Returning to my tiny apartment, I sigh. I head to my closet and grab my duffle bag I know I keep in there. I just need to pack a few things to take with me. Before I can even get started though there is a knock on the door. I head over to the front door and peer through the peephole. To my surprise there are two men standing there in coveralls.
“Hi there, um can I help you?” I say opening the door just a crack and keeping the safety chain on.
“Yes, are you Miss Victoria Stratos?” The man closest to the door asks.
“Yes, that's me. How can I help?”
“We have been sent by Mr Aves to help you move your belongings into storage. Is now a good time?”
“Um, I haven’t yet packed anything into boxes. Do you need me to have done that?” I ask. Internally I am screaming at the audacity of the man.
“No, we have boxes down in the truck. We’ve been paid to help with that too.”
“Oh okay” I open the door and let the men in.
Shit! I should really pack my own room. I am really not comfortable with strangers packing my unmentionables.
“If you don’t mind handing me some boxes, I can pack my bedroom.” I say to the man from the door. He turns and rubs his hand through his scraggly beard.
“We were told to pack everything for you”
“To be perfectly honest, I am uncomfortable with strange men going through my things. Look I promise not to tell Mr Aves that you let me pack my own things.” I am almost at the point of pleading, which I hate.
“Well if you are sure?”
“Yes please I promise you can pack everything else.”
“Okay then.”
He says this but it feels as if he is only agreeing in order to make the rest of this go smoothly.
Before I know it a slew of men in overalls converge on my apartment and a stack of collapsed boxes is thrust into my arms.
“You better get started.” One of the men gruffs at me. “Mr Aves does not like to be kept waiting.”
Nodding to myself, I carry the boxes to my room and begin to pack. While doing so I keep telling myself It is not forever. It’s just for now. As I go through drawer by drawer I cannot help but feel a little happy. At least I will be out of this crappy apartment. Hopefully the one he puts me up in has unlimited hot water.
*****
Time goes by in a blur as I pack my room, making sure that the framed photo I keep of my mother goes into the duffel bag that is coming with me. Grabbing my pillow, which I cannot sleep without, I grab my duffel and place them by the front door. Looking at the time, I take a deep breath. I have five minutes before I have to leave this place. Five minutes until my life changes for at least the next three months. What have I gotten myself into?
I stand in my empty apartment and wait for the time to pass by.
A knock on the door startles me out of my thoughts. I open it fully expecting to see yet another staff member but am shocked to see Austin himself standing there.
“I heard that you insisted on packing your bedroom yourself?” He questions, one eyebrow raised.
“Is that a problem?” I ask back, hoping to sound confident.
“Since you got it done in time no, but next time, let the workers do what they have been told.”
“Or what?” I say, deciding to push him a little.
“Or this.” He grabs me, spins me around and places my hands on the wall, bending me slightly at the waist. “Keep them there”
Before I can even blink he lifts the skirt of my dress, revealing my white panties.
“Mmmm” is all I hear from him before… Slap! His hand smacks against my ass, the sting bringing tears to my eyes as I yelp at the shock of it. There is no time to even compose myself before the next one happens.
“What? Why?” I ask, and to my disgust my voice is not only shaky but a little breathless.
“You pushed me. I will not take that and so you were punished.” he says as his hand hasn’t left my ass. Instead it has begun stroking it, easing the stinging left from the spanking I had just received.
His hand moves slower and slower and finally stops. His mouth moves so close to my ear that I can feel his breath against my cheek.
“Did you enjoy that? If I move my hand slightly do you think I will feel just how much you did?” He teases before abruptly moving away. “We need to leave. I have an appointment in just over an hour and need to drop you off.
The loss of his body heat hits harder than the spanks he gave me as I nod and follow him out the door.
One awkward car ride later and we arrive at a very tall skyscraper. Before I can open my door, the driver has made his way over and opened it for me. The kind man extends his hand to assist me out of the vehicle and I take it. Austin steps out after me and begins to walk into the building, his confidence evident in his swagger. As we head into the building I am astonished by all the stares, surely there are other things more interesting than Austin Aves stepping out of a vehicle with a woman. As a camera clicks, my face blushes.“Why are they all staring?” I ask him quietly.“I am guessing it is because it is not often I am seen with a woman on my arm, so much so that there were rumours that I wasn’t exactly straight.”“Well, are you? Straight I mean.”
