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The Butt Slut Chronicles Chapter II

Date: 9/12/2015, Categories: Reluctance, Author: TantricDrummer, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

Alexa for one second if you would," Stefan said to her in his comfortable West African voice. Alexa looked quickly at Serena and Mr. Dacosta, both of whom were waiting for her to do as she was told. She sat up as best she could with the round table in front of her. Stefan slipped the skirt up around her waist and nodded. Alexa sat back down and clenched as her bare and naked ass met the cool leather of the booth seat. Mr. Dacosta looked up. "Did Serena give you any details about what we are looking for Alexa?" Alexa shook her head no, clearly flustered. She felt increasingly exposed and vulnerable. Everybody in the booth was so confident that they made her feel unsure of herself. She had just let a total stranger pull up her dress. She was sure they could all tell her heart was beating faster and that her pussy was moist. There was something about Stefan though, that made it easy to acquiesce. Mr. Dacosta continued as he ran his fore finger on the rim of his teacup. "We have a valuable patron of the Baxter House who might have an interest in spending some time with you. He lives in Europe but stays with us here at the Baxter house when he conducts business in the States. He has a special fondness for his niece that he cannot fully express." He looked up. Alexa was listening, and working hard not to squirm. Serena was quiet and listening. As Alexa's eyes flitted to her, she saw in her the glint she saw yesterday. This was a different Serena somehow. "It seems you have many ... similarities to this niece. She is about your age, looks startlingly like you and is a second grade teacher back in Malaysia." "What do I have to do?" Alexa questioned hesitantly. "Be yourself." This was the first time Serena had spoken since they all sat. Alexa turned to her as she injected herself into the conversation. Serena was there but not there. Somehow, she was enveloped in this magnetism that Mr. Dacosta seemed to exude. "I'm not a whore," Alexa said, somewhat defiantly. Dacosta's actions were very disarming. "Good," he said with an approving nod. "Very good." Alexa inhaled sharply. On Dacosta's non-verbal cue, Stefan slipped his hand onto Alexa's knee. He then started running three fingers up and down the inside of her thigh. Each time, he would work his way up till he was dangerously close to flicking her exposed labia, then would move back down again. "We do not run a brothel here. We do not recruit whores." Dacosta resumed speaking while Stefan gently kneaded her inner leg. His strong fingers worked her muscles with care. It was very difficult to concentrate, much less to negotiate or bargain. Alexa sat up as much as she could in her seat. She didn't push Stefan's hand off. She knew she could do what she wanted to, but for some reason, she liked it there. This feeling of being exposed in a public place - this sensation of being explored where somebody could just appear and see what was going on - was making her surprisingly wet. "How much are you offering? It ...