Moral Degeneration

She was wearing a short backless dress. It was white, made of some shiny material that almost made it glow. Slightly tan skin I could see the outline of a swimsuit top on her upper back. Her black hair pulled to her front she was twirling it around her finger as she sipped a drink. As I approached she slowly spun around to face me on the barstool top chair. 

 

Her bosom was in full view. The front of the dress barely covered the top of her areolas and I could almost see some discoloration. The front of the dress had a grouping of crisscrossing mini straps that tried to hold up her bust, but it was struggling. 

 

Crossing her legs she smiled at me. As I approached, the short dress didn’t leave much to the imagination. Thick thighs that showed some muscle, small feet that arched and stretched with no shoes on. She wore thick makeup with deep red lipstick. 

“Are you the client?” She asked with a straight face. Her serious tone made me stick to the script. I didn’t want to disappoint. 

 

“Yes, I am,” I said, eyeing her up and down. I drew closer. 

 

She put on a smirk. “Rare to get called by a man,” she noted. Leaning forward she rested her head on her hand as she looked up at me. 

 

“Rare? So it’s happened before?” I asked. 

 

“Oh yes, once or twice,” she said, batting her eyes. “But I have to admit. You’re the most handsome I’ve been asked to…service.”

“I’m sure you say that to all of the boys,” I said, acting like I didn’t care. I moved closer still. My hand lightly touching her knees she opened them for me as I pushed up against her. She leaned back, elbows on the kitchen island behind her as I hovered over her face. “My question is how much will it cost me for everything?” 

 

“A price was already-” 

“Oh no,” I said, cutting her off. “I don’t want just a quickie up in my room. I want the full service. Now that I’ve seen how beautiful you are…” I inched closer to her face. Her legs at my hips vibrated as she breathed more heavily. Her nostrils flaring she took a whiff of me as her eyes fluttered. “I want all of you.”

“Ho-how much of m-me?” She stammered. Her lips pursing as her eyes darted to stare into one eye then the other. She was scared and turned on. 

 

“All,” I said. “I want all of your skills. All of your attention. I want you so sore you can’t walk the next day. Every part of you to be all mine. You simply have to name a price.” 

She let out a long sigh. Her head rocking back as her chest and crotch pushed up against me. “I uh-I don’t know if I can put a price on all that,” she said.

“Good. Because I want something priceless.” She moaned and grabbed onto me. I began kissing her, her body hitting the countertop she hardly noticed as her hands pulled up my shirt. My own hands were lifting up the white dress to reveal her recently shaven body. Not a hair on her below her neck she didn’t wear any underwear and it made me want her more. 

 

But she had a scenario she wanted. Grabbing hold of her she yelped but dutifully opened her legs as I set her on my hips. She latched on and I held her up by her ass and lower back. “Fuck,” she gasped and started kissing me as I walked her to the room. 

 

I hardly felt her weight as I carried her. She gasped and kissed me over and over. Taking in deep lungfuls of my smell whenever she could, Beatrice forgot the elegant prostitute she was playing and became a woman in heat. 

I made it to the room by kicking in the door. The larger than king-size bed was my playground and I threw her to it without hesitation. Bouncing on it, her legs rubbed against one another as she felt up her body. 

“What are you doing to me?” She moaned. 

 

“Whatever I want,” I said, unbuttoning my shirt. 

“W-we didn’t agree on price,” she said. 

“You know the price,” I said. She hesitated, studying me as I disrobed, but nodded. Happy tears in her eyes she sat up. 

 

“Let me,” she said on her knees. Moving closer her hands clasped my belt as she began to pry it open. Smiling up at me my hand moved to her chin as I kissed her thick lips. She pulled my belt out of the loops in a smooth motion. Then was unbuckling my pants and pulling them down to reveal my rock hard dick.

 

She let out a moan as her hands moved blindly to it. Her hands stacking on one another she began to jerk me off as we continued kissing. She was better at it than most women, then again she’d been around more men than most women. 

 

“You’re very good at this,” I noted. She giggled and moved her face to the head, licking and spitting on it to lube her hands up. 

