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The Third Whore, or No A for Effort
Date: 8/17/2015, Categories: Hardcore, Author: VirgoGo, Rating: 11, Source: LushStories
he's taking it out on the girls??" "That's always a possibility, Dr. Rocket Scientist... but we believe he's a top and you should act accordingly. On the plus side, both Sophie and Misha said he was fit and good looking, so it's not like you'll wish you were blindfolded." "Ok... I'm curious,” and I was. The unorthodox nature of the gig appealed to me. I was drawn to the peripheries of sexual exploration, and this opportunity was way out there. “What does he want that he didn't get before? I need a plan of attack to keep him satisfied. I can take the ropes or the whips, if that's his thing, but as you know, if I get marked up, I won't be able to work for a while. Special assignments merit special bonuses... Tell me what's on the agenda, how much time I should plan on, and how big the success/satisfaction bonus will be? I hate to sound so mercenary, but this will not be an easy assignment. You and I both know it." I was also drawn to the likelihood of a lucrative payoff. "J... we really don't know what went wrong the last two times... we just know the girls fell short. But if you can tune to his wavelength and I get satisfied feedback, I'll give you five times your regular bonus. And if you can't figure him out, that means no one can. We'll take the hit. I'll give you twice your usual just for trying." "Damn... ok...” Five times my usual bonus was serious money. I could take a month off and go trekking in Bhutan for that kind of dough. But first I needed to succeed. “Do you ... have any clues for me? Fetishes? Fascinations? Freaky quirks?” "Not much, J. Misha said he asked her a lot of questions, and Sophie said the same. Sophie also said he had a firm grip and his fingers seemed drawn to her pearl necklace. Sorry. It's not much to go on." "Hmmph. When do I get to meet this impossible-to-please lawyer?" "Tomorrow evening. 9PM. He's got a suite at the Four Seasons. I'll text you the room number tomorrow at 8:30 if you are in." "Five times, eh.” I paused, and tried not to sound too eager, but I really wanted the money. “Ok. I'm in. Bye." So, we'd established the stakes -- high. But we'd established little else. I had worked with Misha and Sophie a few times, so I knew these women were committed and careful. It didn't bode well for me that neither had succeeded. I also knew both women had failings when it came to kink. I had topped them (individually and together) for the amusement of some client or another, and Misha could take a great spanking and she could embody erotic suffering in a way that made your heart melt even as you wanted to hurt her more. Misha, however, was not fast on her feet. English was not her first language, so she was at a disadvantage with guys who wanted conversation and coitus. She could comply with orders, but don't ask her a question or expect much dialogue while she whimpered. Sophie was a different story... she was feral and erotic, but not very bright. If there were Ph.D.'s in blowjobs, she'd have one, even though she barely ...