Chapter 4 Violet
Violet
Iwake up in the same bed I'd fallen asleep in, but at least the shackles are removed.
Well, most of them.
I feel something new, something leather and thick across my neck. My hands reach up and touch the leather, feeling around until I find a padlock in the middle.
Panic fills me, am I wearing a collar? Did he put this on me last night? Did I agree to this?
I already know the answer to the last one, I didn't. I haven't agreed to much since I agreed to the price, I just haven't said no either. I haven't wanted to; I've wanted whatever Adler could dish out.
That alone is so unlike me. I usually have set rules, I know exactly how a night is going to go before we even start. Fuck, I usually never let a customer tie me up unless we're at the brothel and my emergency call button is in my hand.
That button has saved my ass more times than I can count, it alerts all available women and all security that someone needs help. If the button isn't shut off in five minutes, which can only be done by security, the cops are called.
Last night, however, I didn't tell a single soul where I was going. Not my roommate Christy, none of the security at the brothel, and none of the other girls know I am at this man's house.
I take a look around the room, seeing the sun shining in the large windows. I guess I was staying the night with Adler.
I try to sit up, but my body is so sore and so tense that I can't manage to get far. I groan, my hands rubbing the soreness from my body as best as they can, but it's useless. My muscles ache and my holes feel sore and torn.
Was all of that real last night?
I didn't see a monster fucking me but it sure didn't feel human. It felt massive, painful, and intoxicating. My throat feels raw from all the screaming I had done, both from having an insane number of orgasms and from the surprise bite of pain from taking his size.
The only thing stopping me from asking for more is the fact that my body is on fire with aches and pains. That and I don't even know how to calculate how much money this man owes me. He's broken half of the rules I set for myself and us last night.
I trail my hands down to my hips, seeing thick gauze taped over them and feeling even more padding on my back. I lift the tape enough to see gashes in my skin, covered in a thick medicine under the gauze.
My skin burns but not nearly as bad as my abused holes. I'm actually surprised that the open wounds on my body don't hurt very badly, maybe the medicine he put on me has some sort of numbing effect.
The door opens while I'm inspecting myself, seeing the same Adler that had picked me up at the brothel last night.
Only now he's sporting nothing but a pair of plaid pajama pants, letting me see his impressive physique and the outline of his soft cock through his pants.
“You're awake, wonderful.” He says cheerfully.
I can't even decipher how I feel, mad or confused. I'm not even sure how to respond, honestly.
Thankfully it seems as if I don't have to.
Adler moves to sit next to me on the bed, clipping something onto the collar and slightly pulling it.
His hand finds one of my nipples and gives it a sharp pinch until I smack his hand away.
“What are you doing? This was not our arrangement, Adler.” I say sternly.
Adler chuckles, surprising me that his reaction isn't harsh or angry. A situation like this with any other man would have me terrified and him irate that I'm not blindly obeying him. “It's about to be. I have a new arrangement for you. Would you like to hear it?” He asks.
I don't but at the same time, I do. I'm not sure my body could take another fucking like I received last night but I'm also tempted to find out if I could. My traitorous pussy is already clenching around nothing, practically weeping while waiting for his proposal. “Yes.” I say.
A bright smile blooms across Adler's face while his fingers return to my nipples.
I lift my hands to swat him away but he collects both my wrists in one of his large hands and continues to twist, pinch, and pull my nipple between his fingers while he talks.
“Stay with me for a month. Be my pet, my slave. Let me fuck you however and whenever I choose for the month. Do everything I say, and I mean everything. Do this and at the end of the month I will drive you home the day after the full moon.” He explains.
I'm both terrified and turned on. Well, his fingers expertly toying with my nipple isn't helping with that factor.
I open my mouth to answer or at least tell him I can't think while he plays with me, but he speaks first. “I will cover all of your bills for the month.
You will have no outside contact with the world unless I allow it and when it's over you will be paid handsomely.” He states.
I moan at the feeling of his thumb lightly strumming across my nipple, distracting me far too much to consciously consider this. My body feels like it's waking up, desperate for more of what I had last night. I just can't give in to him, not yet at least. “How much?” I stupidly ask.
Adler chuckles, leaning into me until he can suck my neglected nipple into his mouth.
He toys with me for at least a minute, his tongue flicks at me while he lightly sucks on my tender flesh.
It's a welcomed feeling after they'd been neglected last night, he didn't touch my chest once despite me praying he would.
I moan loudly and tip my head back while his tongue flicks over me, driving me slowly to an orgasm without even touching between my legs.
I've never cum this easily in my life. How is this man doing this to me?
Why is my body responding to him so easily?
It's terrifying and arousing at the same time.
I even whine when he pulls his mouth away from my chest. “Let's say $50,000.” He offers.
I think my eyes bug out of my head for a moment. I nod before I even consider how hard this month is going to be.
Adler's face turns serious and his hand slips away from my chest. “Your rules mean nothing if you agree to this. You agreeing to this agrees to anything I want for the month, sexual or not, no exceptions. Do you understand?” He asks more sternly.
I gulp, shaking my head no. What other uses would he have with an escort aside from sex?
“It means if I expect you to sleep beside me, on the floor, or in a kennel, you will do it.
It means I decide what you eat and when you're allowed. I decide what you wear, what you do, and how you behave and you do not question me. You are my pet, my toy. You cum only when I allow it and you give me your entire body and mind for the month.” He explains.
Hesitantly, I nod. I'm terrified but I want to do this. Not just for the money but for the fact that I've never felt a need like this for someone. “You don't even know my name.” I mention.
Adler shrugs, standing up and pulling on the leash until I sit up fully in bed. Pain radiates through my entire bottom half and I'm not so certain I can walk, but we'll see how this goes. “Because your name is not important to me.” He states flatly.
That kind of stings to hear. I know I'm just a sex worker and nobody to him, but still. We're about to be roommates, or whatever this is, for the next month. “Violet Chambers.” I say anyway.