Deviant Desires (Closed)

[Cerediwen]

She heard him laugh at her and she pouted at him, mischief twinkling in her eyes. He twisted his fingers inside of her and she gasped, her lips making a small ‘o’ as her breath and voice tremored “Well gee thanks, that’s so nice of you” she answered a little sarcastically, purposefully being cheeky to him.

She did as he asked though and placed her hands back on her buttocks and pulled the full globes carefully and slowly apart, her tight anal star visibly pulsing and slowly regaining its original size and shape.

" Of course I'm going to go gently in... but know, that once I'm in, I'm going to ram your ass hard and deep with my cock." he said and she whimpered, her head dropping to the pillow she had prepared even as he lined the bulbous head of his cock up with her and began to ease it inside of her. She would be lying if she tried to deny that she found that idea hugely arousing, her sodden, slightly twitching pussy told him that.

She felt his huge hand snaking around her hip and across her belly before it delved between her thighs and her spread pussy lips, quickly and expertly finding her still engorged and sensitive clit. She shuddered and moaned in pleasure, even as he forced her anal star to stay open. She took a deep breath and her fingers dug into her flesh as she pushed back against him gently, making it easier for him to enter her.

Her legs shuddered and slid a little further apart as he rubbed her sensitive clit, and her hips would have jerked slightly if he didn’t have them so effectively pinned. No matter how well he ‘sugar coated’ it or how well he ‘prepared’ her little ass hole, it WAS going to be uncomfortable having his huge cock ploughing in and out of the ring of muscle and his cock felt very different to his fingers. He barely had the head in her yet and her anal star was already pulsing and throbbing tightly around him. She could do nothing but ‘lie there and take it’ as he had her so well pinned and as he toyed with her she moaned “Fuck that’s big” she muttered, trying to keep her body nice and relaxed

 

[TirithIre]

Wystler grinned as she said that with her little bit of cheekiness, and even as she said that he smirked, though he shrugged. " Yes, I know... I'm so thoughtful aren't I." He smirked as she said that though.. and even as he did he heard her gasp, her hips and body 'reacting' to his little torment of her.

Even as she exposed the tight anal star though to him he had to groan to himself. The tight star was glistening with the lube he had applied to it... and even as he seemed entranced by it for a moment he 'shook himself free' and returned to what he was doing. As his fingers found her sodden slit he could tell that this wasn't truly a 'scary' thing to her... though it would hurt the first inches... he wasn't 'joking' about claiming her ass with his huge cock.

Even as her fingers dug into her flesh though and he heard her hiss out a breath, he WAS gentle... he didn't try to 'sugar coat' the fact that this would hurt her at first... she was definatly going to be 'walking funny' for a day or so, but that was also why the 'fuck girls' only worked three days a week, and the newer girls twice... because they usually needed some 'recoup time'.

Even as her legs shuddered and he felt her thighs spread for his thick fingers which rubbed her clit, distracting her slightly with pleasure he smirked ever so slightly to her muttering. " Your amazingly tight..." He growled... and even as he 'spoke' to her he was gently, slowly pressing more and more, before the tip 'popped' into her... he holding himself just there for a moment... like a butt plug that was the hardest part, the tip. It told her how widely her tight ass would be stretched... now, it was the immense length that would stuff and fuck her silly... though after a moment he was moving again.

He didn't listen to any complaints... instead he was slow, smooth, but methodical... his length slowly being pushed in and out of her clenching ass, he 'watching' as he held her neck and worked more and more of his cock into her... slowly but surely his cock was dissapearing into her ass, opening it up much like her pussy had been... in a whole new way!

 

[Cerediwen]

She chuckled softly to herself as the two bantered back and forth amicably teasing each other as if they had been ‘friends’ for years or weeks instead of a few scant hours. She heard and felt him pause and leer at her spread form, her eyes watched him in the mirror and saw the animal lust in his eyes, and shivered.

Oh she knew she would be walking funny for a few days, he had ploughed her pussy well enough to assure THAT, this was just the ‘icing on the cake’ and ensured that she would have a more lasting reminder of him and their night together. His fingers rubbed her determinedly and he growled low, the rumble tickling up her spine and making her gasp and mewl softly as he popped the head of his length into her.

" Your amazingly tight..." he commented and she groaned, turning her head to face him slightly “That’s because it hasn’t had anything as big as your cock inside it before” she managed to say through slightly gritted teeth. Her voice caught slightly as he ran his thick fingers across a particularly sensitive spot on her clit and her legs jerked. He could feel her pussy spasm occasionally as his fingers rubbed insistently across her sodden, well used slit.

He began to move in and out, very slightly at first, giving her time to adjust and letting his fingers distract her from the stretching her anal star. She whimpered as more and more of him slid ‘home’ and his hand settled on the back of her neck, holding her top half in place as his hand around her hips pinned her that way. She still struggled against him slightly, though it was half hearted as he pleasured her and she found that even though it was painful, she really quite liked him taking her this way. She began to moan softly in pleasure as her ass got used to it and she started pushing back slightly against him, taking a little more of his length inside of her each time.

