Raven's Revenge (The Pleasure Pros Book 2)

by M T Stone

  I felt a twinge of exhilaration as he asked her, “Do you know what this is?”

  “It’s a cane, Sir.”

  “Do you like the cane you little slut?”

  “I do, Sir.” She smiled. She bit him on purpose.

  He pinched her left nipple and pulled her toward him. Once again, she opened her mouth and strained to reach the tip of his cock. This time, however, she was met with a crack of the cane on her inner thigh.

  “Ouch! Thank you, Sir,” she said, obviously wincing in pain.

  “You’re welcome, whore,” he replied, swinging her again.

  Each time she did the same thing - lunging to reach him – she would fail, only to receive another crack to one of her inner thighs. Each time she let out a scream and thanked him before lunging for him once again. She’s a glutton for punishment, I thought as red marks began to accumulate on her legs.

  “You really do love this, don’t you, slut?” Gunner asked in amazement.

  “I do, Sir.”

  He reached up and began to stroke her between the legs. She was already so aroused from the caning that she instantly began begging him to allow her to come.

  “No, you have to hold it,” he said, slapping her hard between the legs with an open hand.

  “Thank you, Sir!” she screamed.

  Gunner held her steady with one hand and began stroking her again with the other. This time instead of screaming, she twisted her head to the side and took his cock into her mouth.

  “You are a persistent little bitch,” Gunner relented, turning to give her full access to his package.

  The camera zoomed in as he slipped three fingers inside of her and began aggressively stimulating her G-spot. She moaned and sucked, taking the entire length of his cock down her throat. This little chick is a freak of nature. Damn little slut.

  The jealousy and anger that I had been feeling began to transform into sheer horniness as I continued to watch. I felt a burning feeling between my thighs as Gunner kept working her G-spot leading her to a shuttering orgasm. It was only then that she pulled back and let out a cry of ecstasy. Gunner slapped her pussy once again before reaching down for the Hitachi vibrator. I could feel a gush between my own thighs as he began to move it along her slippery lips before settling on her clit.

  “Oh fuck, oh shit!” she cried, completely forgetting about his cock for the moment.

  “I knew I could break you. You little whore,” Gunner hissed as he turned the vibrator on high and continued to work over her extremely sensitive flesh.

  “Oh god, oh shit, oh fuck,” was all that continued to stream from her mouth as he forced her through one orgasm and right into the next. I lifted my skirt and pushed my panties off to the side. I just couldn’t take anymore. My bottom was absolutely throbbing from watching her body twitch and convulse from Gunner’s relentless assault.

  Gunner wrapped his free arm around her and lifted her up, which allowed him to spread her legs apart a bit more.

  “Ohhh fuck!” she cried as he pushed the vibrator as deeply as he could between her lips and rocked it back and forth.

  “Come again for me you little whore,” he commanded, not backing off on the intensity.

  Her body began to shake and she babbled incoherently as he continued to move it back and forth, determined to get one final explosive orgasm out of his little bitch. My fingers moved feverishly over my own slick clit, as I thought about what it had felt like to be in the state of mind that she was currently entering.

  My blood nearly boiled as she began to thrash and scream, obviously hitting that point where she could take no more. My climactic release came just as her pussy exploded one last time, showering Gunner with her glistening fluids. Fuck that was hot.

  After composing myself for a few seconds, I grabbed the mouse and clicked the “thumbs up” button. My username changed from red to green. I should’ve thought of that earlier. That was quite a show. I was a little envious when the final approval rating reached ninety-eight percent after I changed my vote. It looks like Gunner has found another star.

  Gunner

  Both Carter and Suzanne came over to congratulate us once the show wrapped up. Victoria immediately went from hanging on me to hanging on him. This chick has some serious daddy issues. Whoever corrupted her at such a young age should be put away. For the moment, though, she simply beamed as a result of the praise that Carter was heaping upon her. It was my intent to talk with her after the show to learn more about her checkered past, but Carter asked her to join him for dinner. The resulting scowl on Suzanne’s face was an obvious sign of her disapproval.

  “You don’t like your father dating girls younger than you?” I asked while walking her to her office.

  “At least this one is eighteen,” she seethed, closing her office door behind us.

  “So you are insinuating that he’s fooled around with even younger ones?”

  “I’m not insinuating anything,” she snapped back.

  “Well, Victoria was corrupted by some forty-five year old when she was only sixteen,” I told her, redirecting the conversation.

  “People like that deserve to have their balls cut,” she replied, making a sweeping motion with her hand. “Most of the girls who come through here have been abused in one way or another.”