 

“Your dick is more than perfect,” she said, staring at it cross eyed. Descending on it the millionaire went slow as she filled her mouth then throat with me. Coughing when she was close to the base she pulled back then went back down. Lubing up my dick with her throat she glugged and sputtered loudly as if she was getting off on it. 

 

When I was lubed up she pulled back and caught her breath. Makeup already beginning to streak down her face, she smiled at me. “You’re worth every penny,” I said and kissed her again. Whatever this weird prostitution kink was for her, seemed to be working because she got far more into it. 

 

Jumping between blowing me and jerking me off she never stopped working to make me cum. “How many times can you cum?” She moaned. 

 

“As many as you can handle,” I said. 

“No, pause, uh really, how many times?” She asked. 

“Oh uh I was serious,” I said, coming back from the play a little. 

 

“Rory, I’ve been around men. Most I’ve seen is 2 in a short amount of time,” she said. 

“They weren’t me. I haven’t found my limit,” I said. 

“I…don’t believe it,” she said, still jerking me off slowly as she eyed me. 

 

“Believe what you want,” I said. I stood up straighter, flexing my dick. “How about I prove it. Since I’m paying, I really want everything. You to jerk me off. Then I want to fuck your mouth. Then tits. Ass, and if you’re good I’ll fuck your pussy too.” 

“Fuck,” she said, getting more turned on. “You really do want it all.” Biting her lip she moved to my dick and spit on it again. “Fine, what do I get if you can’t do all that.” 

“I’ll pay you if I can’t do it all,” I said. “But if you’re the one that taps out, I don’t have to pay you anything.”

“I like this challenge,” she admitted. “Fine, Mr. Client. Lay down.” She stood up and I moved to the bed. Resting my head on the pillow she climbed on the bed and rubbed her chest on my dick then laid next to me on my shoulder. Her long fingers traced along my dick, scratching it slowly as we began to kiss. 

 

“Oh, and you have to swallow every load,” I said.

“I don’t do that,” she said quickly. 

“That wasn’t the deal,” I said, eyeing her. “I get all of you, remember.” She bit her lip but nodded. Taking enjoyment out of me ordering her around. She began to kiss me and sped up her hand movements. I was pretty turned on as it was. Lubed up from her spit as we kissed more and more messily I felt it build up as I held onto her breast. 

 

“Okay,” I said. She hesitated but moved her head down. Mouth opening she jerked me off into her maw and swallowed over and over. When I was done cumming I relaxed and she looked up at me surprised. 

“That was…a lot,” she noted. 

 

“And more coming. Now I want your tits,” I ordered. She nodded but I had to position her. Her legs under my knees her large DD tits were in my lap. Squeezing her tits together I began to hump up into them. She watched my dick pop out and shoot down mesmerized. 

 

“This is a new one for me,” she noted. “Do you actually like it?”

“I do,” I said. “Rare to have someone with such perfect breasts.” I pinched her nipples and she got more into it. Moaning, she held her tits together tighter and I let my body take over humping into her. It wasn’t terribly long until I was cumming again. This time I didn’t have to tell her, she took my head in and swallowed everything without a word. 

 

When she swallowed it she breathed in and out heavily. “That’s uh surprisingly good,” she said shyly. 

 

“Now the real thing,” I ordered and she nodded excitedly. Pulling back she began to blow me. Moving up and down on my dick she was able to go almost to the base. Liquid pouring out of her mouth she felt heavenly as she choked herself again and again, but I extended it. 

 

“Anything else I can do to help?” She asked, taking a breath. 

“Lick my balls. Move between blowing me and doing that,” I said, enjoying her doing all the work. It had been a long day, and the lazy nature was scratching an itch for me. She nodded and took a testicle in her mouth. Sucking it and switching between the 2 she hummed happily. This time when she tried to deepthroat me she played with them and it built up rather quickly. 

 

“Okay,” I gasped and she pulled back. 

 

“Ch-choke me with your cock,” she said. I could only nod. This time when she went down my leg wrapped around her head and held her down. Her eyes widened as I pulled her to the base. Her tongue worked harder than ever and I was cumming all the way in her throat. Crying out this time as I came she began to fight me but I kept her there until I was empty. 

