Karen woke up in her dingy bedroom, and for a moment, she stared up in confusion at the ceiling, the events of the other day with her employers’ son; Denzel swirling up inside her.
It seems unreal; fantastic but yet unreal. She shook her head. After meeting and having mind-blowing sex with a complete stranger, he offered me a job as his … his what?
Courtesan? Call girl? And she accepted.
He had told her to drop her contact but she couldn’t find a way to give it to him with Mr. and Mrs. McNeil getting to know. After he had left, she had gone to clean up his room and she saw his contact card on the table with a wad of dollar notes and also a letter.
Denzel had in the letter told her to resign from her job as a maid to become his courtesan.
Her stomach churned after she had read the letter. She felt like things like that don’t really happen to girls like her. Was he actually trying to
Karen got home to find a number of parcels waiting for her in the tatty lobby. Dashing up to her room, she opened them with trembling anticipation. There was a pair of shoes, black satin with impossibly high heels; they were beautiful but not intended for actually walking in. Denzel seemed tall, but standing whilst wearing them, she seemed she might be taller. Or perhaps not, as he seemed well over six feet tall. There were also stockings and underwear, mainly in black, but some in red and others in white. A bodice, with long silk laces dangling invitingly. A skirt, with a long slit up the side, in a far more daring cut than she would normally wear. Another skirt, this one a wraparound style, and she noticed it was cut for easy access. The list went on, and she was dazzled at how she suddenly had so many beautiful things. She might not wear them all, and so she took her time, trying them on, in turn, twisting this way an
Denzel grasped her skirt at the waist and tugging it. With a pop of buttons and a rip of fabric, it tore free. She tried to protest, but he roughly grabbed her chin, turning her face to his. “No!” he said, then, more gently, “I’ll buy you another one.”The ragged cloth of the beautiful skirt is cast to one side. And next, he reached for her panties, pulling and tearing, ripping them off her.She still wore the bra and stockings, her breath rising and falling irregularly.“You can keep those on,” he said, then kissed her fiercely.There seemed to be nothing tender or gentle in his kiss. His mouth was hard on her lips, forcing her mouth open.He dropped to his knees, facing up close, pulling her pussy lips apart and wrapping his tongue around her clit, working it mercilessly.She moaned, trying to struggle,
Kate sat on the kitchen chair lost in thought. Her encounter with her boss the past few weeks had been one hell of an experience. A sweet-bitter experience she must say. He would always hurt her so much but would always find a way to pacify her and get her to feel better and forget about the whole issue. He had just promised to take her to her favorite magazine fashion week show. She had always revered going for the runway show of one of the greatest fashion designer companies in America and perhaps the whole world but sadly she could not afford it.Maybe she was beginning to develop a soft spot for him or perhaps, she was beginning to like him… hell no! came a thunderous reply from her head snapping her out of her thoughts. There is no way in hell she was going to fall for that monster who did nothing else but derived joy in hurting her so much. He was such a possessive rich man who thinks everything could be bought with money including people’s happiness. Falli
It had been a few days after the death and burial of Mrs. Reeves. It had been a hard battle fighting cancer. She fought so hard to stay alive but death had other plans.Kate had found it very difficult ever since the demise of her mother. She felt the whole world had come crumbling down on her. She felt so miserable that she cried so hard ever since her mum’s burial and she hadn’t stopped ever since. She had called Denzel to tender her resignation but he had refused. He had told her to take as much time she needed to recover from her grief.***It was a beautiful sunny morning; Kate woke up to the sound of a knock on the door. She hesitated but when it persisted, she dragged herself out of the bed and headed to the door.She opened the door, and there he was; Denzel. Kate was surprised about his unannounced visit. she looked him up and down, taking in every detail she thought she had reco
Just as her orgasm had washed through her, she came back down from flying, and his lips were on hers, his hands running through her hair. She didn't need any persuasion as they changed positions, and she found herself on her knees, with the beautiful masterpiece of a cock right in front of her. she marveled for a moment, and only hoped she could show him the same tender worship he had shown to her. She closed her eyes as her mouth met his cock. He groaned as she kissed him softly, sucking lightly on the head. It was really a beautiful cock he had. Once she had the head in her mouth, she struggled to maintain control of her hunger for him, sucking and stroking his cock, wanting more and more of it in her mouth. The feeling she got from having him in her hands, in her mouth, in her possession, and under her control forever, had a warmth shooting from her heart, to between her thighs. She felt as though nothing could hurt her; not even the painful demise of her mother, as long as he wa
Denzel stood by the window of his office staring down into the streets of New York. He was completely lost in thoughts. It had been 2 days since he heard from Kate. He just couldn’t stop thinking about her after his encounter with her. It was an encounter that changed his whole perception of Kate. He had seen Kate to be just his maid who was supposed to be his servant, dominated and humiliated at will, but after his sexual encounter with her, he came to see her in a whole new light; to be a beautiful soul that is to be adored and worshipped as a goddess. A beautiful queen that was supposed to be served and not to serve. He beat himself emotionally for letting her slip off his fingers. He had her under his roof, yet he didn’t know her worth. He didn’t see it; he never bothered. Oh, how he wished he could turn back the hands of time to the first day he met her, he could have just asked her to marry him. Bingo! He exclaimed from within, that’s what he should do. Perhaps that way, Kate
Later that evening, Karen was sure Denzel did have a raging hard-on. While she was yet to see it, she felt it pressing against her thighs as he leaned into her.“What do you want, Karen? This won’t go any further until you ask me for it.”Karen heard a buzz, then a sharp pain in one nipple, then the other, as he clamped vibes to her small, firm buttons.This was just too much, she struggled against the chains, trying to escape the electric arousal spiking through her. Her pussy tingled and she moaned, trying to thrash both against and into the sensation.“What do you want, Karen? Tell me. You have to tell me.” Came Denzel’s voice all of a sudden“I want … I want …”“Yes?”“Oh, God! I want you inside of me. Please. I want you inside me.”
