The Steep Cost of Business | Closed

"There are two types of people in this world Harry," the words echoed through the young lads head over and over. Harry had learned the hard way, how accurate the words were. Two types of people, "Those with money, and those without." Harry was one of the latter, he had always been. The bastard son of some poor escort, raped and abused. He'd seen all of the ugliness the Agency had to offer. Behind the classy veneer, and expensive suites, lay a dark secret, a story of abuse and servitude.

Some of the woman who worked as escorts never experienced that darkness, they were the lucky ones. But Harry knew, that as one without money, if someone paid the right price they would be able to do as they wished to him.

Harry sighed as he worked away, cleaning sheets, and the rooms. This was the better parts of his life here, the solitude was good for him, a moment to reflect. The buzzing of his phone, pulled him out of his moment of peace, and Harry checked it, dreading the possibilities. He relaxed somewhat, it wasn't the worst. Tonight, he was needed to drive one of the woman, uptown to a private suite.

As an Agency kid, Harry was trusted more than some. The ones in charge, knew he was broken, but better yet for them, he had literally no where else to go, and knew no other life. His mother had died giving birth, and his father was a John, who had no interest in him.

@ A Drop On the Window
Nikki was wearing a dress she knew would most likely be ruined by morning. She was shaking already. Every time she got the call she threw up because she feared this would be the time be actually kills her. All of her clients male or female were kind and treated her so well. She was a prize to them, one that they took good care of but she had one client that wanted what she was most afraid to give, submission, bondage and blood. He wanted her scared and he loved to hit her. It wasn't uncommon for her not to be able to take clients for at least a week after this one john. The agency wouldn't let her out of her contract with him. In fact they had threatened if she crewed up with him that they would cancel her other clients and her debts would crush her and she would have to reduce herself to a simple whore on the streets where the johns had no class. They said that he paid too well, was too well connected to refuse and that the only one he wanted was her.

Nikki looked up as the car pulled up and she walked forward in her heels and slipped into the seat. she looked at the box on the seat knowing what was inside and the careful composure fell as she raddled the back seat with her shaking. She bit her lip and closed her eyes her breath coming out too fast. She only had to get through tonight and she would be fine. Nikki closed her eyes and let out the breath and didn't breath in for a little too long. She sighed as her breath came back and she was more steady.

Nikki looked up at the rearview mirror seeing piercing hard eyes looking at her. She couldn't tell if it was pity or knowing or something else. She said nothing and looked away. Normally she would snap them back into their position after all she was a prized escort but tonight... tonight she was was nothing. Nikki used the ride to compose herself.

Once they were almost there she opened the box and pulled out the collar. It was the same collar every time and from a leash to having her hands strapped behind her back and more, the collar had enough loops for him to do anything he wanted and he continuously found new ways to torcher her but recently it has been getting worse. It wasn't just the physical abuse either it was how he called her names and made her say things about herself that degraded herself. He fucked every part of her even her mind. She was pretty sure fear play would be coming and that she would be sure she was going to die and then one day he would take the leap and actually kill her. She pulled the collar on and locked it something in her eyes draining, hope, life, fight or maybe all of it.

Harry waited patiently for the escort, and didn't speak when she climbed into the car. He wasn't really permitted to talk to them, and only really knew them by their looks. This one a dirty blonde, with blue eyes, seemed so nervous for these trips. His guess, she wasn't used to violent Johns, and was scared about what would happen.

He stayed stoic behind the wheel, and drive through the streets. Keeping to all the traffic laws, and being mindful not to bring attention to the vehicle. Discretion was one of the things the Agency sold themselves on.

Harry pulled into the hotel parking lot, and found a spot. He looked in the back mirror, as the girl put a collar on herself. He watched her fingers shiver and struggle with it, nerves he guessed. He climbed out of the car and straightened his suit, it wasn't fancy, and it wasn't actually his; but he looked the part of a bodyguard or security.

