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    February 12th, 2018 at 03:16am
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    It was all that Samantha knew, for far longer than she cared to admit. She didn't want to tell anyone what she did to pay her rent and her bills but it always managed to come out. One way or another and she was left with people she thought were her friends judging her and thinking she was an awful person. Sam had been tricked into it, she had been promised that her connection was a talent manager and would help her break into the modelling scene. That just happened to be the exact opposite of what happened. Being young and in a brand new city, Sam had no other choice but to do as she was told.

    That had happened nearly ten years ago, she was just shy of turning 28 but she had managed to make it up in the world. It was strange to Sam, how life had worked out but it was still better than nothing. She had more or less been sold to someone who worked with higher end clients, clients who knew exactly what they liked and were willing to pay a chunk of change for it.

    Sam never did get told about her clients beforehand, it was always a be ready at ____ and Sam, just like clockwork, would be ready to go when she was told to. The few times that she had made the mistake of not being ready were enough to insure she would do anything within her power to avoid that sort of punishment. She needed the money she made, her wages garnished were the last thing she wanted. That coupled with the physical punishments? No. Sam found herself dressed up with her hair pinned back. She had only been given instruction to wear one of her best outfits and with that in mind, she headed to the restaurant she had been told to meet her client at. All she had to go off was a description. Older, tall, muscular, would likely be wearing glasses.

    Smoothing out the skirt of her dress once she had made it into the restaurant, Sam frowned when she didn't spot the man or anyone who could even fit his description. One of the hostesses approached her and after giving her the best description she could, the hostess' eyes widened a bit and she nodded before rushing off to lead Sam to a private room in the back of the restaurant. It was just a smaller dining room, more intimate and at the head of the table, her client sat.

    Even if she wasn't technically late, Sam still felt the need to apologize to the man. She made her way toward him, inching up the skirt on her dress. What was the point in waiting? Most of her clients wanted to jump right into business and a table in the middle of a private room was one of the tamest places she had ever... worked. "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting, mister," she purred, leaning forward to give him a better view of her assets. Sam stepped back, confused when the man beckoned for her to sit. "S-Sir?"
    February 12th, 2018 at 03:16am
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    [I feel like this is the most shit thing I've ever written, k lmfao]

    Matt had for the most part stumbled on his line of work by accident. He'd never made good decisions when he was younger and eventually he gained a reputation for himself, one that eventually reached the ears of the local mob boss. The man had taken a young Matt under his wing, shown him the sort of love and protection he'd never gotten from his own parents. He'd become like a father to Matt and when he passed away it was Matt who took over the empire he'd worked hard to build. Matt was incredibly focused on the work he did and as a result, he never really had the time to dedicate to a relationship. But he still had needs to be met and with the amount of money he commanded, it wasn't hard to find women to warm his bed. He'd been a loyal customer of a high-end escort service for years, paying each girl for her services until he'd gotten tired of her.

    He'd recently gotten tired of his most recent girl and after enjoying a short period of solitude, he reached out to the company again and asked them to send him a new girl. The first two or three they sent had been duds and Matt had grown bored of them rather quickly and so he hoped this latest girl was better suited to his tastes. As he usually did when meeting a new girl for the first time, Matt provided the escort company with explicit instructions on where and when to send the girl to meet him. He arranged for a private room at his favorite restaurant, instructing the hostess to bring the girl back whenever she arrived. Matt didn't have to wait long before the door opened again and an unfamiliar blonde woman entered the room. Matt raised an eyebrow. He couldn't say he was disappointed.