 

[TirithIre]

Wystler had to smile as they bantered... it lightened the mood indeed... and even as he had leered upon her he had to groan in pure delight... she was gorgeous after all... he would have been even more than a fool to admit it!

He had to admit he 'felt' much more for her then he would have thought. After all Deviant Desires had promised an experience not to forget, but he hadn't thought that a literal thing! Even as she stammered that though he grunted out, his own voice lost for a moment as he felt everything that her gorgeous body 'had to offer', though he finally gave her pulsingly hard clit a gentle squeeze. " Well then I'm breaking in your anal cherry per sei."

Even as he moved in and out though he felt how her legs jerked, he focusing his attentions upon that spot on her clit, he rubbing it, her sodden pussy hiked up by the pillows, her hips held captive by his thick strong arm... and even as she began to moan slightly, finally, after an eternity to them both his cock dissapeared into her tight ass, his hips bumping her hands slightly, his balls tapping her pussy gently.

" Gods yes... all right... i'm in..." He gave her 'fair warning', but she knew his words had been true, so it shouldn't have been much of a surprise when he began to rock and slam his cock in and out of her ass shortly yet swiftly at first, fucking her ass tightly, though the strokes lengthened as he growled and panted, he holding her there as he literally 'owned her ass' and all she could do was 'hang on' for the ride!

 

[Cerediwen]

She enjoyed the banter between them and he was all too easy to be cheeky and brattish towards. It helped to relax and distract her from the huge cock piercing her ass, making her feel like she was tearing. She knew that she wasn’t though, for one it wasn’t part of ‘the deal’ and secondly, she vaguely remembered the sensation from her previous trial of anal although it hadn’t been as intense as this one.

Despite her discomfort she heard him ‘struggle’ to find his own voice and respond to her and that idea made her grin widely and even wiggle her filling ass at him as he impaled her. She gasped and her hips jerked violently as he pinched and rolled her clit gently between his fingers, effectively fucking him back as he speared her.

She felt him ‘bottom out’ his balls butting up against her sodden pussy and her hands longed to release the globes of her ass and take the heavy orbs of his balls in her hands instead and roll them between her fingers. She settled for bringing one digit from her rear and stroking it up and down against the soft skin as far as she could reach.

She gave a little cry of discomfort as he ‘suddenly’ began to fuck her hard and fast , shallowly at first but his thrusts quickly becoming longer till he was almost totally pulling out of her. She gritted her teeth and ‘took’ it “Really believe in letting girls get used to your size don’t you” she commented cheekily and squirmed as much as she could under the firm pinion of his hand trying to ease the discomfort slightly. Her ass gradually loosened enough for him to move easier and easier and the pinching of her clit and his balls slapping gently against her turned her on and she moaned softly into the pillow

 

[TirithIre]

Wystler watched her... and even as she 'held' gorgeously propped and skewered over that small mountain of pillows, he could not help but groan as he saw that her tight anal ring had spread open so widely for him. He was watching, making sure that she didn't tear, for that WAS a worry, though with the amount of preparation and 'lube' he had used... well that wasn't an issue!

Even as she managed to feel the rounded curve of one of his heavy balls though he heard her give that cry out, he looking down to her. " I did tell you... that I was going to own your ass once I was in..." He reminded her, though even as she squirmed as much as she could, she found that wasn't much at all. He could 'pay' to hurt her, but really, Wystler wasn't that kind of guy.

While her ass probably felt like it had been impaled on a telephone pole, he was grunting and groaning, though even as she 'loosened up' he began to twist and rub her clit as though it was a mini cock, he even tugging slightly on it as he made sure that she was quite pleasured there. She knew to keep her ass spread for him with her hands, and even as she did just that, he grinned.

" So good..." He growled as he fucked her as deep and hard... and after a moment of that he curled a finger and pressed it into her... everything feeling much tighter with even just one finger, he curled it and rubbed her g-spot as he panted and groaned, his other hand still pinning her neck down. " Ohh... so much easier to find that spot like this." He remarked with a grin as the pad of his finger insistently tore rippling waves of pleasure inside her pussy as his cock claimed her ass as his!

 

[Cerediwen]

She gave a pretty little pout and looked directly at him using one of the mirrored walls “Yeah yeah I know, but still” and she stuck her tongue out at him as he ‘battered’ her with hard, deep thrusts. She groaned and whimpered, her legs *almost* flailing as he tugged, twisted and rubbed her clit whilst she literally ‘climbed the walls’ with the barrage of sensations he was sending her way.

She seemed to have lost her voice as he curled one thick finger and plunged that inside of her sodden pussy, quickly and easily finding the swollen ‘button’ of her gspot and rubbing it firmly, making her whole body shudder and spasm, and her to give a high keening cry of pleasure.

She buried her face in the pillow and her hips bucked and quivered under his hands as her tight anal star throbbed and pulsed around his insistent invasion. She felt fuller than she had ever been before, his fingers piercing her pussy and his cock impaling her ass. That idea sent her crashing over the peak of a sudden and unexpected orgasm as she shuddered and spasmed around him, crying out in surprise.