He opened the back door, "Coat on, collar up, lets not make it obvious," he said lightly. He helped her out of the vehicle, "He paid for the night again, so I'll be back in the morning," he said monotone.

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@ A Drop On the Window
When Nikki stepped out of the vehicle the shaking nervous girl was gone. She was cool confident and her presence demanded to be acknowledged. When the man spoke she looked up at him. "What is your name?" she asked him. It as as if no one had ever asked him his name before and she knew that she hadn't but today she wanted to know. He was going to see her in the most vulnerable state tomorrow morning and she wanted to know his name.

As Nikki waited she slipped her jacket on over her form fitting dress that showed just a little of the tops of her breasts, just a tease to make them all look. She wrapped the belt across her waist and looped it simply popping the collar. She looked back up at him the force of her blue eyes focusing fully on him. Her eyes held no emotions and her face revealed nothing. Once he answered with his name her lip curled up at the corner. "Well Harry I want to be very clear about something. This is a john that comes around for me often enough I know what I am getting into and tomorrow morning..." her eyes were suddenly like bottomless pools someone could get lost in. "Be very careful with me for it's not my body he really tries to break." she said and then looked away taking a breath and moving towards the door her hips swaying her her heels clicked.

Nikki didn't know why she had said it. He didn't even know her name and yet she had told him so much about her than anyone in the business knew and tomorrow morning he would see her at her worst. She had had other agent lackeys that have picked her the night after this john and then they refused to do so again one even left the business entirely but though Harry had driven her before she couldn't remember a time he had picked her up after an overnight stay with this John. Maybe a couple hour stay and he had listened to her sob on the way home but she had been able to walk away herself, tomorrow she would be able to walk. Nikki moved into the building feeling Harry move like a shadow with her and she was very much aware of how this looked to anyone outside like the man behind her was below her station but that was her illusion, that she was high profiled and classy.

After everything was sorted Nikki stood at the door and looked up at Harry. He was quite a looker but then the agency would expect no less. "Goodnight Harry." she said and smiled at him before she walked into the room. She closed the door behind her and turned to the man she had been dreading. Upon command she slipped her jacket off. She knew he was pleased to see the collar and at this point he would normally make her crawl to him so they could begin with him fucking her face. He loved to see her mascara run and wouldn't look at her face until she was gagging on his cock.

Harry kept solemn and stoic, not giving any indication of his emotions. He was good at hiding things at this point. He knew what these kind of clients were like, they were the only clients he ever got to see, and worse than that. There wasn't a rule about breaking him to the point of not seeing his next client.

Harry led her up through the hotel staying close to her, to continue to sell the illusion. He nodded and turned as she said "Goodnight" once she reached the room. He headed back down to the car, where he would wait, unless someone wanted him for some other task overnight.

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Charles was successful, and hid his perversions well. To the outside world, he was a classy successful, attractive businessman. A select few people knew the truth, he loved demeaning women, where ever he went. Tonight however was special, in this city he had found one that he liked enough to keep using. He had to pay, ridiculously for her, but she wasn't used to violent mean johns which made it more enjoyable for him to try break her.

He walked to the door, and opened it to see her blond hair, and blue eyes. "You're late," he snapped as he turned his back and walked across the room. "On your knees like a good pet," he ordered. He loosened his pants, ready for her once she'd made it to him

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Nikki said nothing as he told her she was late, she wasn't but it gave him an excuse to punish her. She moved to she floor positioning herself so if he tossed her aside she wouldn't hit anything sharp. She sat on her knees listening to him unbuckling his pants. It wasn't that he was unattractive, quite the opposite he was very toned and had all the right features and his cock was large but he liked the violence and the degrading. It was what he got off on. Nikki looked up at him as he freed his cock in front of her face and then smacked her cheek with it then smacked her other cheek with his hand before he growled out another order. Nikki wished she could understand what made him this way then maybe she could bare it but she had no explanation other than he got off on her pain. She knew the words he would want her to say as he wanted it that way all the time. She wasn't human to him, she was a fuck toy, a dirty slut and he loved to remind her when she was begging for him to stop that she was his cum dump and if she didn't shut up he would continue tomorrow with her as well. Every moment with him was a gamble and she had to stay focused or she could end up in a world of hurt. She had to at least focus so she knew what pain was coming next.

