleasure, the collared girl licking enthusiastically at her pussy.
Suddenly Pete’s hands were on the front of my dress, grazing the neckline until they came to stop right between my breasts. Then with one fluid motion and a loud rip, he ripped the dress down the middle. I let out a little squeal, completely shocked by what he had done to my dress.
“Pete! What are you doing?”
He clamped a hand over my mouth. “The only words you are allowed to speak in here are how much you want to be fucked.”
He stripped the rest of the dress off me and let it fall to the floor. I was taken aback, completely in shock at what he was doing, but I couldn’t deny that I was enjoying the thrill of it. Of course, I had come to his office knowing what was likely to happen—no, what was absolutely going to happen, I simply had no idea how it was going to occur.
“Sit on the desk and watch the screens. Watch that slamming his cock into her.”
He put me up on his desk without any care or concern for the things on top of it and spread me wide, noticing for the first time that I had shown up to his office without anything on underneath the dress.
“You’re a filthy fucking whore, aren’t you Penny? Already dripping and ready.”
He pulled me to the edge of his desk and got on his knees, not sparing a moment stroking my slit with his large digits. God, it was going to feel amazing to get him inside me, finally, after all of this time, but I was going to have to sit back and enjoy everything that came before that.
He dipped his head in and licked my from clit to ass and back again. It made me shudder and my knees went weak. I looked at the screen but it was hard to keep my attention on what was happening there when so much was going on between my legs. Panting, I cried out his name, wanting to encourage him to keep going. I could handle hours of this, although I knew I would likely go crazy from the pleasure of it all.
Pete pressed two fingers inside me and looked up at my face. “Tell me what they are doing.”
“Oh god…umm…” I looked at the screen in question and tried to focus. “Ooooh, Pete…he’s got her on all fours. He’s fucking her from behind and his wife…oh my god, don’t stop…his wife is pegging him. He’s about to come.”
Just as I said it he thrust hard inside me with his fingers and did the come hither motion against my g-spot that sent me reeling. I screamed out his name and bit my lip, trying to control myself.
“That’s it, keep going baby.” He wouldn’t let up with his fingers and my body convulsed under his touch like I had never experienced before. Pete Wilson knew exactly what he was doing and I felt like for the first time in my life I was going to experience the kind of fucking I had longed for.
Waiting for my body to stop arching and for my breath to return, he pulled me off the table and kissed me hard while unbuckling his belt and pulling his cock out.
“Get on the ground you little cocksucker. Take it in your mouth and worship it.”
I was on my knees and in front of one of the most impressive dicks I’d ever seen. If he had gone through with having sex with me in the elevator 10 years before, I’m not sure what I would have done with that monster. The head was half the size of my fist and oozing pre-cum that I caught with the tip of my tongue, savoring the saltiness of him. He had an intensely masculine scent that only made me want to jump on him more.
“That’s it, lick it, Penny.” He groaned as I took the head of his penis into my mouth and swirl my tongue around it, teasing the end with the very tip of my tongue. He took a sharp breath and groaned again before grabbing my head and starting to slowly fuck my face.
He was gentle, but I wanted it rougher so I picked up the pace as fast as I could comfortably go, until his breathing was so ragged I knew he couldn’t take it anymore. I backed off gently and let him out of my mouth with a plop. His delicious cock bobbed up and down in front of me and I held his balls, cupping them and rolling them delicately with my fingers.
“I want you to fuck me hard, Pete. Fuck my pussy.”
I wondered if the words would remind him, but he was too lost in what was happening. He picked me up off the ground and pushed me into the wall, my back touching the cold hard brick at the same time that he rammed the full length of his penis into my cunt.
“Fuuuuck,” he roared as he settled against me. “God, Penny. I am going to fill you so full of my sperm.” He rolled his hips into me, thrusting slowly and in a way that made his pubis rub against my clit.
“Pete, I’m going to come all over that cock. Don’t stop baby…”
He didn’t. I thought it was never going to end. He leaned down to suck my nipples hard as my breasts bounced in the rhythm of our love-making. The sound was up on all of his screens and like something out of a porno they all seemed to be climaxing at once. It was the most intensely erotic experience I’d ever had and I was riding wave after wave of pleasure as he thrust hard and deep into me, looking up into my eyes.
We stayed there, locked on each other in some kind of animalistic moment of pure joining, when he finally let loose and cried out into my hair, his hips thrusting as fast as they could go, almost out of his control as he shot jet after jet of his load into my pussy.
I crashed down around him, still riding the fucking insane intensity of the moment.
“Oh, fuck! Pete!” Single syllables were all I was capable of at the moment and my cunt was holding on to him, contracting like a vice.
He held me there until his cock began to soften and as he extracted himself I felt his cum running down my thigh.
I tried to catch my breath, but all I could think was that this guy was without a doubt the best I had ever had.
