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Melissa stood behind the curtain watching Tracy finish up her last dance on stage. She flipped her long curling blonde hair back over her shoulder and glanced down to make sure the baby blue material that covered her breast and crisscrossed over her stomach was secure. She then checked the matching panties and leg wraps. The outfit was designed in part to look like silks or sexy slave that she had seen on a website and thought was pretty. Her 6 inch clear heels where firm and secure so there would be no risk of her falling. She steadied her breathing trying to get her mind where it needed to be as she listened for her intro.

The DJ introduced her to the crowd and her starting song, Nickleback’s “Something in your Mouth”, and she stepped up and onto the stage. She instantly transform for the shy 18 year old to a sex kitten. Her body moved with fluid grace as she moved around the stage and pole, lights flashed on her, and the dangling fabric of her outfit seemed to dance with her playing peek-a-boo with her body. She was lost in her own world now the crowd seeming evaporated and she danced and seduced but in all honestly those blue eyes of hers saw nothing at all.

Finally the music stop and with her top now off she leaned down to collect the fabric before sashaying back stage. Before heading out the curtain she looked back out over the crowd and gave them a flirty wink to keep them amped up for the next dancer. She put her top back on securely tying it then straightened her make-up and hair before heading out to mingle with crowd.

David Jacobs was a wealthy businessman who worked all over the world but because of his constant traveling David never had time for relationships other than ones with hookers and strippers but that was never truly satisfying. However when he was in town he loved attending this club because he loved to watch Melissa's dances. The woman was beautiful, she had a sinful innocence that screamed for him to come take it and her body was amazing. Even sitting at his table, far away from the stage David would always get hard.
Finally David approached Melissa's father, a personal friend, and offered him an enormous amount of money to buy Melissa. David wasn't sure if it would work, after all what father would want to part with his daughter, but David knew that Melissa's father wasn't a huge fan of his daughter, which was why she was dancing to start with so David figured there was a chance he'd take her offer.
Her father took the deal and as Melissa finished her dance Melissa's father and David walked over to meet her for her father to give her the news that she would be going home with David. David wouldn't let her strip anymore, Melissa belonged to him now and she would only be naked for him.

As Melissa stepped out from back stage to join the crowd and work it so her father wouldn’t hit her for being lazy. She was shocked when as soon as she stepped out she was cornered by her father and another male around her father’s age. The sickly grin on her father’s face made her skin crawl and it took everything she had not to back away or huddle in a corner.

“It seems to be your lucky day girly. David here as bought you so I don’t have to see your lazy fat ass anymore.” Her father told her with a manic laugh as if he was immensely pleased with himself.

She looked from one male to the other a look of shock and fear on her face. She stayed silent not really sure what was happening. Her father had sold her? Could he do that? What would this David guy do with her? Was this an answer to her prayers? Or was she trading one evil for another? She pressed a hand to her chest as she shook slightly and looked to the male in question to see what he would say.

David couldn't stand the way that her father treated Melissa. While he had bought her to be a constant companion, and bow to his every need, he did not approve with the way her father would belittle and beat her. She was far too beautiful for that, David would never ruin such a beauty by treating her this way. He shook his head as her father spoke showing her that he did not agree with it.
David shook Melissa's father's hand once more before he walked away telling David that she was all his. David looked at her as she shook, "Don't be afraid. I won't hurt you. What he does to you is disgusting." He said with a sigh, "Come on. Let's get out of here. We should get you some clothes and I want to explain to you what I expect of you. If you work hard and do exactly what I want, your life will be amazing, if not your life can be hell."
David took her hand and lead her to the back of the club before slipping out the back door and to his car. He opened the door and let her in. He knew that she was not wearing much but he would soon remedy that by buying her tons of fashionable clothes but only clothes that would fit the look that he wanted, "Please don't fear me." he explained, "I bought you to help you, but also to help myself. You will be my companion, my maid, and my sex toy." he said plainly, "If you submitt and do what I ask then, your life will be wonderful and this could be the start of a whole new life for you, if not... your life will be miserable."

Melissa went with him cautiously not sure if she should trust his words after all he was friends with her father. Then on the other hand he did seem sincere so she was at a loss as to weather she should trust him. But he had bought her from her father so for now she would go with him. As he talked she listened closely and she had begun to relax slightly she knew she was good at listening. When he mentioned that she would be used as his sex toy she became even more nervous than she had been in the beginning.

