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Thread: The Birthday Gift [NightDagger & Mr. D]

The butler simply shook his head. That won't do. You are supposed to look like a dirty slut, not a classy seducer. he complained as he searched the box with clothes for something suiting. This will do. he decided and tossed a small pink dress towards her. It was so short that it would expose most of her ass even when she stood up, and it left most her back and shoulders uncovered as well. The thing seemed to be several sizes to small for her - it would be tight. Worst off all was the big stains on it - it had been used before and no one had even cared to wash it. There was something dried in that seemed to have dripped down over the breasts of who ever wore it before her. With her purple set of underwear, she had looked sexy but classy, one could have mistaken her for mr. Andersons mistress. With that dress, there was no doubt about it - she would be his whore. Even disregarding the foul stains, the bright color and revealing cut of the dress would turn all the classical beauty of her green eyes, of her adorable face and long brown hair, into something cheap and slutty. Get your underwear off and put that one on instead. After looking in an other box, he added and you should have pink lipstick to go with it., giving her a tube. The old man showed no intention of leaving the room or even look the other way to give her some privacy when she changed, he just stood there and looked at her with annoyed eyes, as if he was trying to get her to hurry up. We might as well take some rules. When upstairs, don't stand unless you are given permission. Don't cum unless you are given permission. Always address mr. Anderson as sir. And most important of all, do as you are told. The rest you will discover as you go along. He spoke slowly with a stern voice, sounding like a teacher correcting a naughty student. And by the way, is your ass tight? The last question was asked in a ordinary voice, just as if it was something completely normal to ask.
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Jessie could already tell she wasn't going to like the two days she was too spend with this man. Still she had no choice, if she argued or complained Mr. Gaccione would not only take away her drugs, but she'd be demoted from escort to prostitute which meant she wouldn't get paid anymore. Not that she got paid all that much as it was. Her lodging would be taken away too, her owner had made it very obvious if she screwed this up she'd be heavily punished for it. Reluctantly the brunette gently removed her undergarments and folded them with her jacket and heels. At least having some old man watch her undress wasn't so unusual. It was something she was used to now, whenever she had a job the driver would watch her get dressed to make sure she didn't besmirch the owner's name. A light flush stained her cheeks as she struggled with the pink dress. It was far too tight hugging her curves and clinging to her like a second skin. This was meant for someone with half the cup size she had and much smaller hips. Reaching into her folded jacket she pulled out a hand mirror and quickly applied the lipstick. It was cotton candy pink which made her seem even cheaper then the dress did. My what? she asked her eye widening for a moment before she managed to fully comprehend what he asked. Oh yes sir, I haven't had many clients yet and none of them have gone after my ummm ass in that fashion. her cheeks flushed darkly once again and she tried to smooth out the dress a bit. I suppose I'm ready now. she commented as she pulled her hair back in a low pony tail to keep it out of the way. It was a shame if she'd known this one preferred the cheap slut look she would've put on something diffrent. The brunette hated wearing other people's clothing, it made her feel weird....
Thread: The Birthday Gift [NightDagger & Mr. D]

The butler did not care to hide the fact that he took the opportunity to eye her body out. When she was done getting the dress on, he even remarked One of the good things about my job For the first time since she arrived, the old man smiled. Probably he was not actually trying to be nice - he was just pleased to get a good view of her nude body - but at least it was a smile I think the man upstairs will like your body. he said. He was holding a box filled with plastic but plugs of different sizes and colors, most of them at least a little bit to big to give the impression that they were actually designed to be arousing, instead of outright painful. He held out the box towards the girl in front of him. Pick one - it's your choice. Think of it as a way of telling mr. Anderson just exactly how eager you are to please.
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The young woman wanted to say she'd yet to meet someone who hadn't liked her body. She took good care of it and made sure not to loose too much weight from her addiction. There was a differance between using drugs and looking like you use them. It was hard at times to remember to spend her money on food and not just drug. To remember she had to pay her cable bill, or buy cat food. However she'd been doing well so far, alot of self control she figured. It was probably one of the reason she wasn't cut off from drugs entirely like some of the other escorts were. What exactly am I to do with it once I pick it out? Jessie questioned as she looked through them. At least these seemed quite clean they even smelled of bleach to disinfect. Sighing she went for one of the smaller pink ones might as well match all the way around she figured. Do I....put it inside me. Or just take it to him? best way to avoid pissing her customer off. To ask his help what exactly was expected of her before she met with them. It was something one of the older escorts told her to do.
