Had I known what I know now I would have been more prepared and paid a cutthroat lawyer to have my back though. Through a series of unfortunate events my life was completely changed.
I sobbed the first time I had turned a trick. I scrubbed my skin raw with a loofah trying to get the grime and filth of the shame that I felt off of me. Every time that I slept with a man for money a piece of my soul died.
I could look at myself in the mirror now. I had done what I had to do to survive. I no longer blamed anyone for the decisions I had made.
There were still pieces of my soul that hadn’t been crushed and destroyed yet. I knew that I was broken though. I knew that I could never give anyone my heart. I only had chips, shards, and pieces that were available to anyone. I couldn’t fall in love and I didn’t care to anyway.
Governor Anthony Johnson
Anthony ran his finger up and down the custom platinum pen as he pondered Talia’s mindset, while Carl’s voice carried on in the backround.
What is holding her back? I don’t get it, she uses her body for financial gain and yet she turns my offer of a courtesan contract down.
Anthony took everything on like a business deal and he was certain that Talia looked at things the same way. Neither wanted love or marriage, and definitely hell no to a baby carriage. They were on the same page. Why wouldn’t she just give in?
He didn’t believe that she was holding out for more money. What was holding this girl back?
“Governor, have you heard a word that I have said to you? The library is talking about having to downsize due to not having funding. What do you want to do about it?”
“Leave a list Carl and I’ll go over things. I have a migraine and I’m finding it to be very distracting.” He lied.
“Very well Governor, if that is all then I’m gone for the day.”
Anthony waved his hand as if shooing a pest, which wasn’t far from how he felt about Carl right now. The last couple of days he had found himself very irritated. The intrusive thoughts of burying his cock balls deep into Talia was distracting him.
Any thing that wasn’t giving resolution to the problem of not bedding the woman that he had become obsessed with was nothing more than an irritant. He stood grabbing his jacket from the back of the chair and making his way out the door with a file. Fuck it—it was time to take matters into his own hands.
Talia
I looked over at the clock as the loud banging on my door persisted. It was three in the morning, this couldn’t be good. All I could think was that I hoped like hell it wasn’t an emergency. Losing both of your parents in a car accident can do that to a person.
I opened the door and was pushed back in and pinned to the wall by the Governor. He tossed a file on a small table by the doors opening and proceeded to give me his full attention.
His hair was tousled and his collar was unbuttoned with his necktie pulled loose. His sexy unkempt appearance along with his demeanor and expensive bourbon on his breath alerted me to the fact that he had been drinking.
He slammed his hands into the wall pinning me in and snarled, “You’re in my fucking head, Talia. I want you, go over that file and sign the contract.”
His hand wrapped around my throat and he cocked his head eyeing me with two intense blue slits that dared me to defy his request.
“Have you been tested?”
“Yes, this week but-”
“No buts Talia, not tonight.”
He dropped to his knees pulling my robe open and smacked at my inner thigh. Instinctively my legs shifted giving him access.
His fingers stroked over my folds and I could feel my legs beginning to shake. His tongue ran along my inner thigh teasing and toying with me. He stroked along my hardened pearl despite my thoughts which screamed, No!
His fingers continued to work their magic as he lapped over my opening until I shuddered against the wall. My fingers ran through his thick black hair as my body gave in to all that he demanded from it.
He picked me up carrying me back to my bed before he ripped off his clothing then tore a condom open with his teeth in a frenzy. He lined himself up at my opening and glared into my eyes as he pushed into me and stopped with a groan as if he was finally at peace—finally where he needed to be.
He hissed through gritted teeth before speaking, “You don’t know how much I have fantasized about being in you, with you, on top of you. Oh baby girl, you are absolutely fucking divine.”
He rose up looking down at me as he began pumping into me. I watched his face as his thrusts became more urgent. My legs separated further inviting him deeper into myself. His cock held so much girth and length that each time, he exited he brushed over my now swollen clit.
“That’s it, there it is. Come for me Talia.”
As if on command my body convulsed clamping around him and milking him of his strength. I could feel him throbbing in me as he released his seed into the condom but I laid beneath him spent.
What the fuck just happened?
I heard him make his way to the bathroom to clean up and the only words that he spoke as he left were, “I’ll have my driver pick up those documents tomorrow. You have until noon.”
As quickly as he had converged on me, he left. I rolled over in a complete state of peace and went back to sleep.
CHAPTER SIX
Talia
I sat in a private corner in the library. I absolutely loved this place. From the smell of the books to the high vaulted ceilings, I loved it.
It was a place that I could read, study, or do research and that is exactly why I was here today. The file that the Governor had left the night before sat in front of me. I didn’t have the money for a lawyer but I did have the internet and the library and I knew how to use them to research the legal documents.
There was the standard paragraph that each party was going into the agreement willingly and not under coercion.