“I … I never d-done that b-before.” She stammered in a soft barely there voice as a blush stole over her fair cheeks. She hoped he understood what she meant she didn’t think she could tell him that she had never before had sex.

She wrung her hands together nervously as she shivered slightly cold wearing next to nothing. She looked out the window of the car scared to look at the male and feeling completely unsure of herself and how she should react. To be honest she was still trying to understand the fact that her father had sold her, who the hell does that? While she was trying to comprehend what was happening he seemed to be moving forward at full speed.

David continued driving. He already had the perfect outfit picked out for her at his home. He'd picked up her measurements from her father a few nights earlier and had picked out a very elegant but risqué outfit for her to don that night for him. The night was young so David wanted to take her out and treat her like a queen and show her what life could be like if she behaved herself.
David looked at her as he saw a light blush come over her cheeks and her hands wringing around themselves. He smiled warmly and gently took her hand, "Don't worry, it's something to be cherished and I will cherish it." He understood now what she meant, that she was a virgin but that didn't bother him, in fact it made him even more aroused to think that he would be the first and potentially ONLY man she would ever sleep with.
David looked at her with a warm look on his face, "Tell me dear, what have you done sexually? I want to know everything. Spare me no details." he wanted to know what to expect from her and what he would have to educate her on.

Melissa nibbled on her lip as she watched the passing scenery with apparent avid interest. The feel of his large warm hands over her smaller, paler, cooler ones was a bit of a shock to her system and she jumped slightly turning her head just a fraction so she could look at him out of the corner of her eye. When he said he understood and would cherish what she had to give the light pink blush became much darker and more vivid against her pale skin. As he asked for details on what all she had done sexually her face heated more still. She looked back out the window almost as if she was trying to hide from him and his question.

“Just danced for guys …. You know rubbing against them and I have kissed them on the cheek.” She paused a moment trying even more to curl up and make herself as small as possible. “Father never let me from his sight really.” She told him trying to explain herself as she answered him.

She wished she had on more clothes than the costume she had, had on at work. She wandered why he didn’t allow her to change into her jeans and t-shirt she would have felt calmer and perhaps more secure in all that was going on around her. Her mind was truly trying to keep up with the changes that were taking place and what felt like light speed.

David could tell she was uncomfortable and perhaps he should have let her gather a set of street clothes to don before they had left the club but he soon turned into his apartment complex and he parked his car. He sat for a moment and looked at her, "Come my dear." he said with a smile as he got out of the car and waited for her to follow.
David and Melissa walked into the building, David had draped his coat over her shoulders to offer her some protection from the cold as they entered the elevator. In the improved lighting he was even more breathless as he gazed upon her beauty, "Don't be shamed by your lack of experience my dear." he said with a warm comforting tone, "I will teach you, and give you these experiences." he said with a smile as the elevator continued to climb to his penthouse apartment.
The whole trip too two minutes before the elevator chimed and opened revealing an elegant penthouse apartment well lit and furnished with class. David smiled, "Welcome, please make yourself at home." he smiled, "Come, please. Don't be scared. If you want there are clothes upstairs in the master bedroom laid out for you and I've gotten you an assortment of make-up. You're welcome to shower and change."

The outfit

She tried to keep from trembling as she stepped from the car. The apartment building was expensive and very classy looking so she was even more embarrassed and ashamed of what she now wore. When he draped his coat over her offering her a bit of modesty she finally looked up at him and gave him a kind smile. She stayed silent as they rode the elevator up and she tried not to stare and all the luxury around her. When they finally made it to the penthouse she was very relieved to learn he had an outfit for her upstairs. She was so relieved in fact it never entered her mind to ask how he knew her size or how he knew to have clothes for her.

“Thank you.” She told him softly before quickly and gracefully heading up the stairs.

She took a shower first moaning softly as the water ran over her body and she allowed herself to really think about the place she was in and her situation. So far it seemed better than home but then again she hadn’t angered the man either. As she stepped from the shower she promised herself she would do her best not to anger him at all. With one towel around her body and another around her hair she stood in front of the bathroom mirror and began doing her make-up.

