“Oh, you know him? That’s not allowed...” her voice went soft as she pulled her glasses back up and looked at my application.
“Um, no. I’ve seen him in the newspapers, he’s sort of famous,” I reminded her.
Darla smiled, “Great, that settles that little matter. We’ll just read this contract together. You’ll sign it, and the money will sit in Escrow. As soon as your contract is up, you’ll be paid. If it’s extended, then you’ll be paid, and more money will sit there for you, and so on.”
“What if I don’t want to do it? I mean what if I don’t know how...to please him?”
“Just do your research. He’ll be pleasing you. That’s his job as a Dom.”
I sat and looked through the pages as she read it all out loud to me. He wanted a submissive that would be trained by him. He would be responsible for feeding, clothing and looking after me for the month of the lease. Either party could cancel before the end of the month, but the money would be forfeited.
I thought about it at length. I was sure I could do it. Penny told me that I might be used for ‘services’ one day. A lot of the waitresses became high-class prostitutes although they were trained by Madam Colleen. They had to know how to pleasure a man. But he wanted a beginner. A virgin.
Okay, so if I didn’t want to continue being Chase Mason’s submissive, I could walk away. Everything could be easily terminated, and I did want a new car. I’d never had sex before. I’d been kissed, and I let Jimmy Slaton go to second base with me in high school, but I’d never been, well...I’d never had sex before. I just hadn’t met the right guy.
“Excuse me, Darla. I have one question?”
She looked like she was trying to be helpful as she sat up and smiled. “Yes, Tori, what is it?”
“Does it often happen that a leased woman is sent back?”
“No, not at all. Most find it fun and the money waiting at the end of the month keeps them hanging on if anything does get tough to handle.”
“You’ll be fine dear. Just sign the contract and do your research. Your application says you’re on the pill so make sure to take them with you when you come back here. You’ll need to get your hair and nails done and shave your personal areas, too. Here’s a card to the salon he’d like you to go to. He’s already set up an account there to handle the woman I picked out for him. You’ll take this week off to rest and make yourself as informed and lovely as he expects you to be. Then you’ll need to be here and ready on Friday night. Then I can check you out before we give you to him.”
After I had signed the contract that would see me losing my virginity at the end of the coming week and becoming a thing I never thought of being before, I handed the contract to Darla, who was delighted to take it from me.
“The yellow copy is yours,” she said as she detached the three sheets of paper. “The client keeps the pink one. Then the white one is ours.”
I was put at ease as Darla made it so easy. It was like a university day, where you filled in all the paperwork and handed it over. But this was for money. Money like that could be used to actually make a go of my life. If he liked me, then I could earn more. I wanted to buy a new car and put the rest on my college loans.
Sometimes money was too good to refuse. I wasn’t going to argue if some hot lawyer wanted to use me for a month. There could be worse men to lose my virginity to after all.
Once I’d left the club and gotten into my car that I’d be trading in as soon as I got the cash in my hand, I called my roommate to let her know what I’d signed up for.
“Hello, Penny here.”
“It’s me. I’ve got to talk to you. I got called in today. I’ve been leased for a month by a hot lawyer.”
Her voice went high as she shouted, “Are you serious?”
“Yes, I just saw Darla. Apparently, I have to watch fifty shades and learn how to be a submissive...by Friday!”
There was silence on the line, then she said, “I’ll be home in twenty minutes. I’ll run by Redbox and rent the DVD and watch the movie with you. But I’m not sure that’s the right movie to teach you about being submissive. There was a lot of eye-rolling, and twitchy hands if I recall.”
“See you soon,” I said then ended the call and looked up Chase Mason on the internet.
He was thirty-three, gorgeous and had cute dimples as he smiled. His tan skin was perfect, and there was an air of alpha male about him. He didn’t look egotistical, he looked confident in a beautiful suit with a gray tie. His hair was wavy and light brown, and I could see myself looking into his dark brown eyes as he taught me how to behave the way he needed me to while pleasuring me for my obedience.
