“Keaton! Haven't seen you in here for weeks,” another young male's voice came.
Keaton didn't look away from me, or stop touching me. “I was busy with a job for my father, but I'm back on earth for a while now.”
“And you've not wasted any time. Why don't you introduce me to your new courtesan?” The guy sat down on my other side, sliding along the seat until he was almost as close as Keaton.
“She's veiled,” Keaton said so I didn't have to. I felt myself relax, not realising I'd tensed.
“That isn't stopping you playing with her.”
“No. She's learning to be my new sub. You can touch her too, but she doesn't do anything for you,” Keaton said, his eyes never leaving mine. “Isn't that right, Courtesan?”
I gulped, not sure I liked what was happening. On one hand, I was as hot as hell, so close to an orgasm I couldn't think straight, but on the other hand, didn't Yaru make it clear I wasn't meant to be fooling around?
“I'm not sure—” His fingers moved to my lips, cutting my sentence off. I tried to pull away, but I just bumped into the guy as he came in close on my other side.
Both men laughed, Keaton's hand still over my shoulder, cupping the opposite breast, the other underneath my chin.
I was cornered.
“Are you worried what your sponsor will say if he finds out you've been letting me sample the goods before the big day?” Keaton said, his hand trailing down my throat.
“A little,” I confessed, knowing I was also not sure I liked the idea of being shared. “Daniel seems to be strict.”
“As long as we don't fuck you, he won't care what we do to you. And once you're unveiled, well, as long as we pay you plenty of credits...” Keaton trailed off, but his hand went lower, heading back to my sex.
I let out a moan as he resumed the pressure, his thumb brushing straight past my clit. The fabric between my thighs was drenched, my body so ready to orgasm.
“Courtesan,” Keaton said, “this is my good friend, Trey. Trey, this is our toy for the evening.”
Trey let out another laugh, shifting even closer.
I felt his hand turn my face towards him, until I was looking at two piercing green eyes, his face youngish, his hair short with a floppy fringe brushed to one side. I was older than him, but he didn't seem to care.
Within seconds his mouth was crushing down on mine, his hand moving to my other breast. I'd never been shared before. Never been interested in two men at once, let alone had more than one set of hands roam my body, but my mind immediately showed me images of all the courtesans I'd seen being shared over the last few days.
And Daniel had said there weren't many women.
Better get used to being screwed by several men at once, I thought before Keaton brushed his thumb over my clit again and stole the last of my ability to think.
While both men ran their hands over my body I orgasmed, my cry muffled against Trey's mouth.
But they didn't stop there, both of them kissing, sucking and touching every inch of me, until Trey was so horny he could barely cope.
“I've got to go find something I can fuck,” he said, letting me go and pulling out of the booth. Keaton merely laughed before grabbing my hair and tilting my head back.
“Do you know when your unveiling is going to be?” he asked. I nodded.
“Just under three weeks' time.”
“Good. I'll be there.”
“I thought I issued the invitations,” I replied as he trailed kisses down my throat, nipping and sucking with his teeth and mouth. Once more, he chuckled.
“Officially you do, but we both know you need someone like me there. Someone with the money to make you look valuable.”
I didn't deny it. He was right. I needed his money, and a part of me wasn't sure I objected.
“I'll make sure you're invited,” I said when he tugged on my nipple a little more roughly.
“Good girl. I'm going to be the first to bend you over and mount you. And then, when the night is almost over, I'm going to be the last as well.”
With that, Keaton suddenly pulled away.
“I've got to go now. I'll see you soon, Courtesan.
With that, he was gone, leaving me breathless, exhausted and feeling more than a little ashamed of what had just happened. But I also knew it had felt so damn good.
Before I could figure out what I was supposed to do next, Yaru reappeared beside Edward. The pair conversed for a couple of seconds, almost as if Edward was informing him of what happened, and then Yaru slid into the booth beside me.
I sat, shivering, staring at him for some time, almost waiting for him to ask what happened or apologise, but he didn't.
“Keaton seems to like you,” he said eventually. “Do you know if he'll accept an invite to your unveiling yet?”
My mouth dropped open, not sure how to respond.
“I don't know if I want to invite him,” I replied after a moment.
“Why not?”
“He... Why did you leave me with him? He...”
“I know what sorts of things he and his friend did. He's notorious for it.”
“Yet you walked away anyway. It's against the rules, isn't it?”
“Completely, but I've made it very clear before. I'll let any man do whatever he wants to you if it will make me my investment back. If Keaton wants to be the first to fuck you at your unveiling and I've got to turn a blind eye to him using you to secure his interest, I'll look away while he pins you down and does what he pleases.”
I felt my eyes sting with the threat of tears at his harsh words. He meant them.
“May I also remind you you chose Keaton? I warned you about his preferences. You walked over to him and struck up a conversation.”
I nodded. Yaru was right, but I was already starting to wonder if I'd made the right choice. Had I made a huge blunder? But then the orgasm he’d given me had been phenomenal and I’d been wet long before he touched me. Was a part of me so attracted to him that I could do anything he asked? Only time would tell.