David had remained downstairs. He poured two glasses of red wine and set them on the coffee table as he sat on one end of the couch and started reading the paper. He was going to be patient with her, teach her. He was glad that she was inexperienced and that she was a virgin, it meant that he could train her the way he wanted and hopefully help her discover some things about herself at the same time. He could only imagine the confusion and trauma that the poor girl was going through with all these rapid changes but things would calm down soon as they got into a rythm.
David looked at his watch as he heard the water shut off and smiled thinking of how amazing she was going to look when she came down stairs. He was going to treat her like a princess that night, when all the training was done, David wanted her to be the perfect elegant lady on the streets but behind closed doors he wanted her to submit to his every sexual fetish. The thought of it made his cock twitch. He hadn't shown her one room in his house. Within it was kept all the BDSM toys, sex swings and everything else that catered to his sexual desires. He would introduce her to it, but slowly. The more comfortable she was with it the better chance there would be that she would enjoy it.

With her make-up on she let her hair down. The damp trundles caressed her body as she brushed them back and away from her face. She left a few curling trundles loose as she restrained the rest back and up into a bun. Her face looked fresh with the make-up light and natural and with the hair off her face it showed more of her natural beauty. She stepped out into the bedroom and slipped on the dress and shoes he had laid out for her. Carefully slipping the sheath dress over her head careful of her hair and make-up she had to admire the way to clung to her curves. She was calmer and more together than she had been but she was still a small bit nervous. She wandered what all exactly he would want from her and she figured it might be smart to discuss that early on.

She headed out of the room and back down the stairs in a slow and steady pace. At the bottom of the stairs she paused giving him a moment to notice she was there before stepping further into the room with him. “I was wandering ……… what is it you are all going to want from me exactly?” She asked him in a soft barely there whisper as she looked down and the floor.

David heard Melissa descending the stairs and he turned, his eyes drinking up her beauty. She was the most beautiful woman he'd ever met and now she was his! His cock twitched in his pants, but tonight wasn't about sex. He would have to teach her everything, but he was ok with that, because she would learn his way and would know what he liked. He stood as she walked over and stared at the floor as she whispered her question, "Please Melissa... You need not fear a beating from me." he said, "Come and sit with me. You look so radiant." He smiled at her as he handed her the glass of wine as they sat.
David took his own glass of wine as he prepared to answer her question, "I travel... a lot. As you can imagine that doesn't leave me much time for companionship, much less any sort of intimacy. That is where you come in my dear. I want you to be my companion. I want to bring you out to formal occasions as my 'girlfriend' and I want to dance with you. I can give you a magical life, a life of the glitz and glamour I'm sure you were only able to see on tv before." He smiled at her, "When we are here I want you to look after things for me while I"m at the office, cook, clean, and things like that. Nothing too horrible. I have a cleaning crew that comes twice a week to do the gross work around the house." he laughed a bit, "And lastly I want someone I can sleep next to, I want someone I can wake up with, and I want someone who I can be intimate with." He held up his hand before she could once again say she didn't have any experience, "It's ok that you're still a virgin. I can teach you, we can learn together. I look forward to teaching you about yourself." He smiled warmly at her, "What do you think?"

At his words about fearing him she finally looked up at him her blue eyes shining with more confidence than before but still filled with uncertainty. She followed his instructions and came and sat beside him taking her glass of wine as she crossed her legs at the ankles. As he began to explain what was expected of her she listened closes nodding her head ever so slightly as she took in what all he expected. She was fairly confident with most of the task that he wanted over besides the formal events and the sex.

“I’ve never been to a formal event before I’m not sure I know how to act.” She paused for a moment even though she was actually speaking to him in a normal tone rather than a whisper it was still obvious she was bit nervous. “This is all so new to me. Will you please be patient with me?”

Her uncertain blue eyes looked at him from under think lashes as she watched him waiting to see his reaction. She could tell he wanted her to be more open and she was trying it was all just so new and scary to her. His words from early kept repeating in her head, “If you work hard and do exactly what I want, your life will be amazing, if not your life can be hell." She shivered slightly. She knew hell he had purchased her from it and she didn’t want to go back. Furthermore she didn’t know if his type of hell would be better or worse than she had already endured in the past.

David smiled at her, he could tell she was still nervous and he was sure that his first words were still unnerving her, "I will be patient my dear. You have much to learn and it's not something you can learn over night." He smiled warmly at her, "I will be especially patient with the sex things. That should be magical for a girl, so we won't move too fast but understand that a man has needs. I won't force you to do anything, but I have needs that will need to be met." he took a sip of his wine, "For example, if my cock is hard in the morning I will want to look at you while I masturbate to orgasm. This is, of course, before we start having sex fully. As long as my needs are met, I have no problems being slow and patient with you."
David meant it. He was already planning how the night would go when he took her virginity. It would be romantic, he would romance her and make love to her rather than taking it as though it were a commodity. Sure David would be forceful as time went by and as they became more accustomed to things, she even might find herself enjoying the roughness, but David would never take advantage of her innocence. He took another sip of his wine, "Does that seem fair to you?"