He cleaned me up and we lay on his couch, him running his fingers through my hair and kissing and nuzzling me.
“That pussy is mine,” he said in a soft, but commanding tone.
I’d let him think whatever he wanted for right now.
There was a knock at the door and Asia stepped inside, wearing the same outfit she had been in the first time I saw her—meaning nothing but a diamond collar.
She saw us on the couch and winked. “Is there anything I can do for the two of you?”
“You can lap up my cum from this hot little cunt,” he said with a grin.
“No—there’s no need for that,” I said, offering her a smile while I waved her off. She took the hint and left us alone. “You should lock that door,” I said to Pete.
“Someday you’ll let her. Lick that pussy of yours. I want to watch. I want to see the two of you go to town on each other.”
I gave him a look. “I really like cock.”
“Good thing,” he said, lifting his and giving it a stroke. “I’ve got a great one.”
It was ridiculously impressive, I thought, as I watched it start to harden again.
“I wish I could stick around a little longer, but I actually have somewhere I have to be first thing in the morning. So I really need to get home.”
He pretended to pout. “You’re going to leave me like this?”
I grinned. “I think you’re pretty well taken care of at the moment. We can pick up where we left off another time.”
I stood but realized the one item of clothing I had worn into his office was in tatters on the floor.
“Don’t worry; I have something you can wear.” He strode over to his desk and to a cabinet behind it, pulling out a pair of yoga pants and a black tank.
“That’ll have to do, I guess.”
Pete dressed me, kissing every inch of my body as he
did so, and then pulled me close to look me straight in the eye.
“I’m serious, that pussy is mine. No one is to touch it but me until I tell you otherwise.”
I grinned. “Whatever you say, Pete.” Grabbing my purse, I headed toward the door, the perfume of human musk wafting from every pore of my body. There would be no disguising what I had done when I got back to the office.
Whatever Lauren and Ivan might have been thinking, they kept it to themselves, but I knew for a fact that Lauren had sussed me out. She didn’t say anything about the dress that I was no longer wearing.
“Okay, Ivan. Let’s hear it. What is going on in the auction room?”
He sighed. “It’s pretty much exactly what you thought. Virgins, all of them very young, but legal as far as I could tell and according to the information that was handed out. I was able to get out with one of the programs with no one noticing.”
He handed over the flier and I stood beside Lauren, looking at the color photos and stats of the girls who had been up for auction tonight.
“Twenty-one, nineteen…eighteen? Are you fucking kidding me?” Lauren looked at me and for the first time it was dawning on me exactly what was happening at Club V. I had wanted to deny it, but there was no way around it now. They were auctioning virgins, very young ones, to men from all over the world who often ended up taking these young women back to wherever they came from.
But the worst part of it all, I realized in a moment of darkness, was that Pete had been lying to me all along.
I couldn’t wait. I went right back out and caught a cab back to the club. The doorman at the side entrance knew me by now and let me in. I found Pete basically where I had left him. He was buttoning the last button on his shirt and getting ready to go.
“You fucking liar.” I cut right to the chase.
“Come again?” He grinned thinking it a funny pun that he had made.
“You are a liar and we’re done here. I’ve got my story. I know what you’re doing, Pete. I know what’s going on. And you don’t even fucking know who I am?”
He paused and looked at me, confused. “Who are you?”
Chapter 9
Pete
“Who am I? For the love of all that’s holy, I wish you had figured it out already, Pete. I really thought you were smarter than that, you dumb ass. But honestly, this is just proving to me that you are as out of touch and self-involved as I had always suspected. You probably can’t see any further than your own dick unless there’s some pussy standing right in front of you.”
“Jesus mother-fucking Christ, Penny! What the hell are you talking about?” She had rushed into my office like a bat out of hell and I had no idea what she was going on about.
“What am I talking about? I’m talking about the story. The entire reason I’ve been here interviewing you, all the while the only thing you cared about was getting me into bed with you.”
Things were nearly spinning and I was struggling to keep up with what she was saying. None of it made sense. Not a single word.
“I’ll tell you who I am. I’m Penny Saxs all right and you might not know that name, but you’ll remember it forever because I am going to be the one to take you and your empire down for what you are doing upstairs.”
“Upstairs?” I asked, bewildered by what she could be talking about. We had spent the entire evening here in my office. She had never gone upstairs unless she had done so after leaving my office. But no, I had seen her walk out to a cab on the security camera. She would never have made it out onto the floor dressed like that and I doubt she would consider trying.
“Don’t play the fool with me. I’m talking about your precious little auction that you are running upstairs. That exclusive thing that only the most important people get access to?” Penny’s hands were on her hips and she was glaring at me, still standing there in the clothes I had handed to her less than an hour ago. The tank top was barely enough to cover her breasts and without a bra, her magnificent tits were swaying as she moved. Now wasn’t the time for me to focus on Penny’s assets though.