She was barely able to keep hold of the globes of her ass, her nails leaving half moon indents in her skin and they slid slightly over her butt, leaving pink streaks on the skin. She whimpered as he rubbed her overstimulated sex, the sensations too much for her to handle and a few tears of wonderful pleasure spilled from her eyes and tracked down her sex-flushed cheeks to soak into the pillow beneath her

 

[TirithIre]

Wystler smirked as she pouted so cutely, and even as she used the mirrors to look at him, he grinned as he looked right back to her. " No Still... your ass is mine." He growled to her, and even as she groaned and whimpered and almost lost herself right there, he grinned as she tried her very best to handle what he was 'doing to her'.

Even as she keenly cried out in pleasure Wystler looked to her even as he panted and plowed her ass expertly. Even as he looked to her though he could not help but grin even as he saw her pulsing around his cock... the sight of her tightly stretched anal hole spasming as he drove into her only turned him on all the further.

That didn't stop him from hearing the cries of surprise that issued from her lips as the peaking orgasm 'snuck up' on her, and even as he felt her body submitting out of pure pleasure... he grinned. " That's it... you'll feel better with each one." He growled, letting her know he wasn't done with her.

Even as her fingers 'fell away' somewhat he took a hold of them and easily moved her hands off her ass, her tight globes 'wrapping' around his cock as it plowed her hard, though even as he did he had moved his hand from her neck, he looking to her. " take it... take it all." He panted though, the strain of the pleasure was intense, and even as he saw her body jerking and shaking he grinned.

His hand moved out again though, and this time though he wrapped it around her slender throat, simply holding it as he leaned over her. She could feel his thick cock skewering her, his finger stimulating her... but then his chest pinned her back down and all she could do was mentally 'hang on'.

He groaned though and suddenly shoved a second finger into her pussy... making everything extremely tight as he grunted, panted, groaned and hissed his breath out, his face flushed with pleasure, his body slickened with sweat as the mask held their anonymity between them... they but two crashing bodies melding together in a large conglomeration of pleasurable sex! She could feel though he was 'getting close'... his cock pulsing, his pace becoming almost frantic... but he 'held out', the idea of forcing orgasms from her an intensely arousing one to him, and one that he wasn't going to 'give up'!

 

[Cerediwen]

“Oh God” she groaned, even her voice trembling with the force of his thrusts and her orgasm. ”I don’t know how many of those I can handle – that was strong”. He ‘tossed’ her hands away, and she folded them underneath her head, lifting her top half off the bed slightly. She pouted and whimpered as his hand moved from her neck and she moaned as he ground every last inch of his length into her throbbing anal star.

She felt his hand snaking back up her spine and she shivered as he wrapped it around her slender neck, holding her throat carefully. She lifted her head up and back slightly, letting him feel the strong beating of her pulse against his hand. He brought himself back down though, pinning her once more to the bed and she yelped in surprise as he ‘forced’ a second thick digit into her compressed pussy. Her hands fisted tightly into the pillow under her head as his hips slammed into the generous curves of her buttocks, his pace speeding up as he felt his own pleasure build.

Aly groaned as he continued to pound into her, while his fingers rubbed and stimulated and stretched her already well used pussy. Her neck extended and pressed her throat more firmly into his hand and she whimpered as her hips began to move a little. He continued to impale her almost viciously as his pleasure ramped up.

Aly was hot and sweaty, the masquerade mask, while pretty and protecting her identity, irritated her skin and she longed to throw it away and wipe her face but she had to settle for pressing her face into the rapidly dampening pillow. She gave little mewls and grunts of pleasure as he plundered her ass and started to cry out again “Oh God, I can feel it again – I’m gonna cum again soon” his insistent unyielding stimulation of her clit and her gspot overwhelming her and building her own orgasm quicker than she ever thought possible.

 

[TirithIre]

Wystler smirked at her veiled attempt at control in her voice as he listened to her statement. " Ahh but nowhere in the... deal did it put... a limit on how many times I could make you cum." He growled into her ear, her quivering body the epitomy of beauty in his opinion.

Even as she lifted her head lightly he could not help but 'hold her' in such a way... his fingers drove into her pussy, the incredibly tight and wet hole soaking the sheets beneath them... her hard little clit being utterly tormented with his UN-relenting touches... and even as he felt the cushion of her ass cheeks, he panted and groaned.

He was about ready to stuff her ass with his cum as well, when he heard her almost yelping cries of pleasured pain, he heard her statement... a grin spreading over his lips as he nodded. " Good... cum for me." He was almost there himself, they would end up coming together... and even as he passed the 'point of no return' he closed his hand slightly, UN-conciously upon her throat, constricting her breathing ever so slightly, fingers digging into her neck and leaving small red marks as he grunted and came... and came hard, his cock feeling like a fire hose as it sprayed hot cum into her tightly clenching asshole!

 

[Cerediwen]

She whimpered as he growled so low and deep in her ear, the vibrations of his voice rumbling through her “No, but its not a competition to make me into a gooey quivering mess!” she replied to him cheekily. Even at the heights of her pleasure she was able to be totally brattish towards him!

His fingers continued to stimulate and ‘torture’ her pussy and clit with an unyielding, constant pressure that drove her body completely wild. She clamped down on his fingers, holding him fast and trying to ‘expel’ him both at the same time. Her pussy spasmed randomly as he built the pleasure in her body, hitting all of the spots that left her body moving uncontrollably.