  “You’ve got that right. Hearing Victoria say it out loud earlier really made me stop and think,” I admitted.

  “And yet you didn’t hold back,” she countered.

  “I didn’t. She seemed to be really into it,” I replied, defending my actions.

  “It’s like the layers of an onion,” she paused. “One day the wrong layer will be pulled back and her whole world will fall apart.”

  “You must have taken a few psychology classes in college.”

  “No. Unfortunately, I learned that lesson the hard way,” she replied with a vacant look in her eyes.

  “Anything you want to talk about?”

  “God, no! Let’s just say that I’ve got an agenda. My long term goal is to help girls like her.”

  “But aren’t you the one who does all of the promotion for this whole network?”

  “It’s a necessary evil,” she said, moving behind her desk. “Let me show you something.”

  She opened her desk drawer and retrieved a key from way in the back. She then walked over to a huge filing cabinet and opened up several drawers.

  “These are all of the girls who have been through here since the day I stepped foot in this place.”

  “Wow, that’s a lot of files.” There had to be several hundred of them.

  “Four hundred and ten girls so far. Every one of them has received an email from me following their shoot, letting them know that I care about their well-being.” She began choking up as she finished her sentence.

  “Does your dad know?”

  “No and don’t you dare tell him. The only reason I’m telling you is because I saw the way you reacted to what Victoria told you. You’re not like the other guys who work here.”

  “No, just like you said, this is a means to an end.”

  “Dad trapped you the same way he’s trapped Raven,” she said, with a knowing smirk.

  “You know about that?”

  “I know about everything,” she replied with a determined look in her eyes.

  “What’s that?” I pointed to a book labeled Financial Ledger that Carter’s long-time accountant used to keep locked up in his office. I had seen it a few times when I had stopped by to ask him questions about my paychecks, back before everything was done online.

  “That’s Dad’s Achilles heel. Abe gave it to me right before he died.”

  “Why?”

  “Because deep down, Abe was a good man who had silently watched while Dad committed one transgression after another.”

  “He documented them?”

  “His worst behavior was always accompanied by a payout to someone. They are all here in black and white. Abe kept track of every nickel that
came and went.” She smiled.

  “So when he paid off the SEC agent for me…”

  “Abe made note of it, including a timestamp, the location, and the name of the agent.”

  “And Carter has no idea that you have this book?”

  “No. I actually helped him scour Abe’s office and home the day after his death. He was mortified when we weren’t able to find it.” She smiled once again. “Abe wanted to die with a clear conscience, and he knew that I would make things right in the end.”

  “I can only imagine the things that he has done. I’ve been under his thumb for several years, and now he’s doing the same thing to Raven.”

  “Yeah, Raven should’ve never stole clients from him. She would’ve been much better off staying at the firm once she was licensed,” she said, obviously not knowing the true story.

  “The only reason she left was because he was pressuring her for sex. He gave her an ultimatum at the company Christmas party just a few days after she turned nineteen,” I explained.

  “What? He always made it sound like she left and then stole several of his best clients.”

  “No. She may have won over some of his clients, but he even blackballed her. The only reason that she even found work was because a family friend was a broker,” I explained.

  “That fucker. He lies about everything. I swear to God he’s completely delusional.” Her eyes were filled with venom as she shook her head in disgust.

  “The best liars are delusional.” I reached out and rubbed her back in support.

  “Are you and Raven okay?” she asked with a look of concern.

  “I think so. I saw she was online tonight watching the show, though.”

  “I’ll bet that was interesting for her.” She gave me a faint smile.

  “Yeah, I’m not sure I want to hear what she has to say about it.”

  “Well, she obviously knew what you did when she met you,” she chided.

  “I know, but it still feels a little wrong,” I admitted.

  “That’s why I have avoided all of you man whores. You guys remind me of that fancy furniture Dad bought for the mansion. It all looks great, but it’s not very functional.”

  “Ouch!” I furrowed my brow. “I’ll agree that Renegade and Blade aren’t very functional, but don’t lump me in with those two.”

  “I’m just jerking you around, Gunner. I know Raven and Amber aren’t anything like the girls who normally come across our stage, either. I feel bad for luring them in.”

  “Yeah, Raven was totally freaked out this afternoon after Blade told her what happens in level ten.” I shook my head and rolled my eyes.

  Her eyes darkened and her cheeks flushed once again. “If you guys need anything just let me know. We are all on the same side.”

  “That’s good to know because I might need some help with level nine and ten,” I replied, glancing around the perimeter of her office.