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The old man grinned. I'll help you with that. he said, snatching the small, pink plug from her hand. Thinking you can get away easy, eyh? he asked and laughed, more to himself than with her. Just bend over and bite your lip. he said, pushing her shoulders forwards so she was leaning with her hands against the wall. Her face was just in front of a long bull whip made in sturdy leather. Without hesitation, the butler grabbed her ass cheeks, taking the liberty to squeeze them and feel them out before he got to work. I consider this to be a job bonus. he said, just as she felt the cold plastic thing pressing her ass cheeks apart. The dress was so short he hardly needed to lift it up. Slowly, he started to apply pressure, forcing her ass open, driving that pink thing into her body. Even though it was small, he had to push hard. When he met the resistance of her tight, tight ass, he simply pushed harder, not seeming to be very interested of how it felt, just that it got in. Once it at last was in position, he gave her ass a firm slap, and when his palm hit her ass cheek, she could feel the plug move inside her. With every step she took, she would feel it. Its time to have you handed over to the man upstairs. Go up and wait in the hall.
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The whip frightened her more the prospect of having something shoved inside a place no one had touched as of yet. The thing looked wicked, and she wondering if it was for recreation or punishment. Ahhha.... she made a soft pained sound and closed her eyes. Ohh that hurt being streatched so suddenly by something like that. Panting softly her cheeks flushed and she kept her comments to herself though she was already cursing dirty old men in her head. With a soft gasp of surprise and the smack Jessie stood up. Wrinkling her nose at the unfamiler feeling of having something inside that particular part of her anatomy. Sighing softly she stiffly walked over to the stairs and made her way up walking down the hall until she was in front of the trophy case looking at the acadamy award with interest. I wonder what it was for... she said to herself. If she knew the name of the movie she could probably figure out why she knew the director's name. As it stood it was merely something niggling at the back of her head. Anderson....had caused something to happen. That much she knew, but what she wasn't sure about. At least it's only two days Jessie girl, last time you were stuck with a client for a week and he wasn't nearly as...acomodating as this one seems to be. she was talking to herself under her breath to calm down her rattled nerves. Whenever she knew she was going to be in for a rough couple of days she did it. The first time she experianced a whip was on her second client who was a bit of a sadest. She'd been out of commission for two weeks while she heeled. Hopefully the same thing didn't happen with this one.
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With silent steps, still with the script he had been reading in his hand, Charles walked towards the hall, curios about who his butler had brought into the house. When he saw the girl in the stained, pink dress staring with big eyes at his award collection he smiled. He watched her for a while, thrilled by the fact that she was unaware of his presence. She was beautiful, the look of her slender body squeezed into the small dress aroused him already. Judging from the way she looked, she could have been a celebrity, a film star on a grand premier, but with that dress on it was obvious that she was something completely different. It was for 'A kiss on the mouth'. he said, replying to the question she had asked herself. It was the movie she once had auditioned for, the movie that had ended her career, if you could even call it a career, and started his. Somewhat ironically, the movie was about a rich man falling in love with a prostitute. It was one of these romantic things, always ending happily with love winning against all odds. And I think you will change your opinion about me being 'accommodating' rather quick. Especially since you did not listen to the rules James told you. he added while he walked up to her, his voice friendly and his face still smiling. His voice was surprisingly nice given the fact that he had just accused her off disobedience. He just seemed a little bit to friendly - to nice to be true - especially for someone with such a large collection of whips. While he spoke, the butler, James, got up from the basement, with a box filled with equipment under his arm, and some weird small, round stool in his other hand. It looked like something you would see animals balance on in the circus.
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The name of the movie was what gave it away. Her eyes widened and she turned sharply. It was hard to hide the dislike in her eyes, that was why she remembered his name. He had been the one that ruined her life, a bit dramatic perhaps but that's how she saw it. Oh.... she quickly went over the rules in her head wondering what she hadn't done. Almost right away she slid to her knees and bowed her head. I'm sorry sir, I didn't realize you were here. she was standing without permission or at least that's what she assumed she was being reprimanded about. The least she could do was try and fix the mistake she made to avoid further punishement. Now she really didn't want to do this, she'd much rather have curled up in some bushes and waited until she was picked up again. Or maybe walked home, though it was rather far away, the worst she would have gotten as a nasty cold. Serving this....man for the next two days was going to require every bit of her control. She was kneeling on this cold floor in a stained dress as a birthday present because he smashed her dreams. If he'd have just kicked her out of the studio then she would've moved on. But he'd verbally smashed her dreams and this was all that remained. A broken girl with a drug problem. One she was trying ever so hard to get rid of.