    Matt gave a short chuckle when the girl leaned forward of the table, exposing her cleavage. He was sure she was used to most of her client jumping right into things, but Matt worked a little differently. He motioned for her to sit, watching as the look on her face transformed from one of seduction to one of confusion. "You must be Samantha," Matt said. "My name is Matthew Sanders, but that's a little too formal for me, so you'll call me Matt. And before we get started, there's a few things we need to discuss. First of all, until I decide otherwise, you will service me and only me. One thing you'll learn pretty quickly is that I don't like to share. Second, in order to serve me more...effectively, you'll be moving.temporarily into my guest house. It's serviced by my housing staff and you'll have all of the privacy that you need, so no worries. Lastly, whenever I invite you to the main house, there are a few rooms that will be strictly off-limits, which I will point out to you during your initial visit. If I find out you've entered any of these rooms without my.explicit permission, our contract will be terminated, as well as the one you have with your company. Now that that's out of the way, why don't we eat?"
    February 13th, 2018 at 09:24pm
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    {shhh, it's okay lmfao }

    Samantha gave a small nod of her head when Matt commented on who she was. She opted to keep her mouth shut, deciding that it was best to listen to Matt and what he had to say instead of anything else she could do in the moment. She bit down on the inside of her lip, her confusion only seeming to grow as Matt explained their arrangement. Her heart plummeted to the ground when Matt said she would only service him. One client meant less money and less money ultimately meant that she would have to slow her savings for tuition and she wondered just what Matt would want from her. Of course it was basic, just like every other client. Sleep with them, pretend that they were the best she ever had and be done with it. It was the dawning realization that caused an awkward sense of dread blossom in the pit of her stomach.

    If she only serviced one client, she wondered just what he would want from her. Would he expect more than her usual clients? Someone to warm his bed on a nightly basis that lingered until the early hours of the morning? Would he want her to follow him on dates? God, Sam hoped not. She hoped that she would be called when he needed a fix and that was it. She couldn't afford to get attached to him, not in that sort of way. Because no one would ever want her. No one would ever want a whore who couldn't count how many people she had slept with. She was a professional prostitute who answered to a company who had purchased her; there was no walking away from this sort of lifestyle. Who would want a relationship with a girl who had no option to walk away? It wasn't even a matter of meeting the right guy, it was that the option to leave wasn't there.

    Sam cleared her throat, trying to push away the sour feeling in her stomach as Matt finished speaking. She gave another nod of her head, reaching for the napkin beside her plate. She picked it up, folding it neatly into her lap. Clearing her throat, Sam sat up a bit straighter. Now that that was out of the way and they were in a private room, there was no reason not to get right back down to business, right? "So, is there anything you want to try out tonight? Anything that you want me to focus on?" She asked, tilting her head to the side. Men all seemed to have their own tastes and Sam simply wanted to know what she should focus on with him - what his tastes were. What he truly expected of her.
    March 4th, 2018 at 06:09am
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    Matt immediately noticed that Samantha didn't seem too pleased with the rules he laid down. But he understood. At first, most girls incorrectly assumed that one client would mean less money, but that wasn't the case. Matt had enough money that he could afford the pay his girls handsomely for the services they gave him. And to him, it was worth it not to have to share that girl with anyone else. He made it worth their while. Matt had turned his attention to the menu in front of him when he'd finished speaking, but he returned it to Samantha when he heard her speak. He shook his head as an answer to her questions. He was sure she was used to most of her clients wanting to get down to business right away, but Matt wasn't like that. He preferred to keep his sexual and intimate relationships behind the closed doors of his home.

    "Have a little patience," Matt told her, a small grin forming on his face. "You'll learn all about me and my preferences in due time." It was very likely she would learn later this evening. "One thing you'll have to learn about me, Samantha, is that I'm not like any of the other clients you've serviced in the past. I have a certain way I prefer to do things and while you're under my employ, you'll do them the way I prefer to have them done. And I don't prefer to do things in public, at least not until we've gotten to know each other a little better." He gave Samantha a slight smirk. "Besides, I think it would be better for our...introduction to be in private."