I could think of nothing more romantic at that time. Absolutely nothing!
CHAPTER THREE
CHASE
Into a small, but an ornately decorated room, the hostess took me. My heart was pounding, and I could hardly wait. There she was, standing in a beautiful yellow, flowing dress. Tori smiled and called out. “Mr. Chase Mason. Sir?”
I nodded my answer as I looked her up and down. Her hair was long, brown with blonde highlights running through it. Her eyes were a brownish green. She was unbelievably sexy, and I was not disappointed.
She stood perfectly still with her eyes slightly downcast, and her hands were in front of her, one holding the other. Neat, calm, and shy was what she was. And seemingly submissive at that point. She seemed to be exactly what I wanted but only time would tell.
“My car is waiting for us, Tori.” I walked right past her, and she followed without a word. The right thing for a sub to do.
Tori nor I spoke on the ride home. She just sat meekly and perfectly still as I looked over every inch of her. I wanted her, I wanted to touch every part of her in the back of the car. But I waited. I wanted to be at home.
When we finally arrived at my estate, I helped her out of the car and led her to the front door. “This will be your home for the next month, Tori. I want you to make yourself comfortable here. There’ll be staff to cook and clean throughout the days, but they all leave after dinner. That means we’ll have the house to ourselves after that.”
“Okay,” she quietly said as her eyes were still stuck on the ground. It’s what a submissive does, but it was kind of bothering me.
I took her chin in my hand. “Darling, please look at me when I’m talking to you. I know you’re new to this submissive lifestyle so I’ll go easy on you at first.”
With a blink, she said, “Yes, sir.”
Happy with her answer and the way her tone was calm, I opened the door and led her up to her bedroom. She followed a step behind me all the way up the enormous staircase, both of us silent all the while.
As we topped the stairs, I gestured to the first door on the right. “That’s my bedroom. You’re never to go in there without my express permission. Do you understand that?” I stopped and eyed her to make sure she wasn’t one of those nosey women who had to dig through everything.
I’d had one of those types here when I first started taking on subs. And once she even slipped into my bed as I slept. That earned her a day in in the cage that I had to have hung in her bedroom.
“I understand, perfectly, sir,” she answered me as she looked me in the eyes. Tori was remarkable. She learned everything so quickly. It was obvious to me that she was going to try very hard to please me. In return, I’d try even harder to make sure she was pleased.
Moving down the hallway, I purposely gave her the bedroom that was three rooms down and across the hall. I had a total of eight rooms on the upper floor. One was a media room, and another was a home gym that I pointed out as we kept walking. “You have free access to the media room, here.” I pushed open the door, revealing the large, flat screen television that hung on the wall in that room. “I have every channel available plus pay per view movies. Feel free to rent as many of them as you’d like to. You simply push the button on the remote to do that. Tell me, Tori, do you work out at all?”
“I do
a bit, sir,” she said as she again looked into my eyes as she spoke.
“Well, then you’ll be happy to know I have a fully equipped home gym right here.” I opened the next door, and she looked inside.
“Nice equipment,” she said. “This will be nice.”
I closed the door, and we were back on our way, we went to her bedroom. The one where things would get real to her. I opened the door. “And this is where you will stay, and we will play.”
Her gasp was audible as she stepped inside and saw the things I’d put in the room. Leather straps adorned the wooden headboard. The bed was made especially for what I like. At the foot of it was a built in medieval stockade.
Tori walked up to the darkly stained wood and ran her hand over it. Then she turned her attention to the chains that hung from the ceiling on the other side of the room. A large wardrobe stood in one corner, open, revealing the assorted whips and paddles, along with other items of torture.
She ran her hand over some of the leather whips, and I saw her body quiver. But she wasn’t revolted as I thought a virgin might be. I knew it’d be delicate work, getting a virgin into this but I was ready and more than willing to be the one to test Tori and her limits and bring her into my dark world.