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The man that crushed her dreams and ruined her future looked at her with an annoyed face, sighing. The rules are supposed to be followed even when I'm not around. You will have to learn that if you are to work tomorrow. he said looking down into her eyes, his voice not very pleased any more. There was something strange with his eyes - they were cold blue, but when she looked deeper into them there was something else. Something wild, something burning, something out of control. Meanwhile, James put down the stool on the floor in the middle of the room, right under the crystal chandelier. From the box, he picked up a whip that looked all two familiar, and handed it to Charles. Get up on the stool. And yes, you can stand on it. Charles said, as he gave the whip she had stared at while she got the plug pushed up her ass a lash in the air, like he was trying it out. My favorite one, thank you James. he said. He started walking in a circle around the stool, like a wolf circling his prey. Now, who are you? What are you doing here? Who sent you? And most important at all, why do your cute little face look so familiar? His voice was filled with curiosity, and he put all the emphasis on the last question. I haven't used you before, I don't even know what company you are from, but I am sure I have seen that pretty face somewhere before. Help me remember!
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Jessie took a deep breath before she moved and gently stood on the stool. It took a moment for her to get her balance and even then it wasn't very good. She winced softly as the whip lashed somewhere near her. Those things still made her very, very nervous. Hopefully he knew what he was doing, she figured he did. Her owner didn't like his girls to have marks left behind it made them less valuable. My name is Amber. she said falling back on what was referred to as her stage name. I work for Mr. Gaccione and I'm not sure where you know me. Perhaps I just have one of those faces sir? she wasn't about to give him the satisfaction of knowing what he'd caused it would probably just entertain him...Maybe you ran into me at the store or something sir? she offered wondering if he'd buy the lie. She put her hands behind her back and closed her eyes for a moment. Please let him buy it, Please let him buy it she thought praying he wouldn't dig any deeper then some pretty face he'd seen on the streets. Jessie truly didn't want to relive that horrifying memory of the way she was treated over again. It would make it very hard for her to obey him such was her rather rebellious nature.
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I doubt that we shop at the same kinds of stores, darling. the man with the whip replied, chuckling. He stopped circling her, standing behind her now. She could not see what he was doing with that whip unless she turned around. However, the single leather tail did not hit her. Instead, she felt the dress being lifted up. A rather small one, exactly what I guessed from finding you standing. Either you are inexperienced, or you are just outright disobedient. Either way, the same medicine should be applied. He was talking more to himself than with her now, grabbing the plug, pressing it in a bit, pulling it a bit, just to check that it was fixed in her tight ass. James, give her the trays. he ordered his butler, and the old man in the red uniform walked up to her with the silver trays. He gave them to her with the instruction to hold them like a waitress. The butler then placed one bottle of red wine on each tray. Even though they were not very heavy, they would be if she was forced to stand like this long enough. I'm not satisfied with your explanation. I have seen you before, and your nervous face is so easy to read that I am sure you know where. Charles said, starting to circle her again, with the whip in his hand. Be a good girl and tell me, Amber. he said, quotation marks hanging in the air around Amber - it was clear he did not believe it to be her true name. He made a sudden lash with his arm, she could see the end of the whip coming through the air towards her face. When the tip was just right in front of her face, she heard the snatching sound, and when she did not feel the pain she realized he had aimed for the air. Charles could not help to laugh at the girls reaction. I am sure you realize why doing as you are told are preferred, you don't need me to explain that, do you? Or do you want an example?
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She cursed in her brain sighing softly as she was handed the trays. They were uncomfortable to hold since she was balancing on the stool. Squrming gently she almost fell off the thing when the whip struck the air in front of her face. The bottles rattled ominously and she closed her eyes shifting her arms with the hopes of balancing them both a bit better. Worrying her bottom lip she tried to think of something that would be more convincing. However nothing came to mind except the truth so after a moment of silence she spoke once again. I auditioned for one of your movies a few years ago and I didn't make the cut. That's really all there is to it. It was the same movie you have an award for there. she gestured to his trophy case with her head wobbling on the stool almost violently. It seemed Jessie was having trouble focusing now with the memory blossoming in her mind. It was painful even now and she had to close her eyes to prevent it from showing. Jessie was weak from the drug withdrawl her arms were already beginning to shake with the force of keeping them held out perfectly even. The young woman just didn't have much strength anymore especially when she'd just been taken off the drugs for this job. This time she promised she wouldn't get back on them, that way she could get out of this situation quickly rather then owing her boss even more money.