    He turned his attention back to the menu. "Now," he started, pausing. "What would you like to eat? Order whatever you like, you don't have to be shy." Matt never liked to think of the girls whose company he kept as girlfriends or even close to that, but he still enjoyed the company. Most of his time was spent with his friends or employees and when he went home, it was nice to have someone who would sit and at least pretend to care about and listen to his problems. And of course, then he could take them upstairs and fuck away whatever frustration that remained. His dominance in everyday life tended to carry over into the bedroom and for some girls, it was too much. But only time would tell if the same would hold true for Samantha and if it did, he would simply send her back to the escort company and have them send him a new girl, one who could handle him.
    March 5th, 2018 at 07:48am
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    Matt immediately noticed that Samantha didn't seem too pleased with the rules he laid down. But he understood. At first, most girls incorrectly assumed that one client would mean less money, but that wasn't the case. Matt had enough money that he could afford the pay his girls handsomely for the services they gave him. And to him, it was worth it not to have to share that girl with anyone else. He made it worth their while. Matt had turned his attention to the menu in front of him when he'd finished speaking, but he returned it to Samantha when he heard her speak. He shook his head as an answer to her questions. He was sure she was used to most of her clients wanting to get down to business right away, but Matt wasn't like that. He preferred to keep his sexual and intimate relationships behind the closed doors of his home.

    "Have a little patience," Matt told her, a small grin forming on his face. "You'll learn all about me and my preferences in due time." It was very likely she would learn later this evening. "One thing you'll have to learn about me, Samantha, is that I'm not like any of the other clients you've serviced in the past. I have a certain way I prefer to do things and while you're under my employ, you'll do them the way I prefer to have them done. And I don't prefer to do things in public, at least not until we've gotten to know each other a little better." He gave Samantha a slight smirk. "Besides, I think it would be better for our...introduction to be in private."

    He turned his attention back to the menu. "Now," he started, pausing. "What would you like to eat? Order whatever you like, you don't have to be shy." Matt never liked to think of the girls whose company he kept as girlfriends or even close to that, but he still enjoyed the company. Most of his time was spent with his friends or employees and when he went home, it was nice to have someone who would sit and at least pretend to care about and listen to his problems. And of course, then he could take them upstairs and fuck away whatever frustration that remained. His dominance in everyday life tended to carry over into the bedroom and for some girls, it was too much. But only time would tell if the same would hold true for Samantha and if it did, he would simply send her back to the escort company and have them send him a new girl, one who could handle him.
    March 5th, 2018 at 07:50am
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    Sam couldn't stop the way that her face scrunched when Matt told her to have patience. This wasn't the way her jobs ever worked. She was used to being bent over a table or shoved down onto a bed or pinned against any various surface right away. She didn't like to grow attached to her clients because it never would work well. She would get too emotional and then that would compromise her work and that was the last thing that she needed. And besides, who would want to put a ring on a whore? No one, as her boss had so kindly pointed out time and time again. She wasn't prime on the dating market, as much as she may have wished she was. It would just be better to accept that sooner rather than later. She understood that, regardless of whether she wanted to or not.

    Nursing her bottom lip, Sam was quiet as she studied the menu. To be truthful, she wasn't really that hungry to begin with. When she had a warning about a job, she made sure to eat a bigger breakfast so that she could focus on her client when the time came. So that when she got home, she could go through her ritual of showering in scorching hot water to rid her skin of the grimy hands that had just been touching her body.

    "I'll have the peanut chicken salad, please," Sam spoke softly when the waitress appeared to take their orders, offering the woman a smile before handing over her menu. She straightened up when the waitress left the room, unsure of what to even say to Matt at this point. Her stomach churned and she decided to stay quiet, her attention focused on the table between them. She was nervous, something she couldn't genuinely remember the least time she felt like.

    Sam was seasoned n her work, she knew what she was doing. Matt threw her for a loop that she wasn't prepared for. She glanced up and noticing that Matt was just sitting quietly while watching her, Sam realized she needed to speak up. Do something to please Matt, even if she had no idea of what she should do. Clearing her throat, Sam opened her mouth to speak. "So... what do you like to do? Outside of work, I mean," she said, clarifying when she realized she may not exactly want to know what he did for work. Not if he could afford such a lifestyle of her living on his property.
    March 19th, 2018 at 03:35am
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    When the waitress returned to take their orders, Matt let Sam speak first. Folding his menu, he handed it over to the young woman as she approached his end of the table. "I'll have the filet mignon, medium rare," he told her. "And a bottle of Cabernet Sauvignon with two glasses as well, please." The woman nodded, promising to return momentarily with the wine before rushing off. The wine would serve a dual purpose; not only would it pair exceptionally with the steak he'd ordered, but it would also loosen Sam up just a little. She seemed nervous to Matt and that just wouldn't do.

