"So, what exactly do you want?" I asked as the married man parked the car.
He hesitated and just gave me a sly smile, licked his lips and looked at me with lust filled eyes which made me shiver in the worst of ways. "I want you to come work for me."
"Work for you? What would I be doing? How much would I make?" I asked questions a rapid fire, the only thing he did was laugh at my excited tone. "Those are pretty important things to know before you accept a job." He just laughs again, but this time at my new and professional posture.
"Don't worry short stuff, its nothing new to you. Just a little bit more...advanced."
"Advanced? How so?" I ask
"Your skill will be used for men, and sometimes women, of a higher class. They will pay you 5x what you make now." I cut him off there
" First of all, don't sugar coat the things I do. Its not my 'skill' it's my body. Second of all what's the catch, there always is one in these kinds of things." He laughs again, well he chuckles. It kind of scares me.
"You're not as stupid as you look,"
"How nice of you." I say sarcastically
"You will be performing sexual scenes with other men who work for me. You will perform at parties, group events, and clubs. That is, if you take the job. But once you say 'yes', there's no turning back. You'll belong to me." There were so many emotions swirling in his eyes: Lust, madness, possessiveness and there was something in there that frightened me, something that scared the living shit out of me. I think that's the only thing that's stopping me from saying 'yes'.
If I take the job I can make more money and, hopefully, get an apartment for Leo and I. I'd be able to afford things that would actually help Leo and I get back on our feet. All I have to do is sell my soul and body to Satan and his demons. Was that worth it? Yes, yes it is worth it. For Leo.
But I don't tell him yes. I don't tell him anything.
If there's something I've learned through my years of living is that you have to keep up your image, giving him a direct answer will make me seem desperate, which will show that he has the power.
"I'll think about it. Do you have a card or something so I can call you?"
"Of course. I'm a business man." He reaches inside his pocket and retrieves a card with his name, phone number and email on it. I put it in my pocket and I look back at him
"Now I'm pretty sure that's not all you came for." I turn back in my seductive voice, crawling unto his lap and straddling him, rocking from side to side. I can feel his erection growing, and may I say, he's smaller than I expected, but I keep going, trailing my right hand down his chest my left sneaking to the ring on his finger.
I rock faster, trying to cause a distraction while I sneak the ring from off his finger.
He starts to breathe harder and harder until they become quick and uneven. I let out a few moans, trying my hardest t make them sound needy and lust filled as possible. But suddenly he pushes me off and regains his posture.
"I'm a married man short-stuff, we cant have any of that now can we? My wife would kill me."
" I get it, you're one of those kind of guys, the discreet straight-acting." I say, a bit of humor seeping out, "What's her name? NO!WAIT! let me guess. Is it America? Daniela? Melanie? Grecia? Jennifer? Linda? I bet you two have kids. I bet you have a Grindr account. Let me see your phone." I reach for his phone, and that's when everything happened in slow motion.
He grabs my wrist and pulls something from under the seat.
A gun.
"Whoa, I get it. The topic of spouses is off limits." I throw my hands up in surrender and stare at the gun as if that would do something helpful.
He slowly lowers the gun and sets it down on the arm rest between us. This eases my nerves slightly but I'm still on edge, he seems to be the same way. I lower my hands and reach for the door handle to make my great and cowardice exit with as much pride as possible.
"Wait," he says, I can feel his eyes burning in the back of my head and I don't which would kill me first: The gun or his burning gaze. "we aren't done here yet." FUCK THIS SHIT IM OUT.
"I think we are. I can't let all the other boys at the club have all the customers, so if you excuse me I have a body to sell, another married mans ring to steal, and a drink to have. I wish you goodbye." I say it all in one breath and take off running, his ring and card in my pocket.
--------------------------–-------------------------------------------------
WELL THERE IT IS. I KNOW IT TOOK A LONG ASS TIME FOR ME TO MAKE THIS THERE'S JUST BEEN SO MUCH HAPPENING IN MY LIFE RIGHT NOW, BUT ILL TRY TO UPDATE MORE, I PROMISE. GOODBYE MY LOVELY BOYS,GIRLS,GENDERFLUIDS,BIGENDERS, AND NONBINARY BUNNIES. UNTIL NEXT TIME. *FLES AWAY ON A RAINBOW WITH GLITTER FALLING AROUND ME*
YOU ARE READING
The injured butterfly
RandomMike and his brother, Leo, were alone on the streets with nowhere to go. Forced to survive on their own, on many occasions they came to death, but that all changed when they met a young newlywed couple who took them in and sheltered them, that was u...