His words relieved her greatly and it was obvious as her posture became more relaxed. She sipped her wine slowly. Even though she was underage she had been drinking for awhile and the wine helped her relax a bit more as well. When he spoke of his needs she thought about what he said and imagined it in her head. It didn’t seem so horrid she thought maybe she would even enjoy it as she pictured what it may be like to watch him masturbate as he stared at her.

His last words brought her back to herself and she looked back up giving him a small smile before frowning. Her father had insisted that she call him Dee and though David’s name started with a D as well she had no idea what he wished her to refer to him as. “Yes that seems fair.” She paused again swallowing nervously. “But what should I call you?” She licked her lips as she fought the urge to look away from him.

A smile curved to his lips as she said that the agreement seemed fair and he could tell she was beginning to lighten up some. This was good. He pondered her question as he sipped his wine before looking into her beautiful blue hues, "I think it would be best if you called me 'sir' while we are at home, and 'Dave' or any other pet name while we are in public to give the facade that we are a real couple." he smiled warmly at her, "Is that alright?" David was so glad that she was agreeing so easilly, it would make everything much easier. He particularly liked how she had agreed to his simple demand of allowing him to masturbate while he looked at her body, it was an excellent step for a girl who had seemed to have so much abuse in her history.
David looked at her clothes, and how they hugged her form, "I will take you shopping tomorrow." he said, "You are free to buy anything you wish, but I do ask that you run your choices by me first. I do have a certain look I'd like you to have when we are out in public." He took another sip of his wine, "Are you familiar with the classic beauties? Marilyn Monroe, Jean Harlow, Rita Hayworth and the like?" He asked tilting his head slightly.

“Yes Sir.” She said in response to what he wanted to be called even as she wandered slightly what he meant by real couple but decided it was unimportant she had far more things to concern herself with. She appreciated his openness and honesty in which he discussed her new situation with her. At the same time though she was waiting for the other shoe to drop. She wasn’t use to men being this kind. As he continued to talk she paid close attention to what he was saying. She was a bit shocked of the talk of him shopping with her for new clothes so it took her a moment to realize he had asked her a question and what it was.

“Yes Sir I do know who they are.” She replied pausing for a moment. “I ….. D-Father kept all my earnings, always, so I have no money to cover any of my expenses.” She told him unable to stop from looking away this time.

David nodded as she acknowledged that she knew who the great pin-up beauties were, "That's the look I want for you. The classic beauty. I don't want you looking like one of these two-bit whores that walk down the red carpet these days." His voice was genuine but it stayed kind. He looked at her and took two fingers lifting her chin slightly as she looked away, ashamed that she was so poor, "My dear I wouldn't have said that you were going shopping if I expected you to pay. We will go together and I will pay for everything. I don't mind at all, money is no object to me and it shouldn't be an object to you for this trip."
David sipped his wine and his eyes drifted over her body as he felt his shaft start to twitch, "Would you like more wine?" He asked as he prepared to refill his own glass. He was enjoying her company, he was enjoying her beauty, and he was growing happier every moment that he had made this purchase but he wasn't sure how much longer he would be able to hold himself back from telling her that he wanted his first release with her. How would she take it? Would she accept it or be nervous?

As David lifted her chin to make her look at him a shiver raced down her spine. While she was innocent in every way she knew how to read and had read plenty of romance and erotic novels. The way he looked at her seemed almost hungry and her body got its first light taste of arousal. She was lost as she looked up at him and unconsciously licked her lush red lips as her eyes stayed on his. She was so focused on his eyes then his lips that she hadn’t realized he had spoken at first. She licked her lips again before speaking.

“No, thank you, Sir. I’m not use to drinking much and I assume since you had me dress you want us to go out and I would rather not embarrass you Sir.” She tried to explain nibbling her lower lip she had just licked moments earlier so it glistened in the over head light. She hoped that he understood and didn’t try to get her to drink more besides her glass was still half full as she took another small sip.