    When the waitress returned with the wine, she didn't say a word as she filled the two glasses, placing one in front of Matt and the other in front of Sam. He swirled the liquid around the glass, taking a sip as he quietly studied Sam. He was comfortable with the silence but she didn't seem to be and seconds later, she was speaking. Her choice of subject made Matt smirk. It was almost cute. "Would you believe me if I told you I enjoyed golfing?" Matt asked. "In my younger years, I preferred basketball, but I've gotten a little older, I don't have as much energy." He paused, chuckling as he took another sip of his wine. "Not that I'm old. But golf is peaceful. It calms me down."

    "What about you, Samantha?" Matt turned the question on her. "What sort of hobbies do you have?" Most of the girls he employed were more than eager to tell him their favorite activities. It seemed to be a way to remind themselves that they had lives outside of having strange men pay them for sex. He was sure most of them thought of themselves as whores, but Matt didn't see it that way. Everyone needed money to survive, it was a fact of life. And how an individual chose to make that money was none of his concern. And he wasn't exactly in a place to judge, given his line of work.
    March 19th, 2018 at 09:05am
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    Sam's face scrunched a bit when Matt said that he enjoyed golfing. If she was being completely honest, she didn't really think that she believed him but who was she to say whether he was telling the truth or not? It wasn't her job, certainly. "I can see you playing basketball, you are pretty tall," she commented softly, tilting her head to the side as she spoke. She didn't want to come across as if she didn't believe him or something. Not when she was here to play the part of a doting girlfriend, or at least that's what she assumed that Matt was going to want out of her.

    She hadn't even been expecting Matt to turn the question around on her so when he did, it took her a moment to even register that she was expected to answer Matt. "Uh.. I," Sam paused to clear her throat before turning her attention back up to Matt. ""Honestly, I don't do a whole lot outside of work. I'm hoping to start studying to become a vet tech so my free time goes to studying," she answered with another shrug of her shoulders. "I haven't actually started going to school but I figure that if I study up now, it might be a bit easier once I do start."

    Sam smoothed down the material of her skirt before reaching out to pick up her glass of wine. She took a timid sip before she set it back down. "Thank you for this lovely dinner," she said, looking up to him with a genuine smile. Even if they hadn't actually received their meals yet, this was the best meal that she had gotten to enjoy in a long, long time. Sam realized that Matt likely thought she was just being silly to thank him at this point but she hoped that either way, it would let Matt know that she wasn't selfish or anything else that was equally negative. Matt seemed to be an important client, she wanted to make sure she could keep him happy.
    April 2nd, 2018 at 12:06am
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    Matt couldn't help but chuckle softly at the look on Sam's face when he told her he played golf. She wasn't the first woman to be surprised that he enjoyed the sport. "Well, my dear, you can be tall and be awful at basketball," he told her. "I have a friend who's a good three inches taller than I am and he's terrible. Couldn't make a basket to save his life. I enjoyed playing against him," he added with a grin. He reached for his drink as he listened to Sam speak. Like most of the women he'd had over the years, she seemed a little surprised that he'd turned the question around on her and he knew why. Most men like him, the ones who paid for their company, didn't care about the women they hired. The women were there for sex and nothing else. And of course, Matt planned to use Sam for exactly this purpose. But that didn't mean he was heartless.

    "Vet tech?" Matt repeated, nodding his head. "That's a decent line of work. I wish you luck. And you're certainly right, you can never get started too early." Matt raised an eyebrow when Same thanked him for dinner since they hadn't even gotten their food yet. But she seemed genuine, so there was no reason for him not to accept the compliment. "You're quite welcome, dear," he said, returning her smile. "If there's one thing you learn about me during our time together, I hope it's that I'm a bit different from the other men you've worked for. I might be buying your company but that doesn't mean I can't be nice to you, now does it? And it doesn't hurt that I prefer fine dining."