She heard his words and then felt his cock stretch her ass even more as he expanded ready for his own explosion. She groaned as his fingers closed around her throat as he began to spasm and pulse inside her. The added sensations around her throat and in her ass lifted Aly over the edge too, she letting out a silent scream as her tight anal star clamped down on his throbbing cock. Her pussy let go of what felt like a flood of juices, they trickling down her spread thighs and covering his hand buried inside of her.

 

[TirithIre]

Wystler looked to her and simply chuckled... though even as she had the cheeky witty retorts still he had to smirk... though even as her tight anal hole stretched anew to accommodate his orgasming cock he could not help but smirk as he looked to her... their bodies so close, and yet tormentingly separated by those masks. He longed to rip his away and tell her whom it was that was 'rocking her world', but he would settle for another time with her.

The night was over anyway... neither of them would be able to handle anything further, and he was QUITE pleased with her 'performance'! Even as she jerked, whimpered, and twitched under the UN-relenting pace of her clients cock... he could not help but grin. " That's... good." He growled, he feeling how even amidst his own orgasm, her was beginning.

He felt how her pussy 'gushed' and squirted and came... and even as she had that expression wrought over her face Wystler watched her the entire time, eyes vividly taking in the orgasmic beauty of her pleasure peaking in such a way. He had to grunt as her anal star clamped down like a vice on his cock... though as the pleasure slowly passed, he pulled from her tight backdoor, leaving copious amounts of seed inside her.

It was only after a good five minutes that he was able to muster the energy to move fully though, and so he leaned close one last time, his hot breath tickling her neck and ear. " Thanks... for all the fun." He remarked to her as she felt him nip her earlobe, he sucking just beneath, leaving a hickey there before he climbed up, he heading to get a shower... that had been one amazing night... one that wouldn't be the last if he had anything to say about it!

 

[Cerediwen]

She could do nothing but moan in agreement with him as her whole body orgasmed and felt like the spasms would never end. They were so strong that they partially took her breath away and as she started to ‘come down’ she trembled with the effort of having such strong climaxes.

She started to ‘come round’ and noticed that he was watching her avidly, almost hungrily, his eyes never leaving her convulsing form, and she blushed, embarrassed at the strength of her orgasms and yearning to tell him what she was feeling. But she couldn’t, so she bit her tongue and buried her head in the relative safety of the pillow.

She whimpered as he started to pull back from her, her ass following, not wanting to let him go, but he eventually slid free with a very audible, very wet, pop, bringing with him a small trickle of his white cum. Her anal star pulsed in ‘relief’ and began tightening straight back up, it shrinking before his eyes.

Her eyes fluttered closed as he leaned his strong form over her for the final time and tease her neck and earlobe, sealing his lips over the sensitive skin and sucking hard enough to leave a mark on her neck. “No thank you” she replied, her voice quavering with a mix of emotion and post orgasmic bliss.

He left the room as silently as he had entered but Aly could do nothing but lie recovering. She heard the door slide shut with a soft whoosh and a single tear spilled over from her eyes and soaked into the sodden pillow. 30 minutes later one of the girls entered the room and carefully helped her up, taking her to the bathrooms where someone had run a nice hot bubble bath for her to recover in. The spoke softly as Aly ‘hobbled’ through the back halls, his seed and her juices smearing all over her thighs

The cleaners, ever present but never visible, entered the room that had the heavy scent of sex ingrained everywhere and set about removing all physical traces of their night of pleasure.

 

[TirithIre]

Surely within those hungry eyes she could also see the longing... the longing that he might not leave her like this... but they both knew even anonymous as they were that there could be no following of one another... this had been 'nothing' more than a carnal night of fucking and sex, although even for he, it would end up being much more.

Even as she said that though he nodded, he reluctantly leaving the room, only after grabbing his robe. He was lead back to the shower room, where he cleaned up and then headed 'out', though first left a two hundred dollar tip... not to 'cheapen' the night but rather to impress upon her boss that he was very pleased. He also made it clear he wanted another night with her though.

He finally left, his cock almost feeling raw from how hard and how much sex he had enjoyed with her, but pulling on his clothes he tossed the silly mask to the side, before he went out, his car awaiting, George silently opening the rear door for him. Even as he returned home, he thought to do some research upon Deviant Desires and contract purchases... but even as he was welcomed home by his maid Anya, he found himself yawning.

Promising to take a look the next day, he found himself rolling into his bed, he still clothes as he passed out, sleeping with dreams of Aly being there, they both continually able to enjoy one another... her screams of pleasure constantly 'tickling' his mind within his dreams... leaving the desire to have her again even stronger.

He was resolute upon waking... and he had never felt in such a way about a woman before... he felt the need to make her his!

 

[Cerediwen]

Aly didn’t even bother to collect her robe as she left the room. Sara, one of the more experienced girls had come to help Aly and she wrapped the well fucked girl in a fluffy towel and led her from the room. Aly paused in the doorway, pulling off the masquerade mask almost angrily and throwing it to the floor before she left.