My heartbeat quickened when she turned around and gave me a grin. “So, when do we begin my training, sir?”
She was eager, most likely as eager as I was!
CHAPTER FOUR
TORI
I suppose I should’ve been afraid, but something about Chase made me trust him. His eyes weren’t hard, they were kind. I didn’t think he had it in him to actually hurt me.
And I was more than ready to give myself to the man I didn’t even know yet. It was odd how comfortable he made me feel while not even trying to.
I stood at the large closet, touching the whips and my hand rested on a blue silk scarf-like thing. His breath was warm on my neck as he came up behind me and caressed my arms. “That’s to blindfold you with or tie your hands, or feet with. It’s multi-purpose. Would you like to give it a try?”
I pulled it off the hook it was on and handed it to him. “Yes, sir. May I pick some more things?”
The way he took my face between his hands and looked so deeply into my eyes, made me shiver with a chill as he said, “You need to meet me in your bed in five minutes. There’s the little thing of your virginity to see to before we get rough. Don’t you agree?”
Gulping, I nodded. “Yes, sir.”
“Undress, get under the blankets, turn the lights off, and I’ll be right back to deal with that little chore.” His lips grazed mine, sending heat all through me. Then he turned and walked away, leaving me alone in the large room full of strange things.
I only had minutes to ready myself for him. For losing the virginity, I’d held on to for more than twenty years. And I was about to give it up to a stranger, who’d leased me.
My conscious was doing battle with my body. I wanted to know what it felt like to have a man take me like he owned me. It might’ve seemed stupid or down right anti women's rights to want that. But I did want it.
Going into the attached bathroom, I took all my clothes off and folded them then placed them in a neat pile on the vanity. With a quick look in the mirror, I found my body a bit pale with the nerves that were sprouting up in me.
Shaking it off, I walked out of the bathroom and turned off the lights, making the room glow in silver shadows as the full moon shown through the pale blue, lace curtains. Into the massive bed, I climbed and got under the dark blue comforter that was really cozy.
I could hear my heart beating as I laid there, waiting for Chase to return. When the door opened, I looked to see him walking into my room, naked. Neither of us said a word as he slipped under the blanket with me.
Our eyes locked as he stroked my cheek. His hand ran over my cheek then he trailed his fingertips down my back and over my shoulder. When he let his finger move over my nipple, it sprang to life as heat pooled between my legs.
“Has anyone ever given you an orgasm, Tori? And be honest.”
“Only, myself,” I said as I shivered with the thought that I was about to experience my first ever orgasm brought on by a man.
“I’ll go easy on you,” he said then put his hand on the back of my neck and pulled me to him. His kiss was soft, delicate, and it made me trust him even more.
I moved my body closer to his. I craved to feel our bodies, skin to skin. I’d never been even that close to a man before. And the sensation of our flesh touching was exhilarating.
My nipples jutted out as my body grew to want so much more than the kiss and the feel of his hands moving over me. His mouth left mine and traveled down my body. All I could do was watch as he moved down until his face was in my crotch.
Then his lips pressed against my clit and I took in a sharp breath and clutched the pillow behind my head. I had to fight not to arch my body up to his mouth.
With slow kisses, he made the heat inside me grow to an uncomfortable temperature. Then he pushed my legs up so my knees were bent and he began to lick me as he inserted his finger into my vagina and pumped it.
It was the closest thing to real sex as I’d been and it was blowing my mind. I’d never felt so good. So, pleasured.
I felt a little bad that he wasn’t getting anything from me. I was getting all the attention. But when my body began to climb and I knew I was about to have my first orgasm, I quit feeling guilty and gave into the intense pleasure. I rode that wave for as long as I could as he licked and sucked me.