    It was only a few short minutes before the waitress returned with their food and Matt offered her a soft thank you as she sat the plates on the table. "Bon appetite," he said to Sam. He cut into his steak, not surprised to find that it was perfectly cooked. It was one of the reasons he liked this restaurant so much. "How is your salad, Sam?" Matt asked, raising his eyes to meet hers. "I'm not much a salad person but it does look good. I just prefer meat and potatoes."
    April 4th, 2018 at 09:38am
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    Sam's eyes widened when Matt started to describe his friend, her jaw dropping as she tried to figure out just how you managed to be taller than Matt and still horrible at basketball. She ultimately just huffed, her face still scrunched slightly as she sat back in her chair. She shook her head, trying to clear her thoughts as she began to explain to Matt what she was wanting to do with her life. She didn't talk about herself all that often so she was a bit confused on what she should even say to him. At what point would she be considered to be talking too much and she was supposed to shut up? She was relieved when Matt commented, giving her a bit of an out on what to say.

    "It means that you don't have to be nice," Sam answered, her voice rather reserved. Her gaze flickered everywhere around the room but at Matt. She wasn't trying to be rude or anything but she just knew the way the world worked and it wasn't the way that Matt was treating her. She had come to terms with that, that didn't mean that she had to like it. Glancing toward him, Sam couldn't help that she started to blush when she noticed how intently Matt was looking at her.

    Sam started in on her salad, her attention focused on it and only it. She looked up when Matt spoke again, offering him a gentle smile. "It's honestly delicious. Salads tend to be the same thing day in and day out so it's nice to have a change," she admitted quietly, taking a bite of the salad. She scooped up a small bit before tentatively holding it out to Matt. "Here. Why don't you try it?" She offered. If Matt was paying for the salad, he had the choice to try it if he so pleased. Sure, it was sitting in front of her but it belonged to Matt. Just like everything else at the table between them.
    April 14th, 2018 at 03:22am
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    "No, I don't have to," Matt said, his voice a bit sharper than it had been before. "But I choose to be. Of course, that can change and it can change very quickly. It depends almost entirely on your attitude." Matt's temper was well-known among his circle of comrades and adversaries but he tried his hardest not to let it show around the women he hired the same way he would try not to let it show if this were a real relationship. It was the least he could do to keep up the facade. "No, you eat your salad," Matt said, politely refusing when Sam offered him a bite of the salad. "I've got my steak, I'll be fine. Meat and potatoes, remember?"

    When he finally finished with his food, Matt crossed his knife and fork on his plate, using his napkin to wipe his mouth before throwing that onto the plate as well. He pulled his wallet from the pocket of his blazer, pulling out enough cash for the bill and a sizeable tip and throwing it onto the table. He knew no one bit their waitress would touch it; they all knew better. Matt was a reasonable man, he had no problem paying for the goods and services he used. But one thing he couldn't stand was a thief. And his years in the mob had left him with many ways to deal with a thief. Matt waited until Sam had finished her salad before he finally got to his feet, straightening his jacket.

    "I'm assuming you drove yourself?" Matt asked as they made their way out of the restaurant. He didn't know how else Sam would've gotten there. Most of the women he hired had their own means of transportation. "Just be sure that you follow closely, it's easy to get lost on the way to my house. But that was on purpose," he added with a grin. "When we get there, I'll show you around and then we can start the real introductions." Matt walked over to his SUV and started the engine, waiting until he'd seen Sam climb into her own car before he started off in the direction of his house. Just like he'd told Sam, it was easy to get lost but he'd planned it that way. The harder it was to get there, the harder it was for anyone to get to him. And besides that, Matt was a man who valued his privacy.
    April 15th, 2018 at 05:53am
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    Sam felt rather foolish to have even offered Matt a bite of her salad. She had, of course, been paying attention when he mentioned his food preferences but it was still polite to offer him the food, right? She hoped that he would take it that way. Swallowing around the lump that had formed in her throat, Sam didn't even try to hide the blush that had crept over her cheeks. She offered a shy smile, falling silent for the rest of their meal.