“So, What next? Are you guys gonna continue having sex or what?” Annie asked. She wanted to know what her friend, Kate intended to do now that she had had sex with her billionaire boss.“Hell no. I told him that it was just a mistake and it ain't gonna happened ever again.”“What the fuck did you just say, Katie? Are you crazy? You had sex with a billionaire and all you could figure out to tell him was that it was a big mistake that won’t happen again? Are you fucking out of your mind?”“You just don’t get it, Annie. He ain't what you think he is. He is a fucking Casanova. There ain't no way he’s gonna love me,” Kate let out frustratingly.“Oh damn,” Annie exclaimed. “Katie you’re in love with your boss!”“Hell no, I’m not. What happened was just a mistake and there&r
Kate stared blankly into the street ahead and let the tears flow from her eyes. She sat on the roadside bench and waited for Collins. He had promised he would come and pick her up. The cold evening breeze blew against her body and she shivered but she was too sad to cover herself. Neither did she care about her brutal wind. She could only blame herself. She had been foolish to believe she could find committed love with Denzel.Collins' car pulled over and he rushed out to meet her. When he noticed he was shivering, he took off his jacket and covered her. Kate sniffed and thanked him. Collins sat beside her, and for a moment, no words were spoken. Collins wondered what happened. Whatever it was, he knew it was terrible. Kate's box was standing behind the bench."You were right," she said with a light chuckle. "Denzel didn't deserve me and I was too foolish to see it.""I'm sorry, Kate."Kate pursed her lips and sobbed."Stop crying, Kate. Whatever it is, he doesn't deserve your tears.
Four NYPD vehicles blared along the road to the house of Raymond Dantley. The winter clouds had been dissipated by the sun and the morning dew soaked the tarmac. The cold winter breeze still blew and the men wore their police jackets and sipped hot coffee – their bosses swallowed bottles of gin in their office.The four vehicles came to a halt in front of Ray’s compound and instructions were given. Five cops, armed with a rifle, surrounded the perimeter of the house while the rest three made their way in. The truck loaders who were sniffing some of the drugs they stole were the first criminals they caught.“This is the New York state police department,” one of the officers recited with his rifle pointed steadily at them. There was no escape. “Your hands where I can see them.”Another police officer cuffed their hands from behind. He inspected the substance. “Codeine.”“Take us to your boss. A single mistake and I’ll blow your brains out.”***Stephen watched from afar as the four poli
The men were up long before dawn. Silently, they moved about their duties. In the underground warehouse, several boxes containing codeine, Vicodin, and oxycontin were labelled and placed on each other. The men in the lab were dressed in white overall coat inspected samples before they were lifted to the ground floor. The boxes were carried into the compound and loaded into a truck carrying the Culid company logo. The men ardently placed the boxes of hard drugs in between cartons of beverages.When they had finished uploading the boxes, Roland slapped the back of the vehicle and the driver started the engine. Roland slid into the passenger seat and lit a cigarette. He pushed his cigarette box to him.“Want some?”Tarry, the truck driver shook his head and reached for a bottle of gin. “Gin does it better.” He took a gulp and passed the bottle to Roland. “How’s the boss?”Roland took a gulp. “Mad as hell. He wants Stephen.”“Heard millions of dollars was missing.”“Raash wants his cut, n
Eva heard everything. The sounds of the birds singing on the tree outside her window. The yellings of the crazy men outside her door. The clicking sounds of shoes that belonged to the psychiatrist. At night, she could hear the creeping sounds of the bugs that wanted to feast on her. She hated the place. And she hated that she was locked with crazy people. She wasn’t crazy. She was only fighting for a love that was hers and Daniel betrayed her.The three nights at the mental home had been hell for Eva. The therapy sessions were worse. She sat, hand cuffed, before a man dressed in white overall coat.“Eveline. Can I call you that?”“I’m Eva?”“How are you this morning?”“I can’t be fine as long as I am held in this hell hole.”“Are you ready for a session?”“I’m not mad!”“You tried to kill a woman who dis nothing to you thrice.”“She took my man.”“He isn’t yours.”“How do you know that?!”“Because he said so. Eva, he was only your boyfriend in high school.”“You don’t know anything.”