She moved through the back rooms of the club in a daze and Sara smiled knowingly. Every now and then a client would come along, made you feel things, and it changed everything. Sara knew better than to try and distract Aly, instead helping her into the hot, deep scented water and leaving the new girl to soak in the warmth. She returned a while later, and took Aly through the motions of drying, and eating something for it had been many hours and the girl had worked hard.

Sara had been told the client was pleased and had left a generous tip. That *would* be passed on Aly but not tonight. Experience had told the club that after such a night handing over any tip would ruin everything. It was better to wait. Wrapping Aly in some warm, comfortable clothes, Sara shepherded her to the front door where Jess, who had finished her shift, was waiting. The club had provided a car to take the girls home and Jess was to put Aly straight to bed. Aly wouldn’t work that weekend, having been given the time to recover from the hard pounding she had taken.

Sliding between her sheets Aly winced and whimpered slightly, her orifices throbbed and stung, her pussy feeling swollen and rubbed red raw. Curling into a little ball she fell into a sleep where she relived her night of debauchery, tears tracking down her cheeks as she thought she would never see her client again

 

[TirithIre]

If she truly thought that was the last time she would see her mystery lover... she was very mistaken. Wystler was not a man whom connected easily to things, or people.... but with Aly... well it had almost come naturally. Yes he had pounded her body into a quivering orgasmic mass of flesh... as he had said that he would... but there was no doubt he had felt something as well.

The slight marks he had left would fade by the end of the weekend... her holes would 'deal' as well, for she did have a 'job' to do, and since she was 'available', more than one man would be wanting a night with her Wystler was sure. He tried not to think about that the next morning as he awoke... Anya bringing in the morning paper alongside his usual breakfast... but even as he straightened up, he groaned to himself.

He decided he needed to go for a workout... so that was what he did. He went down to the basement where he had a full workout, and spent an hour pumping hard, working to keep the handsome figure that he did enjoy using to fuck Aly with! She may not have known it was Wystler, but he had enjoyed the entire night with her, and knew whom she was, mask or not.

Only when he had finished and feeling 'better' he picked up the phone and dialed Deviant Desires. He wanted another night with her... and he wanted to know the price for buying her contract as well. It was an option to every client whom paid for a night with a 'fuck girl' he had learned... so what it came down to really... was just how much, would it take to have Aly become basically his. He was sure there was going to be more than just that though.

He knew she was a newer girl, so most of her contract would probably be unpaid. From the information he had gathered he had learned that their base policy was a contract remaining plus twenty percent to buy it out and basically own her. For their next 'night' together though he was paying for her body, alongside the 'right' to leave marks up to welts upon her body.

He paid for the 'dungeon room'... he had learned from their first night, that she was probably going to enjoy what he had in mind for her next... but it would probably also assure her that she would get to see him again. He made the appointment for a month though... to finance her 'release' from her contract, along with the second night of passionate pleasure... well it was clear already, this was not a one time fling!

 

[Cerediwen]

Aly woke late the next morning and winced as she tried to stand, her joints all protesting the movement and she still very sore between her legs. She went into her kitchen and found a note from her boss sitting on the counter, where Jess must have left it the previous night.

Aly,
You did well last night and it has opened up many new doors for you here at Deviant Desires. For now you need to rest and recover, your client used you well and you must be very stiff still. Your client was very pleased and paid well for you. We can manage without you this weekend, and your pay will not be docked for your absence.

Take the weekend to relax. Today you must make sure that you drink plenty of water, eat well and rest up. Take a bubble bath or go for a run. Whatever you feel best. We expect you back in work promptly at 5pm on Tuesday.

You will still work the bar for two nights a week but clients will be able to request you for an hour or a night. You will continue your training in the arts of the pleasures of the flesh for the other night of the week. You will not be added to the brochures just yet as we still need to assess your abilities and limits.

DD

Aly read the note through twice, then crumpled it and threw it in the trash angrily. She didn’t WANT to be a high class whore for lack of a better word. She dashed the tears from her eyes, went back to her bedroom and pulled on her favourite pair of tracksuit bottoms, a vest top and jumper and her most comfortable shoes. Scraping her hair back into a ponytail and donning a baseball cap, she clipped her ipod to her arm and headed out of the door. She ached all over but a run would do her good. She warmed up outside of her apartment then set off at a gentle pace, running one of her favourite routes. She sped up as she pounded the pavement and found the rhythmic thuds of her running soothed her overwrought mind.

Almost an hour later she was back at her front door, hot and sweaty but feeling better. She headed straight for the kitchen and downed two large glasses of water before tossing a ready meal into the oven and going for a long hot shower. As the hot water soothed her tired and aching muscles her mind mused on the previous evening, working through her emotions. Sighing she realised that she had fallen for her client. Each time she thought of him her overworked sex throbbed. As she stood under the hot spray her hand slid over her taut belly and probed in her folds. She winced and shaking her head quickly withdrew her questing hand

Stepping out of the shower she wrapped herself in her most comfortable towelling robe and noted that the smell of food filled her apartment. Her stomach rumbling she headed to plate up, and curled in front of her tv for the night, catching up with her favourite shows but not paying them her whole attention, her mind still musing on the delights of her client from the previous night!