“You don’t know anything about the auction.”
She shook her head. “Like hell, I don’t. I had a guy in there tonight. He’s got a recording of the entire thing and he made it out with your little catalogue listing who was up for auction tonight. You think that’s not going to sell us a million copies and you would be wrong.”
I was still perplexed. The entire interview series was supposed to do something so that they could do a feature on us, not some kind of story to expose us to the public in a way that could destroy the club. Then it dawned on me the first thing she had said. I didn’t know who she was.
“Who the fuck are you then? Who do you work for?”
She pulled out a badge with a different credential on it. “I work for Expose and we’re doing a story on you. We’ve got enough to break it now and I have a feeling my editor is going to want to run with this as soon as we can. Don’t bother to try and get out ahead of it. We run a weekly and it will be out by next weekend. This isn’t something you’re going to have to wait around months for. Nope, Pete. You’re going to know exactly what this is going to mean for your business in about five days. I hope you’re ready.”
I stood there, stunned and still not understanding what would motivate all of this.
“So you were just here to get this story and go? Why did it feel like something more personal?”
She lowered her eyes and cleared her throat. “I was doing what I needed to do to get to you. I wasn’t going to sit around and hope that you could give me the information I needed. I kept you busy down here while my other guy was in the auction. I made sure you trusted me and wanted me. It made everything else possible. Is that so hard for you to believe, Pete? That I, little old Penny Saxs, could make someone like you lust after me? Hell, I bet I could get it again right now if I really wanted it.” Penny took the tiniest step toward me, but I stood my ground.
I took a deep breath and felt my shoulders sag under the weight of the information I was taking in. “Listen, I’m not going to pretend that this was going to be some kind of life changing love affair, but I was really enjoying spending time with you and honestly, I don’t believe you were just here because you wanted to get some kind of dirt on me—which, by the way, is false. You don’t have the faintest understanding of what goes on in the auction room. Sure, it may sound a little sketchy to someone who is looking at it from the outside, but I promise you that everyone involved in that is just as consenting as everyone else in this building. We have built this company with that as a cornerstone. Consent is the hottest thing there is. Who wouldn’t want to be with someone who…who wants to be with them?”
Penny glared at me, her eyes flaring up like a blue flame. “You are selling women to the highest bidder. It’s prostitution, Pete. And that’s if you get the benefit of the doubt on everything. In a lot of people’s eyes, this is going to look like you are involved in human trafficking and no one turns a blind eye to that when it hits the front page of a major outlet. Not when it involves politicians. Not when barely 18 year old girls are here selling themselves for what? What do you even pay them? Do you take into account their safety? Where are they going? What about the ones that you allow to go to a foreign country or the girls who sign a contract to go stay with someone for a week or a month or something? Do you know what that looks like to someone who isn’t into your 24 hour kink fest that you’ve got going on under this roof?”
“Tell me, Penny. Tell me what it looks like.” I was challenging her now and she didn’t like it. Good, I wanted to piss her off.
“It looks like you are a perverted criminal. It looks like you are out to make a buck off some of the most vulnerable people in society. It makes you a flaming shit bag, Pete. And I never want to see you again.”
She turned and headed out the door in a fury. I didn’t bother to follow her. It wasn’t worth my time or energy. She had some balls though, to come in here and ma
ke the accusations that she did, all the while telling me what exactly she was going to do to bring the place down. What if I had been the sort of guy to snuff her out? She hadn’t really thought that through, clearly. There were plenty of men in this town that wouldn’t have hesitated to shoot her where she stood or simply twisted that little neck until it snapped.
“Penny, you’re fucking lucky it was me and not some psycho,” I said to my empty office.
Asia must have heard the commotion because she ducked her head in the door, still clad in collar only. “Do you need anything?”
“Yeah,” I said with a nod. “I think I’m going to need to talk to our attorney tonight.”
The call with the attorney went about as well as I thought it would. They would wait until a more formal word was given from the magazine. Now that we knew what they were planning on doing we would contact them and ask them to release whatever information they planned to share. Of course, they could lie to us about all of it and we could be in the dark until the day the magazine was released, but we had a few backchannels we could work with and some people we could call in favors with. It wasn’t the end of the road for us and not nearly the slam dunk that Penny Saxs was acting like she had.
She didn’t know what kind of machine she was up against. We had a lot of legal help at our disposal and while I was sure the magazine did as well, there were probably a few things we could get the employees of Expose on.
“Not to mention…” I went over to the screens on the wall and found the remote. I switched to one screen and backed the source up by an hour and a half.
There she was, in all her glory, Penny Saxs. Sucking my dick. I wouldn’t use it, but I had it and it might be enough for her to call her dogs off. Surely the woman couldn’t risk having a video like that of herself out there on the internet, not with the kind of work she did. Every time someone searched for her it would show up.
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