  “Don’t worry. I told him if I ever found a camera in here, I was going to kill him in his sleep,” she said in an eerily serious tone.

  “That’s good; I was suddenly feeling a little paranoid about our conversation.”

  “There is no need to be paranoid, I’m in the process of gaining complete control,” she assured me as she showed me out.

  I felt an overwhelming sense of relief as I left her office. That feeling faded, though, when I pulled out my phone and saw that Raven had called a couple of times. She didn’t even leave a message, so that’s not a good sign. I warned her to stay off the damn website.

  ~~~

  Chapter 4

  Raven

  After calling Gunner a couple of times with no answer, I quickly became frustrated. He better not be hanging out with that little bimbo. I went back on the website and began clicking through other past shows that Gunner had done. He has been with a ton of different women over the years, all ages, shapes, and sizes. How can he do it? I thought back to how he always said it was just business. I guess it is. That’s why I’m such a fool for letting myself fall in love with a guy like him.

  I didn’t want to seem desperate so I sent him a text instead of calling again.

  Me: Killer show Gunner. It REALLY turned me on!

  Within a few seconds, my phone rang. I let it ring a few times before answering. “I thought maybe you and Victoria Love were hanging out tonight.”

  “Nope, she went to dinner with Carter,” he replied dryly. “Actually, I have been talking to Suzanne.”

  “So what did Polly have to say?” I replied sarcastically.

  “She feels badly about how she lured you guys in.” He paused, waiting for my response. “She’s actually a pretty good person.”

  “I guess she’ll have to prove herself to me.” Tricky little bitch.

  “I think she will. Anyway, you liked the show, huh?”

  “At first I was a little pissed that you let her suck your cock in level three, but once I got past that, I really started to get turned on!”

  “So now you see why we have so many members,” he replied in that sexy, confident voice of his.

  “I do. The way you totally dominated her in the end took me right back to how you’ve made me feel.” Good lord, I’m getting horny again.

  “Well, I can’t wait until our next session, Raven. I’m going to rock your world like it’s never been rocked before.”

  “I think you should come over and rock my world right now.”

  “I would love nothing more, sweetheart. However, I need you to store up all of that sexual energy and bring it to the dungeon on Friday night.”

  “In that case, I need to stay off the website. I’ve already masturbated twice in the past hour,” I confessed.

  “Mmm, that’s so hot,” he said in a low growl. “Get off the damn website before we both end up doing something we’ll regret.”

  “I think I’ll see if Amber is up for sharing a bottle of wine. Hopefully she’s done with Blade by now.”

  “Yeah, she had a wild afternoon, too. She’ll most likely need a drink or two,” he laughed.

  “I still can’t believe we’re doing this. I think if I actually watched one of our shows, it would completely blow my mind.”

  “Don’t do it,” his voice turned to steel. “It will only make you self-conscious.”

  “I know. I can’t even post a selfie on Facebook without shooting a dozen different poses.”

  “Have fun tonight and keep thinking about Friday,” he said before hanging up.

  “Yeah, I’m sure I will.” He sure makes it hard for me to stay rational. Oh shit! I completely forgot about my massage. Damn, I really could’ve used one.

  ~~~

  Gunner

  The following days were a bit of a blur. With Renegade MIA, Blade and I were working more hours than either of us had wanted. Somehow, the word had gotten around that some of us were making mid-six-figures, so it seemed as if every aspiring porn starlet in the state suddenly wanted to book a session with us. I sent Renegade another text telling him that we needed help, but I still didn’t heard back from him.

  “When is the next shoot with Victoria?” I asked Carter on Thursday after noticing that she wasn’t on the schedule for the following Saturday.

  “She won’t be doing any more live shows for now,” he replied with a smirk.

  “Why is that?”

  “She’s going to be pre-occupied with another project,” he replied, obviously not wanting to elaborate.

  That poor girl. As if she didn’t have enough strikes against her, now she’s in the clutches of Carter and company. My blood pressure rose just thinking about it. I made a note in my calendar to mention it to Suzanna. I’ll let her deal with it. I’ve got enough going on in my life at the moment.

  When Thursday evening rolled around, I placed my customary call to Raven. Other than a few text messages, we really hadn’t talked since Saturday.

  “What have you been up to?” I asked when she sleepily answered the phone.

&n
bsp; “Hannah and I went out to Mammoth Lake for a few days. It was gorgeous,” she replied, sounding more relaxed than she had been since we met.

  “That’s a nice area. Did you go camping?”

  “Hell no.” She laughed. “Unless a two bedroom suite at the Westin is your idea of camping.”