Charles slapped her hard, before he rammed his cock into her mouth. "You're here for my pleasure," he spat. He began to thrust into her mouth, "You don't speak unless asked to," he commented. He continued to fuck her deeply in the mouth, hitting the back of her throat. He stared down at her, seeing her collar, "at least you managed to put it on properly this time," he said.

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Nikki whimpered as thrust into her mouth. She hadn't spoken but he didn't need an actual reason to be cruel. It was all a part of the mind games. As his hand moved into her hair stilling her so he could thrust his hips into her face pushing his cock into her throat. She gagged spit slipping from her mouth as tears ran down her cheeks. It was the only ting she could do to get any mercy was try to please him, try to anticipate what he wanted and make sure she did it right. Nikki gasped for air as he pulled out and she looked up at him before he thrust back into her mouth. She was pretty sure next time he would request she show up naked with the way he glared at her dress like if he intimidated it enough that it would slither off her body at his command.

Charles worked her mouth, staring at her. His glare intense and wanting. He pulled a knife from his desk, and flipped it open. He smacked her across the face with the back of his hand. "You have no sense of taste, or style," he growled. "That dress is hideous," he said. He handed her the knife, "remove it for me, destroy it," he ordered

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Nikki took the knife and stood and grabbed a handful of fabric in her hands slicing the knife through it. She knew he did this hoping she would cut herself. She was trying to be careful but he was rushing her. She ripped along the dress and then used the knife again at the top. She hissed as it scraped her breast. She managed to get the dress cut off her and she took it off letting the ruined fabric sit on the floor. Part of her wanted to hold onto the knife but that would just start a cat and mouse game and then he would beat her once he caught her even though he loved the game his prize for catching her was to beat her. Nikki stood there in her undergarments waiting for his next orders. The small cut on her breast trickled blood down and pressing to the cup of her bra staining the lace red.

Charles smirked as she shakily cut at the dress, "pathetic," he growled. He slapped her again, as he took the blade back. "Much better, at least you look good in lingerie," he snapped. He moved across the room, and sat on the edge of the bed, "come over and suck me," he said annoyed that she was still sat on the floor by his desk.

Charles was hard, and enjoying testing her, it was how he always started. He watched as blood slowly trickled down her breast, it was almost intoxicating.

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@ A Drop On the Window
Nikki went to move and he stopped her telling her to crawl. She swallowed and moved to the floor and crawled over to him. She ran her hands up his legs and dragged his pants and boxers off watching his hug cock spring free. She moved between his legs and licked his shaft as her hand held him. She moved up and moved her mouth over his cock not waisting time and moving him deep into her mouth. She got him nice and wet with her mouth before she moved her hand over his cock as he mouth moved down the tender side of his cock and to his balls licking them focusing on the sensitive parts as she looked up at him. Once she had payed good attention to his balls she moved her mouth back over his cock bobbing quickly knowing if she didn't and if she didn't keep sucking her lips tight around him she would be punished for being sloppy and lazy. He still might depending on his mood. Nikki looked up at him as her mouth worked over him seeing he was about to move onto his next phase here soon. He would toss her from him and hit her a few times before clamping her neck in his strong hand and pushing her against a wall. He would limit her breathing as he would finger her, not to get her wet but to invade her and try to fit every finger inside of her until she scraped at his hand and cried out. He would let her crumble to the floor as he went to get his toys. To prepare for it she tried to think of all the things that made her wet. If she was wet it would help with the friction and he liked it when his cruelty made her wet like it validated his twisted game.