It stated that I would be at the Governor’s disposal sexually and that nothing was off limits. It went on to read that there would be no dating or sexual relations with any other parties. I knew that he had put that there because I had stated that I refused to be any man’s party favor. I had no intentions of being passed around to a room full of his friends.
The monetary agreement jumped off of the paper at me, fifty thousand dollars a month. It meant that I could go back to school and get my degree. I could get out of this lifestyle. That was the reason that I was doing this. I hated my life right now because of my job, I hated having to be dependent on men for money. Just one year and I would be free and set for life. I quickly signed the document before I had an opportunity to change my mind. It was now or never and I had no intentions of aging out in this line of work.
I listened as a large outdoor clock located on the court building across the street chimed a notice that my time was up. As if on cue I looked up to the view of the Governor making long strides towards me. As usual he was dressed impeccably in a black tailored suit paired with a crisp white dress shirt complete with cufflinks and Italian leather shoes.
His gait emanated wealth, power, and control. Control of his destiny, control of the state that he governed, and now control of me. My abdomen clenched as he approached me, he was breathtakingly handsome. The dominance that he exuded weakened me in the knees. He was everything I had a weakness for in a man, it was the reason I had tried to avoid him as hard as I had.
Just one year to sexually satisfy him and not get attached. I knew that it was going to be easier said than done but I also knew that my future depended on it.
He leaned over placing his palms on the the desk as he intensely stared at me.
“I trust that you have done as I asked.”
“Are you following me?” I asked, avoiding the question.
“Absolutely my little dove. Are you avoiding my question?”
I handed him the file and said nothing.
“Good girl,” he crooned.
He held one hand out. “
Come, I’m here to take a tour of the library. The city is trying to mandate budget cuts and this library is on the list.”
My heart literally felt as if it had sunk in my chest as I groaned, “Oh no…”
I was shocked as I gathered my items and placed them in my briefcase before slinging it over my shoulder. Once again offering his hand.
“Aren’t you concerned that someone will see you holding my hand?”
“I’m more concerned that I’m going to push you against a wall in a dark corner and fuck you senseless. You’re making my cock hard.”
“As alluring as that offer is Anthony, I want to see this library get saved so I’ll have to decline your offer of a senseless and random public fuck.”
He leaned down and literally growled in my ear, “You don’t have a choice anymore. You just signed your life away.”
I hope that I didn’t sign a deal with the devil.
“Governor, Governor,” I heard a woman’s voice calling out. I looked up to view a woman who was obviously the head librarian headed in our direction.
She stood in front of the the Governor out of breath as she spoke, “I’m horrified that I wasn’t made aware of your visit today. I would have arranged a formal tour.”
Anthony gave her the disarming smile that I was sure helped him win the election.
“I arranged for it to be unannounced and I brought one of your patrons instead.”
“Yes, I see you here at least on a weekly basis.” She stuck her hand as she introduced herself, “I’m Barbara Banesley, head librarian.”
“Wonderful to meet you Ms. Banesley,” I returned the gesture.
“Just call me Barbara. Well come now and let me give you a synopsis of what we are looking at if these cuts are made.”
I found the tour to be interesting even though many things that I was previously aware of were brought up. Issues such as the children’s reading programs and the senior’s library day out would be cut. They were also in discussions of closing down a wing of the library.
I already knew that technology had all but made the need of a library obsolete in some people’s point of view. It goes deeper for the lovers of literature though. The library is a sacred place—there is a magic in a library that goes deeper than nickles, noses, and numbers and any lover of literature understands that.
I was honored that I was able to accompany the Governor on the tour of the library but I was ready for lunch when he stated we were going back to my apartment and ordering in.
I had made my way back into the sitting room after cleaning up our mess from lunch when Anthony stood and turned me around pinning the front of my body and the side of my face into the wall. He began growling threats in my ear.
“Get those fucking clothes off now. You belong to me, I have the fucking document to prove it.”
“Anthony, please,” I pulled clothing off as quickly as I could, it was evident that he was in dominant mode and I had no intentions of making him angry.
“Why the fuck are you doing calling me Anthony?” he hissed, pulling one of my arms back behind my back just to the point of pain.
“I’m sorry, Sir.”
I could feel him grinding his hard cock against me. It was if someone had flipped a switch and I was dealing with a different man. Almost as if reading my thoughts he continued his threats.
“I’m a real fucking animal sometimes sweetie. I like it rough and hard. I like to take a woman, and I do mean take. Get your palms up against that wall and you better not move them.”
He pulled at my hips bending me at the waist.
“You never know what I might do and you are going to be on a sexual roller coaster ride for the next year because I am one twisted individual in the bedroom. You better understand one thing: when you are the bedroom with me I dominate. If I tell you to jump—you better ask, ‘How high Sir?’”
He slapped down on my ass and I jumped from the sting of it.
“Yes Sir,” I cried out as a tear rolled down my cheek.