 

[TirithIre]

For Wystler, he had some talking to do the next day when he awoke. Despite the fact that he had cum more than he had imagined that he could the night before, he had a life to lead. Even as he 'got on' the phone though with Deviant Desires at first of course, like most brothels they were hesitant to 'give her up'. After all she WAS an asset, one that would be useful to them... so they didn't like to sell off their girls.

Yet the prospect of money was always enticing... and thus the prospect didn't become so much as whether it was really possible... but rather for what price. they wanted contract plus fifty, he countered with contract plus ten. It ended up at that point with them both hanging up... though eventually he called back to ensure his appointment for the night in a 'dungeon' would still be happening with Aly.

At that point it continued... until they settled on thirty percent on top of her existing contract. The money itself was a challenge to finance in that amount... but he would have it by the time the month was up. He heard the ding of his computer as he was talking though, and carried the phone with him as he checked it... he receiving the complimentary letter for his night at Deviant Desires.

Upon that he left it all out... and made sure the preparations were in place. he was sure she'd end up with one or two other men, and though he didn't like that idea, he wasn't her owner... yet. He soon would be though... no one would touch his Aly but him again when he was 'done' with Deviant Desires.

As he sat down though he realized this went further than simple lust... he had developed feelings for her... a common woman! yet his feelings didn't change... in fact, they only became stronger with the passing of time! He certainly had enjoyed his night with her... he'd have her... for a much longer time then she had even imagined... and without any stupid god damned mask... the masquerade would soon be over... she but had to 'wait' and survive for a month!

 

[Cerediwen]

Aly spent the rest of the weekend in the ‘safe’ cocoon of her apartment. She didn’t have to think about work, or be reminded of what had happened there. Her time off flew by all too quickly though. Tuesday rolled around and she reluctantly showered and dressed before heading off to the club.

Her boss took one look at her as she entered and decided that today she would be training. As before, she just shadowed one of the other girls, and looked like a lost puppy for most of the time. She observed one of the ‘lighter’ dungeons where a girl was getting spanked, then lightly flogged. She watched with disinterest, going through the motions of work. The only time she showed any enthusiasm was when she walked past the room she had shared with her client. Each time she was near the room her pace quickened and her eyes averted from the mirrored walls that showed the inner workings of the room.

Her next shift was to be at the bar again and she returned to her original job, although somewhat further up the pecking order. She screwed a wide smile onto her face but anyone who looked closely would see that it didn’t truly reach her eyes and she wasn’t working as hard or as enthusiastically as she had done before hand.

Her final shift of the week someone engaged her for oral sex and she drew him to one side, sank to her knees and went through the motions, making the appropriate noises that he seemed to like. Her remaining shifts and weeks continued in a similar way. Her boss called her in for extra training whenever she had free time. Her training revolved around taking some pain, and experiencing the sting of different implements. She watched the reactions of the other girls, and the marks that were left.

As the month progressed she learnt more and more about the world of the high class escort that she had entered. The occasional client engaged her services, but working the floor she didn’t do more than please them with her mouth. Her friends all noticed a change in her but none remarked on it, realising something must have happened the night she had her first client

She dropped lower and lower into her black mood as time went on. Instead of her feeling waning towards her mystery client she found her thoughts returning to him time and time again. The weeks passed and she began to wonder if she would ever see him again, thinking that she might do anything for just another single hour in his presence!

 

[TirithIre]

Unbeknownst to Aly... she was going to 'see him' again. She was learning much about the way the more darker tools worked because of the next 'encounter' that she was going to have with him. he had paid over and beyond for the rights to her body... and even more so, he would be financing her release. He didn't really know why exactly he was 'doing this', but he had made his decision. He was going to have her for his own!

Even as Wystler arranged for everything.. that month seemed to go by much more slowly then he would have liked. finally upon the final week she was informed that a client had paid for her in the dungeon room... and that she was going to be released into the ownership of the man whom had clearly stolen her heart that very first night.

He wondered if this news would be met with happiness or anger. After all he was basically buying her, so she didn't have much choice in the matter... but even as he went about his days and finally upon the one month mark of their first meeting made his way back to Deviant Desires... well he didn't want to think about the fact that she could have fucked many other men.

Tonight, he would 'mark her' and make her his... and when he was 'done' with her, there would be no more masks... and she would not be going home alone. this was the world she had truly entered... in a way, it was high class sexual slavery... but Wystler had an inkling... that she wouldn't mind truly... and that she would enjoy every moment of what he 'did' to her tonight.

he had missed her so... and even entering the building he felt himself stiffening within his pants... his breath coming a tad more shortly... he hoped she was doing well... in retrospect, it had been a long time... he wondered if she still had the same cheeky attitude, and even more so... the same look of wanting to be with him that he had seen the last time... he hoped beyond hope that it wasn't just his imagination... that she wanted to be with him.

He was paying a lot of money to release her from her contract... and in turn, he would 'own her', though truthfully... if they looked at one another... he already owned her... mind body and soul.

 

[Cerediwen]

Aly ‘sulked’ her way through the following three weeks, only barely doing enough to get her by in her work without getting pulled up for improper conduct. She continued her training with obvious disinterest and passiveness. Then, on her first shift of the fourth week since her first encounter with a client, she was called into see the boss.