Before either of us can say a word, Austin is pushing the button and the elevator doors slide shut. I glance at Erin and see the smile that had once crossed her perfectly made up face is gone, replaced by what I would almost call a sneer.“So… How long have you been working for Austin?” I say in an attempt to start a civil conversation with a woman who clearly dislikes me.“For longer than you will be around. I was here before you and I will be here long after he tires of you.” she snaps back.Okay I was not expecting that much hostility.Before I can respond she continues “Here is your key card. Only you and Mr Aves will have access to the apartment. If you lose this I will not replace it. You will have to admit your m
As I reach the top of the staircase I am once again faced with the decision of left or right. This time I chose to turn right first. Walking into a short hall I can either go straight into what looks to be a small sitting room or right again into a small foyer. I choose right entering the foyer and I turn towards the open door. To say I immediately fall in love with the room that greets me would be an understatement. Books line the majority of the walls and some small shelves scattered throughout the room. The light comes from many large skylights giving the room a more natural feel. Dark oak furniture accented with red furnishings soften the room slightly, but overall it feels like a very masculine space. Feeling as if I am trespassing I back slowly out of the room. Maybe I will explore the shelves later.
After a long soak I’m feeling much better. Climbing out of the pool I dry myself off before slipping on the fluffy robe that was hanging behind the door. This man has good taste when it comes to the comforts in life. I think, slowly stroking the sleeve of the robe. Stepping out back into the wardrobe I run my hand along all the fabrics available. In my attempt to locate some comfy pajamas, I find a series of drawers tucked away in the corner.Opening them one at a time, I peer through them quickly. In the top most drawers I find lingerie. Why am I not surprised? The majority is made of lace or silk and some of it can be described as barely there. Opening the next drawers down I find socks, stockings and the like. Th
A few days have passed and I have yet to see Austin. It seems odd that he has contracted me for a minimum of three months and then I don’t hear from him or see him, not that I am complaining. Connie and I have grown closer and gotten to know each other better during the week and I have found that I really enjoy her company. Erin hasn’t made an appearance again since that first night and to be honest that is something small that I can celebrate. Feeling at a loss as to what to do with myself, I decided to explore the library.Wandering through the currently empty house on my way to the library, I begin to find myself feeling rather lonely. Flicking Kenzie a quick text to see what she is up to, I walk through the door and into the library. Perusing the shelves I see that the majority are classics such as Charles Dickens and Jane Austin. But tucked away in the corner I spy one of my
As I enter the dining room, I see Austin sitting at the table reading over some papers. Taking in the view of him dressed immaculately in a white button down shirt and black slacks I sigh a little. There could be worse things than being this man's mistress I think.As I enter, my heels clacking on the floor, he raises his head and looks me up and down. He gives a slight nod of approval before indicating for me to take a seat. I open my mouth to greet him but before I can speak a word he holds up one finger, indicating for me to wait. Biting my tongue I do as he asks. He continues to read before setting the papers to the side.“Victoria, nice to see you. How have you been settling in? I trust everything is going well?”
With little warning he again slides a single finger between my folds. “You seem to enjoy this as much as I do.” he says, before plunging a finger into my depths. My body shudders at the intrusion, but I find myself growing wetter by the second. A moan escapes my lips as he starts to move his finger in and out and before long he has added a second one. Soon sounds that at any other time I would be embarrassed about, escape me and I feel myself close to tipping over the edge. With a moan I am soon climaxing on his fingers. “Good girl.” Austin purrs. He withdraws his fingers and is soon thrusting his cock into me. The feeling of fullness overwhelms me and it is not long until I am reaching climax again. Austin pulls out and then says “Go and clean yourself up. I’ll be in touch the next time I need you.” He then walk
Almost a week goes by before I hear from Austin again, this time it is in the form of a letter left on the counter.Victoria,I have been invited to attend a charity gala this Saturday and require you to attend. I have booked you in for hair and makeup. Let Erin know what colour dress you have chosen and also what jewellery you may require, she will arrive and take you to your appointments. Be ready by seven-thirty.Austin.Scrunching up the small piece of paper, I throw it in the trash. Two days? Two days notice? He would have known about this for weeks and I get a measly two days and I have to deal with that bitch Erin again?!