“I like tears and you will be crying plenty of them if you cross me,” he growled.
He grabbed a handful of hair using it as a type of rein and pushed into me.
He dug his nails into my hips groaning as he stopped balls deep. My whole body felt like it was electrified. There was no doubt that my body reacted to his rough treatment of me. His thrusts became more urgent as his finger rolled over my clit before more threats ensued.
“You better not come without asking me first.” It was if my body became even more turned on as he spoke.,“I’ll hurt you if you do.”
“I can’t help it, Sir. Please, please, I’ll do anything.”
“You’re damn straight you will, for the next year you will do anything that I demand of you. I covet owning you. I will covet you like I have never coveted anything before. From the day that I saw you in the bar, I knew that I had to make you mine.”
I could feel my core clenching and threatening to explode when he finally gave me permission to come. My muscles clenched down on the man who was now my owner, pulling all that he had from him as a primal cry from somewhere deep in his chest cavity echoed off of my apartment walls.
He took a moment to recoup and made his way to the bathroom. I knew not to move my palms off of the wall.
“You were made for me,” he whispered in my ear as he cleaned me up.
He turned me around and eyed me. “You are learning rapidly, because had you removed your hands you would have been getting spanked after tonight’s event.” One finger went under my chin as he forced me to look up at him through my lashes.
“Don’t ever mistake my kindness for weakness, I can be a real grade A bastard. Your evening attire is being brought over. What I have chosen is not a suggestion and I expect to see you in it when you are picked up tonight. Be ready promptly at eight, don’t make the mistake of being late.
He turned sharply on the toe of his Italian leather shoe and made his way out my door.
That was beyond intense…
CHAPTER SEVEN
Talia
I couldn’t help but be impressed with the fact that everything Anthony had sent over fit me like it was tailor made for me. I chuckled as I thought about the note that had been included.
My thoughts have been clouded with memories of fucking you pinned to the wall while you screamed out my name.
You make my cock hard every time I lay eyes on you. You bring out the primal side in me Talia. I am looking forward to a year of making you come so hard that your brain rattles my little dove.
Don’t be late or I’ll have to take my belt to you. A part of me is hoping that you don’t detour from your usual bad habit of not being prompt;)
I’m looking forward to taking you back to my mansion and tying you down. The idea of teasing and taunting you until your screams promise me that you’ll do anything are very alluring to say the least.
Yours, Anthony
The knock at the door alerted me that it was time to go. I was nervous about going to this function because I was well aware that the who’s who of society would be there. I had purposely kept my sugar daddy list short for just this reason—I didn’t want it coming back to bite me in the ass later. Being an escort presented the threat of running into clients in the future when I was no longer hustling. Though my future was full of uncertainty I was still relieved that I no longer had to hustle. Just one year and I would be home free.
I followed the driver out to the limo and sat wringing my hands as I waited for the Xanax I had taken to kick in. Going to the social events of the rich and famous was one part of the contract that I hated. Whether I liked it or not, I was at Anthony’s disposal as far accompanying him to these soirees.
It was those who would be attending that I was concerned about. I still hadn’t met Julia, Anthony’s arranged engagement.
I wondered if Julia was taking it as an arrangement or if she was taking it as a full blown relationship. I pushed the thought of whether he was
fucking her or not out of my head. The limo pulled up in front of his mansion pulling me from my thoughts. It was time to put my game face on and I was glad that the Xanax had finally kicked in.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Governor Anthony Johnson
My eyes caught her as soon as she walked in. It was like the room stood still when she entered. I wasn’t the only one whose attention she captured, heads in every corner of the room stared as she elegantly made her way in.
The dress that she wore was perfection on her model like frame. Black with off of the shoulder draping only enhanced her neckline and even her collar bones looked sexy. The split that ran up one of her long olive colored legs flowed as she elegantly placed one foot in front of the other as if she were a ballerina. She reminded me of an Arabian horse—proud, wild and free. Mine to tame over and over again, my cock twitched at the thought of it.
Julia’s elbow discretely stabbing into my ribs as her eyes simultaneously did the same brought me out of my dream like state. Talia had put a fucking spell on me and I was obsessed with her. I was breaking this sham of an engagement with Julia. I couldn’t stand the sight of her anymore—all that I wanted was to be buried nine and a half inches deep into my property. She was a drug and I was completely addicted.
Talia
I turned to view a tall copper haired man smiling and handing me a champagne glass.
“You are stunning and I’m absolutely positive that I have never had the pleasure of meeting you at one of these boring political events.”
I couldn’t help but chuckle. “No, this is my first one. My love of literature forced me to brave this boring event.
My chuckle was reciprocated and a pleasant conversation ensued. It turned out the gentleman whom I was conversing with was a congressman. One who was my owner’s arch enemy.
I should have known when I felt Anthony’s eyes boring through me. I was in trouble and I had no idea why but I was going to find out soon enough.
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