“Oh God” she thought “they’ve noticed I’m not pulling my weight and now I’m gonna be in some sort of trouble” She sat nervously waiting for him to enter the room, twisting her hands in her lap. Her manager returned and settled behind his desk, steepling his fingers “Now” He paused and peered at his desk, checking her name “Alyssa, You impressed your first client greatly. We are very pleased with your performance. I’m sure you are wondering why you have continued with more…..rigorous training no?”

She didn’t speak but gave a curt nod in response. He continued “Well you have another client booked for Friday. He has engaged a dungeon room and has paid for the right to leave marks upon you” Aly’s fingers pressed tight together as she clenched her hands together in her lap, knuckles turning white. Her manager smiled at her “Does that make you nervous my dear? Well it shouldn’t. The man who has engaged you is the same man who took you that first night. Oh and he has arranged to buy out the remainder of your contract with us here. You will be released into his ownership at the end of your night” His voice had become sharp and he clearly didn’t approve of this ‘arrangement’.

Aly had frozen at those words, her heart doing a little jump for joy in her chest, indignant words that she was NOT an object to be bought and sold bubbling in her throat, but she managed to damp them down. Her outer countenance was cool and calm and she gave her manager a curt nod and stood, smoothing down her skirt “Thank you. If that is all, I should get back to work” and she slipped out of the room. Once in the off duty area she gave a little jump and a quiet whoop of joy. She floated through the remainder of her shift, her mysterious ‘client’ always at the forefront of her mind.

At the end of the night she was heading home before her manager pulled her aside once more “One more thing Alyssa” he stressed the last word, managing to fill her name with derision and distaste “Take the rest of the week off in preparation. I don’t want to see you back here before 4pm on Friday understood?” and before she could respond he turned on his heel and slammed through a door leading to the private areas of the club.

Alyssa spent the last few days in a rush of getting ready. She visited her salon for beauty treatments and waxes, wanting to be perfect for the Friday night. She went for a long run every day and ate and drank very little.

At 4pm on Friday Aly slid through the door of Deviant Desires for what she hoped would be the last time. She showered and washed carefully, watched by a pair of longer term girls. They styled her hair and did her makeup, once more applying that god awful mask and draping her in a silk robe. The escorted her barefoot to the dungeon and ushered her in. She turned and impulsively hugged each of them before they left her to the final preparations.

Not wanting to be caught unawares again Aly slid out of her gown immediately, hanging it on a hook on the dungeon door. Turning she took her time stretching each limb out carefully then sank to her knees in the middle of the room. She noticed that her breathing was fast and uneven and she closed her eyes and concentrated on it, meditating on what might happen that night, waiting for the tell tale whoosh of air that would signal her clients arrival!

 

[TirithIre]

Wystler somewhat wished he had been there for the meeting with her boss. He had 'fought' with them tooth and nail to 'get her', and though her boss wasn't happy to lose an employee, the company wasn't about to turn down just over ninety thousand dollars in financial bonds. There was no mistaking his directions though... he wanted her to be UN-touched once that meeting past, he even throwing in an extra ten thousand to ensure it.

She was told nothing of this though... only that she was to have the time off... and even as he approached the club, he smiled as he did. He had no hard feelings towards Deviant Desires... they had provided a means for him to meet her after all. He had spent that last week idly distracted, thinking about what he would 'do to her' that night.

He entered the club, signed in before he was taken to the usual room. He washed up and changed into the robe, he affixing the black mask over his eyes before he was guided through the halls. There were a few turns from the time before... the dungeon was on a lower level than the mirrored room.

Even as she nakedly knelt on the floor though she was soon greeted by the sound of the door whooshing open, the cooler air hitting her nude form as he closed it behind him. " ahh... there you are... just as I pictured you." His voice rumbled into her mind, body and soul as he looked around. " This is an interesting room... don't you think?" He asked with a smirk.

" Are you happy I'm back?" He asked curiously... his own heart thudded within his chest slightly in nervousness... he had been gone for a while... he hoped that she wasn't upset over that... he hoped... perhaps vainly that she would be overjoyed to see him... it was so hard to tell with that gold mask on her face. A second thought occurred to him though.

" Did they tell you?" He wondering if she had been fully informed... he wanted to rip that mask off her face and kiss her so deeply... but he would 'obey the rules' for now, although soon enough he'd probably do just that... he itched for there to be nothing between them, not mask, not space. He ached more vividly then he had in a long time... it was what had driven him to this action!

 

[Cerediwen]

Aly let out a small gasp, that ended in a small yip as the door whooshed open and the cold air briefly enveloped her naked, kneeling form, making her bare nipples stand to attention, sending a wave of goosebumps over her skin. Her muscles trembled and she longed to leap up and cross the room, wrapping herself around him but he didn’t see any of that inner struggle, her visage was perfectly calm and collected, apart from the shimmer and gleam in her eyes.