Kate returned home after listening to Denzel’s voicemail. He explained why he was silent after discovering Eva had caused the accident and also threatened to kill her. He also pointed to her that he never had sex with Eva. Kate was too ashamed to remain in Collins’ company – much had been said and done. Going home was a relief.When she arrived, Denzel wasn’t in. There was a note stuck to the fridge in the kitchen explaining that he had gone to see his father. Kate sat down and thought about the event of the morning. She wondered if she would have enough courage to tell Denzel and she wondered how he would react.She busied herself all afternoon with responding to emails from contractors and business men. A particular fashion celebrity had been pleased with her fashion line and proposed partnership.It was a delightful news.Kate thought about how busy she was going to become as a design creator. She knew it was worth the time it would rob off her. She thought about telling Denzel the
Kate felt awkward and Collins sensed it. “Come in,” he said and moved out of the entrance. Kate stepped into the apartment. It was her first time coming to his place since he moved into New York.“We had an argument,” she explained.Collins closed the door and followed her in. “Was it because of what I told you earlier?”Kate sat down and sighed deeply. “I deserved to know, Collins. I could have died.”He took a seat opposite her. “Does he know you’re here?”Kate shook her head. “He doesn’t know I left the house.” She heaved a sigh. “I just wanted h to explain himself and then he left me.”“Does he know about your fears?”She shook her head. “He never asked.”“How about tea?”“Great.”Kate glanced around the room. She recognized some portraits from his previous house at New Rochelle. Collins loved art and he gathered artistic works. Whenever he was stressed or leisured, he painted.He returned shortly with two cups of hot tea.“Thanks,” she said.Collins thought about what she said ea
Denzel glanced at his sore eyelid in the mirror and decided it was better if he wore sunshades. He combed his hair, inspected his see eyes again, and exited the room. The news of Eva’s arrest had been communicated to him the previous night and he planned visiting her to give her a piece of his mind. But presently, he was on his way to the hospital. When he reached SEW 7, Kate was awake, and was having breakfast. She noticed the sunshades he wore.“What’s with the sunshades?” she asked.Denzel ignored the question until he was by her side. “Nothing.”Kate frowned. “I want to see your eyes then.”Denzel hesitated. “I fell.” Kate’s frown deepened. “I wanna see it.”Denzel took off the shades and Kate gasped softly. “This isn’t a fall. What happened?”“Nothing. I gotta go now. I’ll be here to pick you up by 6pm.”He eased out of the room. Denzel’s next stop was at the station. Eva was pleased to see him. “Denzel? Babe, you came for me? Please, tell them I didn’t do it. I don’t want to s
“You’ve got some effrontery, Eva. What are you doing here?”The glare in his eyes told her that he had not forgiven her yet. But Eva was in desperate need of shelter. “I’m sorry I had to hit you. I told you I did want to return to that place.”“You didn’t hit me, Eva. You tried to kill me. I was cumming when I passed out.”She smiled naughtily. “I can make up for it.”Daniel did not move from the door. “I found another woman who worships me the way I do.”Eva frowned. “I never wanted to be your woman, Daniel. If you’ve gotten a woman, I’m happy for you. I’m here because I’ve missed a friend and I’m in need of a shelter.”“You know where your home is, Eva.”“You know I can’t go home and you know why.”“And where you’ve been staying for weeks?”“It was at a motel downtown but the cops came over today. Please, let me in, Daniel.”“I have to talk to Sylvia about it.”“Fine.”He unblocked the entrance and she shoved in. She fell on the cushion and dropped her small bag. “Is there food in
Eva undressed and wrapped the bloodstained pen knife in a nylon. Then she kept it among her clothes. She moved to the bed with a wine bottle, prepared to celebrate her victory. When she had gone halfway through the bottle, she contemplated calling Denzel. Later, she slept off.Eva didn’t wake up until the next morning. She drove around town and stopped by at McDonald’s. At the eatery, she noticed sly gazes. She bought Chicken McNuggets and soda. When she stopped by at the gas station, the attendant asked her some personal questions before she drove off.Eva thought about Daniel for the first time in two weeks and hoped he had survived the hit. Daniel hadn’t called her.A few minutes before mid-day, she drove back to the motel she was renting at cheaply rate. After a morning of outings, Eva planned to remain indoors all day. Maybe she would watch an erotic movie and masturbate…It must have been the heavy food she ate that drowsed her back to sleep. Her slumber was disturbed as soon