    Standing, Sam adjusted the skirt of her dress before looking up to Matt when he spoke. She gave a quick nod of her head, it wasn't very usual that she drove herself to dates. Usually someone else did to ensure that she arrived on time and was picked up right when the hour or whatever time was up, so that her services never went free. So needless to say, when Sam had been given the address of the restaurant and had been told to show up, she had been a bit more than surprised. As usual though, Sam had done just as she was told.

    When they finally reached Matt's house, Sam was quick to kill the engine and climb out of her car. Just like back at the restaurant, Sam adjusted her skirt before returning her attention to Matt as he led the way into his home. She paused by the door, raising an eyebrow when Matt looked at her. "Do you... want me to take my heels off? So that I don't track dirt everywhere or..?" Sam wasn't sure, most men seemed to like if she left them on. It was sexy, sure, and it also served to make her taller which with Matt, she was sure wasn't necessarily a bad thing.
    April 16th, 2018 at 08:01pm
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    The drive to Matt's house was a decent one, the scenery more than making up for the complexity of the drive. When they finally arrived, Matt killed the engine to his SUV, stepping out as he waited for Sam to do the same. He led the way into the main part of his home, turning around when he realized the door hadn't closed yet. "Just wipe them off on the mat," Matt said, gesturing to his welcome mat. "But go ahead and leave them on." he shot Sam a small smirk before turning to kick off his own shoes. No need for him to keep them on now that he was home. Sam keeping her heels on served some sort of purpose or, well, they would eventually.

    "This is the main house, this is where I stay," Matt said, giving a vague wave with his hand as he walked. "I won't bore you with a full tour, after all, a house is a house. But as I said before, you'll only be allowed inside when I invite you inside. Otherwise, you'll stay in the guest house out back. And of course, you can come and go as you please without me, just like the rest of my staff. You're not a prisoner, you don't have to stay here all the time. We can tour that tomorrow, you probably won't be sleeping there tonight, anyway," Matt added, smirking at her again. "Unless you want to, I won't stop you. But for now, why don't we have another glass of wine? I've found that it usually sets the mood a little better than just jumping into it."

    Matt led the way into the kitchen, hearing the click of Sam's heels on the hardwood floor as she followed him. He went to his cabinet, grabbing out two wine glasses, which he sat on the island. He filled each glass three fourths of the way full, sliding one over to Sam. "Drink up, Samantha," he said. It didn't take Matt long to down his glass and he quickly poured another, but this would be his last one. He didn't need to be drunk, not the first time.
    April 19th, 2018 at 05:45am
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    Sam ignored the little smirk that Matt tossed in her direction, nodding as she wiped her feet off on the welcome mat. She followed after Matt quickly, keeping her footsteps as quiet as she could manage. It was sort of hard with her heels on but she assumed that Matt didn't mind it since he had told her to keep them on, after all. "I'm here for you, to please you. If you want me to stay with you tonight, I can, " Sam answered his commented almost immediately, offering him a pleasant smile. She thought it was silly that Matt had even thought to offer her the opportunity to sleep in the guest house. If Matt wanted her in his bed for the entire night, then that was what she would do. She was here to please him, Sam had learned that a long, long time ago.

    She bit her lip as she watched Matt fetch two wine glasses, opting to stand at the island that Matt was now sitting at. Her eyes swept over the counter top, briefly wondering just how long it would be before she was fucked on it. She was sure it wouldn't be too long - men seemed to like things that were considered 'daring' and out of the ordinary.