David smiled warmly at her, "Actually I had no plans for us to go out tonight, but I wanted you to get a taste of how I wanted you to dress when we do go out. We'll get some good outfits for just around the house too." He smiled pouring himself another glass of wine before sitting back down with her, "Perhaps some nice lingerie, bras, thongs, even some corsets. Heavens knows you have the body for it." he smiled, the wine slowly starting to show it's effects. David still maintained his pleasant demanor, "Have you ever kissed someone? Intimately I mean? I don't mean a peck on the cheek."
David wasn't sure just how far she'd gone and how far she hadn't. He knew she wasn't that experienced, she had told him that she'd only done lap-dances and that was about it, but he wasn't sure if it was because she was shy and nervous at the time. He was hoping she'd open up to him more now that things were more relaxed.

Melissa took another sip of her wine a much bigger one than she had before as she tried to find the nerve to answer his question. She was use to the type of outfits he spoke of she had worn some onstage as she danced. The question about the kiss though for some reason it felt more intimate than when they had discussed her virginity. She reminded her one of the things he required of her was intimacy and took a deep breath. She tried to meet his eyes to answer him but couldn’t seem to find it in her to do so, so she stared at his forehead as she spoke.

“No just a kiss on the cheek. I mean guys have tried but ……….. “She stopped letting the sentence trail off. There were many reasons she had never let a customer kiss her and her father never let her go out with boys her own age.

David looked at her, his head tilting as his voice softened to reassure her, "But what Kitten?" he asked gently as he scooted over and gently ran his hand through her hair to try and offer her comfort, "Come now, tell me. You are free in this house, you need not fear anything." he said. What had her father done to her? Had he raped her? Had he forced her to do some unspeakable act that she found such shame in talking about kissing? He was beginning to hate her father more and more with each moment as he felt for his new possession. Gently his fingers went through her blonde locks and he smelled the scent of her shampoo. It was intoxicating, especially when comebine with the wine he'd been drinking.
David's shaft began to twitch and pulse to life within the confines of his pants as he talked to Melissa and as he breathed in her scent. If she hadn't kissed before, then there was a good chance she'd done nothing else, never even experienced masturbation or an orgasm. He had so much to teach her and so much that he hoped she would enjoy with him. This was only the first night and he had to imagine that she was still frightened at the prospect of her new life. Everything had happened quickly.

Melissa whimpered softly her eyes closing as she softly caressed her hair. Unconsciously she leaned into his touch showing her first, if only a tiny gesture of trust. Keeping her eyes closed she begin to speak.

“But he was always watching, or they were drunk and trying to force me to kiss them on the lips. I wouldn’t have risked it anyway do you know how many ways there are to hurt someone and never leave a mark?” She asked showing none of the temid girl of before as if with her eyes shut she had a shield around her and nothing could hurt her in her little box.

She kept her eyes closed and nuzzled ever so slight against his hand as if seeking comfort but afraid to make it obvious what she was seeking not wanting it to disappear or be taken from her.

David felt her fear but he also felt the slight comfort that she felt as his hand gently cupped her cheek and she nuzzled into his hand. He looked at her with a look of pure heartbreak in his eyes as he wished so badly that he could take the pain away. He was not innocent in this, he'd spent a lot of money supporting her father's club, and keeping him in the business of abusing his daughter but all that had changed now. He would treat her well but he had also bought her for his own sexual entertainment. He would get both, but not in a way that hurt her.
"Your days of being hurt are over. He can't touch you anymore." His voice was firm and reassuring as he drove his point home, "You are mine now and as long as you are mine no harm will ever come to you, I promise." Of course he didn't mean that if she misbehaved she wouldn't get the occasional spanking from him, and once they got comfortable with sex it didn't mean that she wouldn't start getting treated a bit harder in bed, but David was confident that she would never fear for her life or her well-being again. "Come here." He said as he set his wine down and scooted even closer to her gently pressing his lips to her forehead in a soft, gentle kiss of reassurance, "Are you tired?" he asked, knowing she'd probably had a long night already.

At his soft words and with her eyes still closed she headed his call and moved closer to him even as he moved closer to her as well. A soft sigh left her body and she relaxed even more as his lips softly touched her forehead. “Yes Sir, it’s been a very emotional day.” She answered him softly pressing closer to him letting him feel a small amount of her weight as she relaxed against him. Out of no where it occurred to her that they where cuddling even this was new to her. Sure before her mother had died she had cuddled her, or so she assumed but she was too young to remember really, but this was different in every way. She was amazed at how little fear she felt not to say she still didn’t feel fear after all she didn’t really know this man but so far he had treated her with kindness and her heart, body, soul, and mind insisted she absorb as much of it as she could.