***
I tried not to yawn as I walked into Daniel's office again. Yaru had left me at the door to the building once more, Edward only coming in a few metres with me, before one of the other guards asked for his help with something.
The guards had become the least of my worries over the course of the evening as several different men had joined me and Yaru in our booth at the club. Keaton had come back, twice, each time Yaru stepping away to let the playboy do what he wanted to me unsupervised. I'd orgasmed more times than I could count, but I'd paid for each one in some way.
Now I was exhausted, and I still needed to report to Daniel, and make it back to my room.
When I arrived Daniel was alone, sitting at his desk, most of the boxes on the screen now empty. Only a few were green, most yellow or red.
“You're back late,” he said, not looking up. “Was it a productive evening?”
“Yaru took me to a club.”
“I heard. And Keaton paid you a visit.”
“Several.”
“Good. That's very good.” Daniel put down his crystal tablet and finally looked at me. “But you don't look very pleased.”
“Keaton is an interesting character,” I replied, wary about complaining after Yaru's blatant disregard for my feelings on the matter. Daniel laughed, almost proving me sensible.
“He hurt you much?”
I frowned, before nodding.
“He's got interesting tastes. Come here.” Daniel held his arm out and I stepped closer, not sure if it was a request or a command. Without much warning, Daniel got up and hugged me. I instantly felt my emotions rising to the surface and I shivered in his arms several times.
“Tell me what he did to you,” Daniel asked, his voice soothing, almost fatherly. I didn't know what to say at first, looking up at him, genuinely surprised. I told him of the first encounter, how it had left me embarrassed more than hurt.
“You orgasmed as well?” Daniel stroked my hair, still holding me near his side.
“Yes, I guess, although I was only sort of sure I wanted to.”
“Do you want to now?”
“I... Uhhh…” I blinked several times, not sure how to respond, but Daniel didn't miss a beat, pulling me down into a sitting position on the edge of the desk.
“Tell me what else he did to you.”
“The second time he insisted on kneeling on the seat in front of me and using me to...” I trailed off, suddenly embarrassed again. Before I knew what was happening, Daniel had put himself in exactly the same position. A moment later, his cock was out, hard. My complaint was making him aroused. I clamped my mouth shut.
Prick. Just like Yaru.
“Did his hands play with your tits again?” Daniel asked, reaching to do just that. His fingers brushed over my sore nipples. I didn't reply. “I'll take that as a yes.”
Just like Keaton had, Daniel rubbed his hardness against my stomach and pinched and twisted my nipples, hurting me and turning me on in equal measure, but he set a slower pace, his eyes watching my face.
It wasn't long before I was letting out little mewling noises, my body hot, wetness seeping out of me and down my thighs. I knew it was obvious how turned on I was, how much my body was enjoying it, yet again.
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. Daniel didn't stop, but we both looked. Edward stood there, his eyes fixed on Daniel's face, emotionless, like he’d seen it all before. I didn’t doubt he had.
“Boss, there's something you should come hear,” he said as if I wasn't there and we weren't in the middle of something.
“Give me two minutes,” Daniel said.
Edward walked away again, as Daniel pushed me back until I was lying on the desk.
“Open up and finish me off,” he commanded, bringing his hard cock up to my face. Realising he didn't expect me to disobey, I opened my mouth, barely able to process the request before he was inside me, pushing towards the back of my throat.
As soon as he'd settled into a back and forth rhythm, with me pinned beneath him, he thrust a hand backwards, down, underneath the small slip of material that covered my pussy. I moaned as his fingers pushed my soaking lips apart, brushing right over the top of my clit.
“God, you're wetter than I expected. Orgasm for me, show me how much you like this.”
I couldn't have stopped myself even if I'd wanted to, his thumb rubbing over me in a very practised way. I whimpered around a mouthful of him, shuddering and barely able to breathe.
A moment later he hit his own peak, filling my mouth until I swallowed the salty liquid.
“There,” Daniel said, tucking himself away while I still lay on his desk. “You truly were made for this job. You're so deliciously fuckable. Now get to bed. It's late and I expect you to be bright and ready to entice more men tomorrow.”
Without another word, Daniel walked out of his office.
For several minutes I did nothing but sit there and shiver, fighting back tears. How could I find Daniel so attractive and want him so badly when he could be such a callous prick?
As soon as I was somewhat calm I hurried to the door. The coast was clear and I was more than ready to be in my own room, taking off this paint so I could sleep.
With no idea where Daniel went or what he was dealing with, I could only follow the route I usually took and hope no one who saw me got any bright ideas.
Relief flooded through me when I saw Edward up ahead, walking down a long corridor towards me. While he was still a long way off, I came close to a shut door, the handle turning. It swung open, almost blocking my path.
Two guards came walking out. Two guards I recognised.
“Well, well, well,” Jeremy said, grinning at Rich. “If it isn't the veiled that got away from us the other night.”
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