The girls began to tell each other over lunch about their first upstairs experiences, with Leticia describing how it felt to be bent over and 'inspected' by the guest. Amber was unusually quiet but smiling, making them wonder just what happened to her to get such a glowing report.
After lunch, Leticia parked her cart in a small storage room just outside the penthouse room and nervously knocked on the door twice. The door opened to reveal her Mr. Smith, a man in his 40's with a slight receeding hairline but with a chisled frame and 6 feet tall.....
"come in, come in," he said smiling....."you must be Leticia, the girl I ordered.....stand there for a minute and let me look at you...."
She stood still as he closed the door behind her and slowly walked around, licking his lips. Yes, of all the girls Charlotte sent him recently, this one was perfect for his needs......gesturing towards a intimate looking table next to a window, he asked her to sit. Gracefully smoothing out her maids skirt, she sat down and he sat next to her....
"it's not too early for a glass of afternoon wine, is it?," he asked while pouring. Leticia of course smiled and took the glass. As they drank, the man told her he was married but had been having affairs for years, his wife not only aware of his transgressions but encouraging it...she had no interest in his peculiar 'fetishes', as he put it.....
The glasses finished, he got up, went to the bedroom and returned. Standing behind her, her quickly wrapped a leather belt around her neck and pulled hard enough to make her gasp for air......
"get up, bitch," he snarled, pulling on the belt, literally dragging her by her heels across the room to the bedroom....Leticia kept pulling hard on the belt with both hands, struggling to pull it off but his hand was firm....."go ahead,"" he said....."I want my sluts to fight me.....it's part of the game...."
Once in the bedroom, he went to a bedside drawer and brought out a ballgag....."I'm sure you know what this is for," he said as she shoved the black rubber ball in her mouth and cinched the strap tight....
He took the belt off of her neck....."now, get those clothes off but do it slowly," he said, sitting in a chai to watch her disrobe. Leticia wanted nothing more but to make a run for the door, but she remembered the ankle bracelet and the warnings of what would happen to her if she upset a client....
'client my ass," the voice inside her said....'only difference between a prostitute and you is that you're not getting paid....'
She stood naked before him, nervous and trembling. Why? this was far from the first time she stripped and was nude with a man...why was she feeling and different now?
He pointed to the bed....."get on your back and lay there....we're gonna do a little roleplaying and you're gonna be a hostage I'm holding for ransom...."
Leticia did as she was told and laid on her back. The man pulled at something between the box spring and the mattress....there was leather straps attached to the 4 corners of the bed.....this man had already set everything up!
Leticia moaned through the gag as he grabbed her wrists and ankles, quickly securing them to the leather cuffs....."struggle for me, bitch," he snarled...."I love to see my hostages try and get free....my wife refuses to get into this, so I have to fulfill my fantasies elsewhere...."
Leticia struggled, yanking hard at the cuffs.....the man went to the closet and brought out a whip.....
"Gonna give you something to struggle for," he said and began striking her, not hard enough to leave dark crimson scars but enough to make her gurgle in her gag and pull against her restraints for real....
The blows on her nipples and across her pussy was enough to make her rise her ass off of the bed, much to the man's delight.....
Finally he put away the whip and went to the end of the bed, taking of his clothes. Leticia stared at the massive cock, springing to life as his boxers fell to the floor. Holy shit, this man was HUNG!
Getting on his knees, he guided his throbbing member between her legs and rubbed it up and down her slit....
Even ballgagged, Leticia squealed as she felt him ram his manhood deep inside her pussy, filling her, his cock hungrily devouring her.....Leticia pulled at her ankle restraints as he plowed....in and out, over and over, again and again.....saliva pouring from the edges of her mouth as he pumped like a wild animal, his force almost pushing her up against the padded headboard.....
The man groaned loud as he came inside her, filling her with warm man seed......"don't worry," he grunted between gasps...."I'm fixed and shooting blanks....."
He finally pulled out, leaving her trembling and weak. Getting up and grabbing a vibrator, he turned it on and plunged it in her cunt while he smeared some of his spent juice on her ass crack....
The man had plenty of libido to spare as he shoved a pillow under her back, angling her ass slightly upwards....she let out a groan as he shoved his still rigid cock deep in her ass....between the anal and the vibe, Leticia shook then went rigid, her back arching as her orgasm claimed her......
"UUUUMMMMMMMPH!!!!!!" she moaned as she came.....
The man finally pulled out of her as, cum dripping from both holes as he withdrew the vibe.
Looking at the spent and exhausted Leticia, he kissed her forehead, pulled out the gag and untied her.
"give me your card," he said smiling as he began to get dressed.....Leticia stumbled off the bed and fished out her client card. He scribbled something and handed it back to her.....
"Charlotte will be very pleased at my comments, Leticia....now, go to the bathroom, clean yourself up and go...."
Leticia put her uniform back on, thanked the man and went for the door....he watched as she left, admiring the way she strutted. 'I'm gonna ask for that one again,' he thought to himself, chuckling as he went to the shower.....