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A smile spread over his face as she explained why she looked so familiar. Off course! He could even remember her - she had made quite a scene and stormed out after he had explained to her that she was unwanted. She was one of all these naive girls who just did not understand the rules of the industry, who thought they were some kind of princesses who would always be given what they wanted. There were plenty of them, but something about her face, the sad expression when reality started to sink in, had made him remember this particular one. Probably he had just helped her to get down from the clouds where she was flying around, helped her to find a more suitable, a more realistic, approach to life. This twist of fate clearly amused him, he could not help to chuckle. Yes, yes, I remember. The sad drama queen! How could I forget! Do you know why Susann Tailor got the part as Nina in 'A kiss on the mouth'? Off course she slept with me, after all she's a terrible actress. I wasn't even looking for someone to fill the role at the audition, my mind, or maybe I should say my dick, was already made up. He had started to laugh now, he tried to remain calm, but he just couldn't help it. So she fucked with med and got the role. And you didn't get the role, but you will have to fuck with me anyway. Isn't life ironic? Suddenly, just out of the blue, he leashed out with his hand. She heard the snap, and instantly she felt the burning pain. He had hit her whit the whip over her left cheek, leaving a red mark, almost cracking the skin. It stung like hell, the pounding pain staying long after the whip had passed. He had aimed for her cheek, for her face, making sure to mark her where everybody would be able to see it. So how has your acting career turned out so far? he asked, even though the answer was obvious - after all, she was standing in front of him dressed up like a hooker, a but plug showed up her ass, taking the whip without resistance.
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Jessie looked away from him tears stinging the cornor of her eyes. It was a painful memory especially considering the situation she was in now. I'm glad you find my situation amusing. she snapped forgetting she was supposed to behave. Almost right away she shut her mouth and awaited whatever punishment was going to be delt out to her. And somehow she had a feeling the stinging lash across her cheek wasn't it. Gasping softly she jerked her head and the stool wobbled ominously causing one of the wine bottles to fall onto it's side on the tray. Well that explained why that horrible woman got the role in the first place. She was pretty enough but her acting skills were horrible. It had been the one thing the critcs had been difficult about. The plot line was classic with just a hint of modernization to keep it interesting. However the acting of the lead lady was horrible. Half the time she sounded like she was just reading off a que card. Thankfully the leading man had been more then talented enough to make up for it. At least that had been her opinion after her friends coaxed her to go see it. Yeah well once I get out of this situation I'll just remember to sleep with the next director so I get the role I want. the brunette sounded bitter and quite unhappy. It's none of your bussiness Sir, as though you haven't already figured it out. at that point she knew it was time to shut up or else risk not getting paid after this nightmare was over. Taking a deep breath she closed her eyes for a moment and when she opened them she'd resumed the role of well trained slut and refused to think about her past any longer. As soon as she paid off her boss she was gone from this city. She had good enough grades to get into collage, she'd make something of herself yet.
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James hurried up to her, raising the wine bottle up again. Charles chuckled as he listened to her sharp reply. A cocky one? I didn't know these girls came with an attitude! But don't worry about answering that question, darling. It was rhetorical. He circled her until he was standing behind her. There was no way for her to see what he was doing, so when she suddenly felt the whip over her back, a stinging line of burning pain from her left shoulder, down across her back to her right but cheek, it was a complete surprise. The pink dress made the pain a little easier, but unfortunately it left most of her back uncovered. I like your attitude, so don't confuse that with punishment. This whipping is just for fun, nothing else. And the cute little mark over your cheek, well, that's so the guests at the party tomorrow will know what you are. Once a regular waitress was mistaken for something else, and I had to pay one hell of a bribe to keep her from pressing charges. Now why don't we get a little bit more acquainted? he asked. I want to know about your strengths and weaknesses! What are you good at? What can I use you for? What do you need to train? While he spoke, he started to hit her with the whip, the lash making an X over her back together with the first. In a steady pace, he was hitting her back, her shoulder, her ass, over and over again, the pain more than doubling when he hit the same place twice. He worked methodically and thorough, making sure not to spare an inch of her back. And as a bonus I get to test your composure! Keep those plates straight! You don't want to drop the bottles, they are expensive!