When I did release her she pulled off and took huge lungfuls of air. “Fuck,” she gasped as her chest heaved. “That was…new.” 

“Good,” I said, jerking myself slowly. “Now your ass or pussy.” 

“Pussy please, Mr. Client,” she said. She looked around the room. “How do you want me?”

 

“I think you’ve earned a request,” I said. “What do you want?” 

“Me?” She asked. “I don’t know, I’m a simple call girl. This is about your pleasure…”

“True,” I said. “Then I want to tie you down and take you however I want.”

“You what?” She asked, perking up. 

“You heard me. I want to tie you to this bed and fuck you till morning,” I said sitting up. 

“I uh- it doesn’t seem there is anything in this room to tie me down with?” She asked. I was unsure if she was turned on or scared. 

“I can make do with what you have,” I assured. Sitting on my knees my still erect dick poked her breast. “So, does the customer get what he wants?”

“I uh…of course,” she said cutely. I chuckled and grabbed onto her. Throwing her to where I had been sitting I grabbed the pillows and took off the cases. Twisting them around I tied one end to her wrist and the other to the bed post. Her legs squirmed as she bit her lip. Scared and turned on once more as I secured the other. 

 

“Now, I have you all to myself, and can do whatever I want to you,” I said. Standing at the foot of the bed she stared up at me wide eyed. 

“What are you going to do?” She asked. 

 

“Whatever I want, like I said,” I assured. My hands grabbed her ankles hard and pulled her prone on the bed. She tried to pull away but the more she fought the more turned on she became. Back arching, her ample breasts jostled as she took quick breaths. This time though I serviced her. 

My face buried inside of her pussy, she came almost instantly. Kicking and cursing loudly as I licked her clit and mashed it with my tongue she was a sputtering mess in short order. But one orgasm actually turned into 2 and the second one hit her harder. Her feet on the bed her midsection lifted up as she actually screamed and squirted on my face. 

 

I lapped her juices up hungrily but never stopped. “Please-fuck. Oh god. I-what’s happening?” She asked as the orgasm faded. “I’m seeing spots. Fuck-don-t-keep. Ga!” She squeaked as she came a third time. This time her body relaxed entirely and my hands were holding her ass in the air as I was buried between her smooth lips. 

Her body jerked and spasmed and when I let go she was an incoherent mess. Legs twitching and her eyes distant I moved over top of her. Licking her erect nipples she jostled and moaned as she came out of her stupor. 

“What was that?” She asked.

“Don’t know. No one has ever gone down on you before?” I asked. 

“Not a man,” she said, letting out a breath. “What the hell are you?”

“Just a man,” I said. “Now, the question is do you still want me to wear a-” 

“No,” she said quickly. “Cum in me.”

I hesitated. I didn’t think she would be up for it, but she had been implying how alone she was. And it was hard to deny the benefits. She was an executive at one of the largest businesses in the country. Someone that worked with my dad. I hated to admit I was working on my own game with this woman. I liked her, and I wanted her tied to me. Most women treated a kid in this world as a 1 time gift, and didn’t expect anything from a man. I wanted this woman. To stay in her life. 

“Even if I disappear?” I asked. 

 

She nodded frantically. “I don’t care. I’ve wanted it for a while but couldn’t bring myself to try. Please-please come in me,” she said.

I thought about it but decided this was what we both wanted. Lining my dick up with her cunt I slammed all the way in with one thrust. “Oh god!” She cried as her eyes closed. Her hands holding onto the restraints for dear life her legs wrapped around me as her body accepted it. “Put a baby in me.”

“Will do,” I said with a smile and began humping into her with all I had. She came again. Her eyes wide as she stared down the valley of her tits to watch me impale her over and over. I took her as I wanted and when I came I took her again. Beatrice loved every bit of it. 

 

When I was mostly sated she was sweating and sputtering. I released her and she cuddled up to me without any prompting. Falling asleep after a few breathes I stroked her hair and left her to it. Thinking about the future. Maybe my plan would change after bedding Beatrice. I had to make sure she didn’t get fired. She might have my kid and all.