She shuddered and her eyes closed as his voice rumbled through her, activating nerves she didn’t even know she had. Taking a deep breath she opened her mouth to reply to him and the only thing that came out was a small squeak. Flushing, one hand rose to her throat and she coughed slightly and tried again “I think it depends on your interpretation of interesting…..Sir” that last word was loaded with emotion “Intimidating is another word I would use”.

She nodded in response to his question “Yes, very happy I….” She trailed off and her head dropped, fingers twisting in her lap. She let her hair fall forward, curtaining her face slightly “I haven’t stopped thinking about you.” Her voice grew quieter and quieter as she spoke.

“Yes they told me.” Some of her original cheekiness and indignation returned “I’m not an object to be bought and sold you know”. Smiling softly she rose gracefully and smoothly in one fluid motion and crossed the room in a few long, light steps till she was within touching distance of him, her own heart thudding so loud in her chest that she was sure he could hear it. She paused, and rose onto her toes, leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to his lips, murmuring against them “but thank you, so much” before she dropped back down onto the flats of her feet.

Her hand, that she had used to balance herself on his shoulder lingered for a moment then rose and fingered the edge of his mask before giving a growl of frustration and dropping her hand back down to her side almost viciously and spinning away from him to stand in the centre of the room again, her chest heaving with emotion. “When can I get this stupid mask off” she growled at him through gritted teeth

 

[TirithIre]

He looked around the room as he entered for the briefest of moments... but his attention quickly and swiftly swung around to her. even as he looked to her though he could not help but smile as he saw her kneeling there, and though he was sure that she had not spent that much time waiting for him.. he was just as sure that she had been waiting expectantly.

Even as she shuddered and tried to reply though he smiled... though even as she nodded in response... he seeing how her face fell slightly... and for Wystler, he wanted to know what troubled her so. He had to admit he was quite pleased to learn that she had thought so of him... and even as she grew quieter and quieter he smiled.

" No? yet it seems that I have done just that... you are mine Aly... and though we are still strangers in a way... I believe within yourself you know that as well." He remarked. It wasn't a bad thing to be owned... in the modern world where people were equals it was rare that this would happen... but here, in this kind of world, of highly powered men and women... it could.

Even as she moved her hand and then he heard the growl, he had to smile as she heaved with emotion. " Hmm... the rules of the club apply to only those whom work here..." He remarked... though as she stood there, she felt his presence approach, his masculine heat radiating from him. " Since you don't work for them any longer though.." Instead of finishing his comment, she could feel him untying the mask, before he pulled it away... she seeing it being tossed to the side as it landed in a corner upon the floor.

Suddenly he was grabbing her from behind, his arms encircling her, 'trapping her', and even as he did he leaned down and kissed her neck, biting it rather roughly before she felt him suck on the flesh, leaving a vividly red mark. " Do you wish to know whom now owns you?" He asked her, his voice thick with desire as he had remained behind his own mask... his arms 'trapping her' so she couldn't even turn... she only able to squirm within his strong grasp.

He could tell she did... it was clear his Aly hated the in-personalization of the club... and tonight... there would be no anonymity... there would be only the two of them... and when the night was over, she would leave with him... whether walking or crawling... Wystler hadn't decided just how she would 'fit' into his life... but he would 'figure it out'... he always did!

 

[Cerediwen]

Aly scowled and frowned as he told her that she might not be an object, but she was an asset to be bought and sold. Her arms folded across her chest and a mutinous look settled over her face. She turned from him slightly and he could almost see her inner struggle – the modern, self sufficient woman and the girl he now ‘owned’.

Her breathing hitched very slightly as he drew closer to her and unconsciously she leaned back very slightly, into his chest. He spoke and his fingers were busy on the ties of her mask, he then throwing it away. Suddenly she felt very exposed and vulnerable, more so than she ever had done in his presence before.

She gasped as he took hold of her from behind, she jumping slightly in surprise as she was caught in the strong circle of his arms. Leaning down he kissed, sucked and bit her neck and she whimpered slightly as her blood flowed to the area and left a vivid red mark as he withdrew.

She growled and fought against his grip as his lips left her neck, she struggling against his strong arms “Of course I do” she replied through gritted teeth. She could clearly hear the lust and desire in his voice and she grinned to herself, fighting an urge to maximise and tease him about that, by rubbing her hips against him. “Its not very fair you know. Your still robed AND masked, and I’m stood here totally naked” She pouted, even though she knew he wouldn’t be able to see it.

She did wonder what would happen now. Would they stay there for the night or would whisk her away somewhere else? What would happen when they left? She gave her head a little shake, pushing those thoughts to the back of her mind and pulled herself back into the present. His arms wrapped so securely around her drew her back into herself and to the here and now. Her resolve to be put out at him ‘owning’ her weakened slightly and the rigidness of her stance softened.

Her eyes closed and she leaned back against him, feeling the soft thud of his heart against her back, the rhythmic rise and fall of his breathing and she knew in that instant that it was right. She was supposed to be here and if that meant being something like property to him then so be it. That didn’t mean that she would make it easy for him though. She might not fight him all the time but she WAS an independent woman, to suddenly change to being submissive, was a big change. For now though she concentrated on that night together and a little bubble of excitement grew in her stomach and she wondered what ‘pain’ he might inflict on her. She couldn’t wait to feel him take her again!