Charles smirked at her, enjoying her attention on his cock. He smirked pulling back, "get up," he snapped. He grabbed her by the collar lifting her to her feet, and then onto her tip toes. "A dirty whore like you, gets wet from being abused don't you," he said. He moved his hand down to her panties, "and what do I do to dirty whores?" he asked her as his fingers teased at her panties.

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@ A Drop On the Window
Nikki felt him lift her at the collar and then wrap his hand around her neck as he pushed her into the wall so her feet barely touched the ground. She whimpered as his hand moved down to her panties feeling her wetness through her panties. She held onto his wrist that held her up as he ripped her panties off and slapped her pussy. He snapped at her to answer his question and she knew what he wanted her to say. "You turn whores into our fuck toys Sir." she said around his hand on her throat. He seemed pleased with the answer before he thrust the first finger up into her using his middle finger. He wasn't soft he pumped his finger in and out fast until her body started to respond and produced more wetness. He added another finger squeezing tighter on her neck as he got excited watching her pussy take his fingers. He went right to the four fingers pumping her until his hand could fit inside of her. Nikki squeaked her nails digging into his hand on her neck. His name calling and the way he told her how dirty and what a slut she was made her feel dirty here with him. He bed he could fit multiple cocks in her at once and said one day he would have to throw a party and make her the entertainment for the night. That was something new. He normally didn't spend a lot of time in this city but tonight he seemed to be celebrating something. He threw her to the floor and ripped her bra off his hands rough on her skin as he pulled at her and twisted her nipples. He was straddling over her arms she was immobilized for what ever his wicked plan was. He liked to make her squirm so maybe he would beat her now or maybe he was going to do something else. Nikki watched as his thumb smudged the blood from her cut over her breast and he thrust his finger down her throat telling her to taste herself.

Charles chuckled cruelly at her response. "And my fuck toys do as they're told don't they," he remarked. He moved her to the bed, tossing her onto it. He looked down at her as his cock dangled just above her breasts as he knelt over her. "How do you want me to use you?" he asked her. He twisted her nipple harder and slapped her.

He looked down at her, "tell me, what are you?" he asked again louder. He wanted her to admit it, admit that she was nothing but his filthy play thing.

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@ A Drop On the Window
"Yes Sir." she knew disobedience would only make it worse, he love punishment and it was always cruel. Nikki gasped and then whimpered as he used her body as he liked. He asked how she wanted it. The question was a trick. No matter what she said he was going to do what he wanted. "I want you to fuck me dirty Sir." she answered. His hard eyes made her squirm and she flinched as he yelled. "I am your slutty fuck toy to use for your pleasure and your cum dump to hold your cum Sir." she said the words made her mouth feel vile and bitter like she wanted to throw up just saying them. It wasn't the words as what he was going to do to her now that he had them. It was like his verbal permission to use her as an object, a slave.

Charles nodded, "that's right," he said. He smacked her again, as he pulled her arms behind her, tying them together. He smacked her arse hard. He wanted to be inside of her, her submission and whimpering having turned him on. Once she was tied up, he flipped her onto her back, her pussy open in front of him, just like her breasts. He lent in sucking her breast gently. This is when he would shift to being gentle, with her, loving. Until he felt it was time to punish her again, it was all part of his method to break her.

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@ A Drop On the Window
Nikki gasped as his smack hit her again. She was sore already and her body yielded to his demands. she felt him put the cuffs on and latch her in. She laid back into the pillows and closed her eyes as his lips moved over her breast as her legs leaned open so he could see her pussy. His mouth was tender and knew that it was just a matter of time before that ended but it was the when that scared her. She could feel his hard against her wet pussy as his mouth teased over her skin.

Charles moaned gently, his cock already wanting to feel the wetness of her. He looked down at her as he slid himself into her waiting pussy. "So fragile, and delicate," he said gently. He brushed a hair out of her face, "I could break you so easily, my toy," he said. "Why is it that I don't?" he asked her

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