    Sipping at her first glass, Sam couldn't help but wonder if Matt was planning on getting her drunk. She thought it was a bit silly because either way, Sam would do as Matt asked of her without a second thought. Running the tip of her finger around the edge of her glass, Sam lifted her gaze up to meet Matt's. She raised an eyebrow, leaning forward to give him a better view of her assets. "So," she paused long enough to run her tongue over her bottom lip. "What do you like?" She asked softly, tilting her head to the side. "Tell me what makes you tick, mister."
    April 23rd, 2018 at 09:30pm
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    Matt wasn't entirely surprised when Sam only sipped at her glass of wine. He knew she was used to doing whatever she was asked to do and that the alcohol wasn't necessary but he liked to think that it set a mood. He raised an eyebrow at her when she leaned over the counter, obviously an attempt to show off her cleavage. But he didn't mind. He might prefer to treat the women he hired as more than just an escort but the main reason he hired them in the first place was still sex. And judging from what he could already see, Sam had a phenomenal body. When Sam asked him what he liked, Matt couldn't help but chuckle softly, setting his wine glass down in front of him.

    "What do I like?" he repeated. He raised an eyebrow. "Why don't we go ahead and head up to my bedroom and I'll show you?" He'd always found that it was easier to show his preferences than to tell them. It was also a lot more fun to explore and get to know one another. Taking Sam's wine glass, Matt sat both of them in his sink before he looked at Sam expectantly. "After you," he said, gesturing towards the stairs. As he followed her upstairs, Matt let his gaze drop down to her ass, which he had to say looked amazing in the skirt she was wearing. He normally started things off a little tame so as not to immediately scare off whichever woman he'd hired but if Sam stuck around, eventually he would get a piece of her perky little ass.

    When they reached the bedroom, Matt shut the door behind him before he went over to sit on the bed. "Why don't you give me a little show, Samantha?" he suggested. "Doesn't have to be anything fancy. I probably won't let you finish, anyway." He smirked as he looked at Sam, who for a second, looked taken back by his request. Surely this wasn't the first time she'd been asked to strip? That's all he really wanted. Because while it was nice to be able to undress a woman himself, forcing himself to wait and watch made him antsy and made the main event all that more exciting.
    April 25th, 2018 at 09:39am
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    Sam wouldn't ever admit it to Matt but she was relieved when he offered for them to head up to his bedroom. That would ultimately be where she was most comfortable and at least then, she could focus on what she knew best. It wasn't that she had wanted to know what this was like but there was no leaving the lifestyle now. Try as hard as she wanted to, her so-called 'company' wasn't about to let her go. Not when she had been around for so long that she was one of the more seasoned girls around; others had either been killed or were too far gone to have any aspirations left. That was the one thing that set Sam apart from the other girls; because she still had hopes and dreams that she was trying to fight for.

    Her lips twitched upward in a smirk when Matt motioned for her to start heading up the stairs first. Sam nodded, sucking her bottom lip between her teeth before she turned and did just that. She made sure to accentuate her movements, having no doubt in her mind why Matt had told her to go first.

    She hesitated when Matt asked for a dance. It certainly wasn't the first time but again, it wasn't the first time that Matt had surprised her tonight. Sam was used to being told to simply pull her skirt up or for her clothes to be ripped from her body. Her purse carried a tank top and a pair of leggings always; Sam had been caught in a compromising position once before and she had certainly learned from that. She would never go on a date without a hidden pair of clothes.

    Sawyer her hips from side to side, Sam scrunched the material of her dress in her hands, revealing a bit of her torso as she pulled it up. She let the material drop before turning around, slowly peeling the material from her body and tugging it over her shoulders. She let it drop by her feet, sliding her thumb beneath her bra strap.Teasing it down her arm, Sawyer pulled it back up to her shoulder as she twisted around to face Matt again. Sawyer let her hands drop to her waistline, starting to push her skirt down her legs as her eyes connected with his.
    May 25th, 2018 at 05:12am
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    Matt leaned back on his palms as Sam started her little dance. She still seemed a bit hesitant but she would get over it, likely just as he stepped in to stop her. He would probably let her get down to her underwear, maybe naked, before he took control. But for now, just for a few minutes, he was content to sit back and see what Sam was capable of doing. He smirked as he watched her turn around, now leaning up to rest his elbows on his knees. He let her continue until she'd dropped her skirt to the floor, getting to his feet as she stepped out of the skirt.

