While sex with multiple guys (and the occasional woman) is almost always a primary feature of these stories, they also contain explicit aspects of bondage, S&M, and other general kink.
Sales Lead
With a skeptical look on his face, the guy asked, “What’ll she really do?”
How did I come to be thousands of miles from home, naked and tied up in a palatial top-floor hotel suite, while a ferret-faced little guy named Garvey was being reassured that for the next hour or so I was his willing sex-toy?
Like most of my more unusual adventures, it started with my husband Eric saying, “So, here’s something interesting for you to consider.”
Damon’s company, Roped Up, had hired me a couple of times in the past, as the entertainment at parties they were throwing for their top executives and salespeople, but this time, they had a very different event in mind. The company was attending and exhibiting at what was apparently their industry’s big international trade show. It was only held every two years, and it was their chance to really elevate their business. At least, that’s what Damon had told me, with sincerity and enthusiasm that made it obvious why he’d been a killer salesman before working his way up to CEO.
They wanted me to be a part of their sales strategy. The soft, wet, warm part that would make the dicks of all their horny customers and potential customers feel so good that deals would be made and contracts would be signed.
If all they wanted was pussy and blowjobs for their customers, why not just hire some local talent? Damon had explained that as well. As Damon had put it, “Regular blowjobs are great, but how often do these guys get to pull the girl’s nipples until she screams on their dick?”
They were confident that offering their customers more than just a free fuck would give them a competitive edge. They weren’t wrong. Letting their customers indulge some of their rougher fantasies would certainly make their company stand out.
Eric and I had discussed their request at length, since not only did they want me for several days, but, unlike my Comic-Con adventure with the RPG dudes, this took place in an entirely different country. I’d agreed for three reasons. They had been good clients in the past, Eric would be there to surreptitiously keep an eye on me, and the destination island was a legitimate freaking tropical paradise. Eric and I planned to stick around afterwards and have a true vacation. And, of course, I would get what I loved — the rough treatment from a bunch of strangers that was the actual point of my being in the “business” of party-girl-for-hire.
Garvey here was apparently a major buyer, so while later on I’d be a general inducement to a broader range of Roped Up’s customers, he rated getting a special one-on-one preview.
“Hey, this bitch is here for you to use however you want. What do you want to do with her?” Damon spoke almost lazily, his tone that of a salesman who knows the sale is in the bag, even when the customer himself may not know he’s already hooked.
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