When I cried out with the release, he moaned then stuck his wet tongue inside me, licking at me as he lapped up the juices I’d sent to him. When he pulled his head away, he looked at me. “Now’s the best time to do this, Tori. Are you ready?”
All I could do was nod. My mind was a mess of things. How right it all felt and how in the hell I’d kept putting such a great thing off. And deep in the back was the idea that I’d sold this experience.
That nagging notion was quickly expelled as he moved his muscular body over mine and slammed into me with a brutal force that left me screaming with the burning sensation that came along with that.
My nails dug into the tops of his shoulders with the pain. He wasted no time and began pumping his cock into me. I saw he was gritting his teeth and wondered if my tight canal was hurting him. A thing I’d never thought of before.
“Are you okay?” I asked him as he pumped away.
“You’re so fucking tight,” he groaned. “So, damn tight. It’s amazing!”
“Oh, you like that?” I asked as the pain had gone away and other things were coming into play. Like the way he filled me up so completely and how nice that felt. The way his body felt as he moved it back and forth over mine.
“I love it,” he moaned as he slowed down a bit and made long strokes that made my stomach go tight. He looked down at me then and kissed me. Our tongues ran around each other’s playfully then he pulled back. “Are you okay?”
“I am, sir,” I said, and he shook his head.
“No, you call me Chase for this. This isn’t playtime. This is about bringing you pleasure and peace of mind. This is special. And I can’t thank you enough for sharing this with me, Tori.”
Emotion swelled in me. I blinked back tears and nodded. “Chase, this feels better than I imagined it would.”
“To me too,” he admitted. “I doubt you’ll orgasm this time. So, don’t feel bad about that. It’ll come, with time and practice. You do want to practice this a lot while you’re here this month, don’t you?”
I giggled as I was his, bought and paid for. I assumed he could take me non-stop if he wanted to. But there he was asking me if that’s something I’d want. So, I answered him, “I’d like to do this and anything else you want as much as you’d like to, Chase.”
He smiled and kissed me again. I was making him happy already, and he was making me happy too. I found myself thinking, can this actually last?
CHASE
Tori was beautiful, and the experience of taking her virginity would be etched in my mind forever. I’d climaxed, and she hadn’t, but I expected that. I laid there, with my body half over hers as I stroked her stomach and we kissed after the sex was over.
Then I heard her stomach growl and took my mouth away to ask, “Hungry?”
“Not really,” she said as she reached up to pull me back to kiss her again.
I resisted her advances and said, “Your tummy’s telling me otherwise. Come on, I’ll make you a sandwich and some milk. Wait here while I grab you a nightgown and throw on a pair of boxers.”
I’d put a few of my things in the chest of drawers too and pulled out the underwear for me and a knee length white satin nighty for her. Going back to the bed I saw her sitting up and she held up her arms for me to put the nightgown over her head. She was irresistible. But I needed to resist her for a bit to feed her.
After I had pulled on my boxers, I helped her out of bed and had to smile as I noticed she was walking funny. And that’s when I made the split-second decision to pick her up and carry her down the stairs and across the house to the kitchen.
Her giggle was like magic to my ears as she ran her arms around my neck. “Thank you, sir.”
“Chase,” I told her. “We’re still not playing.”
“Oh,” she said. “But when we play, you want that. Right?”
“Yes, the whole Dom/Sub thing will come into play soon. I want you to feel comfortable with me. Trust me to do things to you that most women don’t allow.”
“I read up on it. Things like tying them up and putting objects in them that they have to trust you not to hurt them with. Right?”
She had no idea that she was turning me on at all. “Yeah, that kind of stuff.”
I made it to the bottom of the stairs and walked across the house as she went on, “Things like putting me up in those chains that are hanging from the ceiling in the bedroom. And then you’ll whip my flesh into a heated frenzy of passion and lust. Then you’ll take me as I’m suspended in the air. You’ll move me like a sexual puppet. Right?”
Dirty Money Page 123