    Matt knew that at his full height, he cut an intimidating figure. He often used that to his advantage, mostly in his work but sometimes with the girls he hired. He didn't want to scare the girls but his size and stature made him come across as more dominant, which was exactly what he wanted. And now that she was no longer wearing her heels, Sam was considerably shorter than he was. "I think for tonight I'll keep things simple," Matt said, smirking at her. "Don't want to scare you off just yet."

    Matt nodded at the bed, wordlessly instructing Sam to sit down. He was still fully dressed and that just wouldn't do. His shoes went first and then Matt pulled off his belt, loop by loop, before tugging off his shirt. His jeans could wait, at least for a few minutes. Stepping up to Sam, Matt reached down to run his fingertips along her jaw, gripping her chin in his hand. "Such a nice view of you," he said, smirking down at her. He paused for a short second before he moved his hand down to her shoulder, pressing hard until her back was against the mattress. "This one's pretty good, too."
    May 28th, 2018 at 08:37am
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    Sam was used to being compliant, doing as she was asked because she knew what the outcome could be if she didn't. Not only would Matt be angered and potentially 'punish' her and certainly, if her misbehaving got back to her boss, then there would be more than a little hell to pay. Looking up to Matt, Sam blinked slowly as he spoke. She was admittedly a bit confused when Matt said he would keep things simple. She very nearly asked him why. Matt was paying for her to be here, she wasn't about to disappoint him. It was nearly an insult that Matt thought he needed to be gentle but she wasn't going to say that, if Matt felt the need to play nice then he would be and she simply had to accept that.

    Tilting her head back, Sam braced her hands against the bed as Matt gripped her jaw. She flashed him a shy little smirk as she nodded, already beginning to lay backward once Matt's hand started to move to her shoulder. She bit down on her lip, spreading her legs a bit as her breathe hitched. "Yeah?" Sam prompted, her hand travelling down her torso slowly. This wasn't about her pleasure, not really, but it seemed that men liked when she was turned on, when she was willing and wanting of what was about to happen. Some were rougher, some wanted to think they were being a bit more forceful but Sam had learned how to rea the men she worked with and she thought that Matt was the former. Maybe Matt liked things rough but with the way he had been treating her all evening, Sam thought Matt would ultimately want her a bit more willing than others seemed to.

    "Let me show you something even better," Sam whispered, her eyes trained on Matt's as she inched toward the edge of the bed. Running her tongue over her bottom lip, she couldn't help but smirk as she slid to her knees in front of him. Matt had said he wanted things simple but Sam was here to please, she meant to make Matt happy in whatever way that she could. In whatever way she knew how. Sam ran her hands up his thighs, her fingers toying with the zipper on his jeans. While it was obvious what Sam was aiming for, she didn't want to take it too far. She tilted her head to the side, raising an eyebrow. "May I?" Sam whispered, slowly inching the zipper down in anticipation.
    June 1st, 2018 at 02:28am
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    Matt watched with a smirk as Sam trailed her hand down her torso. Despite how slowly he was moving he was ready to get things started but he didn't mind pausing for this. When she stopped Matt raised his eyebrow, wondering what on earth she was doing. He opened his mouth to tell her to continue but stopped when she spoke again, watching as she slid to her knees. It didn't take much guessing to figure out what her line of thought was and damned if Matt was going to stop her. Simple or not, he wasn't going to turn down a blow job if she wanted to give him one.

    "Go ahead," Matt said. His jeans needed to come off anyway, better for it to be done by her than by him. He kept his gaze on Sam as she finished undoing his zipper but he kept his hands off of her. This was something she'd initiated and he wanted to see what she would do. In his experience, every woman was different when he offered her complete control of the situation. Some balked under the pressure, told Matt that they would rather he be the one in control, either through body language or actual words. But some of them took the inch he gave them and ran with. Those were the women he liked the best; he preferred control but he liked a woman who knew what she wanted. And Sam seemed to be one of those women. At least, that was what Matt hoped.

    [sorry it's short, I can only write so much of Matt's thoughts lmfao]
    June 4th, 2018 at 08:54am