She knew she was fucked.
And not just because the man walking out of the bathroom was naked with his dick standing at attention, but because she’d severely underestimated the criminal organization she’d been investing for the last three months.
It was going to be her big break, to finally convince her editor that she could do more than right high society fluff pieces. She’d spent the last two years writing those and she was tired of the feckless trash she had to try and make sound glamorous and interesting.
She’d thought she’d finally caught a break, she’d been stuck interacting with low level nobodies but finally managed to find someone actually in charge to try and get close to.
She’d seriously considered not doing so when she’d found out he was running the organization’s high end prostitution ring, but eventually she’d decided she had little choice.
Unfortunately they’d seen her coming from a mile away, and so when she went for an “interview” to become one of his “girls”, he knew exactly who she really was.
The water she’d offered her had been drugged and she’d woken up some time later in a hospital bed, her head and chest wrapped in bandages.
She’d tried to get up, to call out for help, but her body refused to move and she remained still and silent.
Only later did they tell her the chip they’d implanted in her head gave them complete control over her. The time spend recovering the the two large implants they’d stuffed in her chest were spent learning her new role, which of course was the ultimate high end escort.
Today wasn’t her first client, nor her hundredth, she’d lost count at some point but it really didn’t matter. She knew there was no way out now, that while she had all the data she needed for the story of the century, that she would never write it nor would it ever be published.
She tried to smile as best she could as she looked over at the client, “Mmmm, that cock for Miko baby? Miko love big fat cock…” she asked in terrible broken english that betrayed everything she had learned as an english major and her heritage as a fourth generation american.
She slipped off the edge of the bed and swayed her hips as she walked over to the client, one hand resting on his shoulder, the other slipping down and wrapping around his dick. She gave it a gentle tug and then pushed her tits against his chest before leaning in and kissing him on the lips, their tongues intermingling as she let out a soft moan.
She broke it off after a few minutes and then sunk down on to her haunches before putting her lips up close to his dick and looking up at him.
“Mmmmm… Miko love you long time baby… you see… Miko give good sucky fucky…” and then she wrapped her lips around his dick and sucked him deep into her mouth.
She bobbed her head back and forth several times before she felt his hands come to rest on it and start setting her pace.
Then, for the first time, the client spoke and her eyes went wide, “God Miko, I tried to warn you drop the investigation, but I’m glad you didn’t.”
Recognition dawned on her, through the fog of weeks of sucking and fucking client after client, as she looked up at her editor.
She managed to pull back and pop off of his dick for a moment, “Miko… Miko… Miko love you long time baby…” was all that came out of her mouth before he pushed it back down onto his dick and deep into her throat.
He pounded her face for a few minutes before pulling her back off and almost dragging her over to the bed and bending her over the edge of it. She reached around and spread her ass cheeks as he kicked her legs apart and leaned in, pushing deep into her pussy.
“Yes, fuck Miko’s pussy baby! Miko so wet for you!” she cried out.
He grabbed her hips and picked up his pace, a moan and coo coming from her lips as he slammed repeatedly into her pussy, sending wave after wave of pleasure through her.
Her whole body jerked and spasmed when he finally unloaded inside of her and she cried out as her orgasm washed over her.
Miko heard the shower running as the ringing in her ears faded, and felt the cum running down the inside of her thigh as she was still hanging over the side of the bed.
She managed to pull herself up onto the bed, careful not to let any of his cum stain the bedsheets, and then get up and head to the bathroom herself. She used some wipes to clean herself up, then fixed up her makeup, leaning in close to the mirror to do so.
He stepped out of the shower and grabbed a towel, drying himself off quickly and then passing behind her. He gave her ass a quick slap and she smiled and turned her head slightly to see his reflection in the mirror.
“Mmmm… you fuck Miko good baby. You come back and see Miko soon?”
He chuckled and nodded, “Sure, I’ve got free access to you as part of the deal I made with the organization when I alerted them to what you were doing.”
She wanted to smack him across the face, but instead just smiled and nodded, “Good, Miko look to fuck and suck again soon baby.”
Then he left the bathroom and let her continue getting ready for her next client. She heard him leave, but paid little attention.
She knew she was fucked.
And not just because her editor and just fucked her, but because there were another half dozen clients on her list today, and tomorrow, and the next day, and so on, and so on.
