Bella's Bunnies: Becoming a Bunny

MxF

POV: Female

This story contains light BDSM

PSA: This story follows a storyline, it's not just smut. If you're looking for just smut this is not the series for you.

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"Sarah, why do you want to be a Bunny at Bella's Bunnies?" Bella asked. My stomach flopped at the question. I didn't want anyone to know about my family's financial struggle, but Megan, my best friend, told me I had to tell Bella everything to show her my dedication, to show I had everything to lose as she did if I Bella's Bunnies went under.

I took a deep breath in and out before finally ripping off the bandaid, "My father got laid off & is struggling to pay for my schooling & our bills. My mother's breast cancer came back & we cant pay for her medication or chemotherapy. He doesn't know I know, but I want to help him as much as I can so we dont have to lose my childhood home." My heart was hammering against my chest. Saying everything out loud made me realize just how bad everything was. I knew it was bad which is why I applied to become an escort at Bella's Bunnies, but saying it out loud made everything sink in.

God this is really happening

"I'm so sorry to hear about your family's struggles. I understand why you came to me sweetheart." She put her hand over mine with a sympathetic expression. "All my girls do this because they need to take care of their family. I do this to take care of my family, so if anyone understands it's us." My heart rate slowed, I took a deep breath & realize that I have been crying. She took her hand off of mine & changed her focus to her laptop. "The job is yours. Saturday night you will go through a trial run with one of our regulars. He will show you the ropes & help you know how to accommodate each guy with similar, yet different needs. Whats your bunny name going to be?"

"Scarlet," I said with confidence. I stayed up all night, trying to think of a name.

"Sticking with the S's, I like it," Bella said with a smile as she typed away in her laptop. "I will text you the address, where your trial run will be. All bunnies must where a black lingerie set & black heels, unless otherwise specified by the client. Always cover up with a black mini dress & a coat of some sort. Understand?"

"Yes, I will go to the mall tomorrow to buy everything I need," I reply.

"You'll do great," Bella smiles.

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| Hyatt Hotel on Green St, Room 410

I pull in to Hyatt Hotel & double check the text to remind myself the room number before going in. The lobby is empty except for the receptionist, the only sound being my black heels clicking on the tile floor. My heart is pounding as I get closer to the elevator.

What am I doing? I'm about to have sex with a complete stranger for money. By doing this I am becoming a whore, literally. I look back at the front doors unsure if I should just leave, but all I can think about is my family & my future. I need to do this. I take a deep breath & press the button to call the elevator.

As I get to floor four I realize it just contains two luxury penthouses. The door to room 410 was cracked, so I walked in and turned around to shut the door.

"Stay there, don't turn around," The male voice said, deep & rich. I stay facing the door wanting to obey. My heart is racing a thousand miles a minute. "Take off your coat." His demanding tone sent a shiver down my spine making me obey without question; I slide my coat off & it drops to the floor. His voice sounds familiar but I can't seem to place it. He walks up to me & smacks my ass, then he grabs my hair & pulls, which makes me gasp. I am now looking up, my mouth slightly ajar.

"Have you ever been dominated before," He whispers in my ear. For some reason then, I recognize his voice. I didn't answer fast enough so he tugs on my hair again which makes me gasp. "This is when you answer slut." A tingle skitters down my spine & straight to my core.

"N-no sir," I stammer. I really hope this isn't who I think it is.

I feel his grin as he whispers, "We're gonna have some fun." He lets go of my hair & backs up a bit. "Turn around." I slowly turn around, meeting his eyes, confirming my suspicions. This is my dad's best friend, Mark.

His grin falls into a confused frown, "Sarah?" That demanding deep tone is now gone.

I walk towards him quickly, "Please dont tell my dad. I will do anything. Just don't tell him. Please Mark. He can't know. Oh my god I'm completely mortified that you are the-" My rambling is cut off by his hand tightly around my throat.

"Shut. Up. I need to think." That demanding tone and deep voice was back, along with a dominating look in his eyes I couldn't see before. He lets go of me and takes a deep breath. "I'm sorry darling, when I'm in this headspace its hard to snap out of it." He pinches the bridge of his nose, his eyes closed. I admire his torso I haven't had a chance to look at. Mark is a very attractive man, he always has been. The tattoos that wrap around his toned biceps and snake down his torso to his soft six pack. He opens his eyes, looking me up and down with a sad expression. I know he knows about what my family is going through. "Come on, let's talk," He says gesturing towards the couch.

"No," I state. He looks at me with a confused expression, that dominating look in his eyes peeking through. "I dont want to talk. I need to do this and if you won't teach me I will tell your wife about this little endeavor." I was bluffing of course, but he doesn't know that. A deep rumbling laugh comes out of him and that dark dominating look is back full force. He walks towards me, with a wicked grin, so fast I don't have time to react & grabs my hair pulling it down to force me to look up at him.

"You think you can black mail me, darling? My wife arranged this for me the first time I ever started seeing any of Bella's girls. So try again." When he slightly loosens the grip on my hair I fall to my knees.

"Please Mark, I'm desperate. Please just teach me," I beg hoping that will flip the dom switch in his brain.

"Sarah, I've known you since you were a kid I can't be like this around you. It's inappropriate, how I just treated you was inappropriate," He says.

"Please Mark, you will never have to see me in this situation again if you just teach me. Pleeeaaassseeee," I drag out the last please hoping to convince him. He's silent for a moment, contemplating. He takes a deep breath, mumbling something that sounded like "I can't believe I'm in this situation."

"I'll be a good girl, I promise," I purred seductively, smiling innocently at him. I have seduced plenty of frat guys in college, but Mark is way smarter than frat guys so It's going to take some effort.

"Don't do that," He growls.

"Please, Mark. It's just one time," I plead as I stand up.

"Sarah, How am I supposed to look at you or your father in the face when we are at dinner?" We always have a weekly dinner with Mark & his wife.

"Who's Sarah? My name is Scarlet, this is just like any other session. Now how would you like to start today, sir?" I respond, trying to pretend to be someone else for a moment. I look at him with pleading eyes hoping he would go along with it. 

He stays silent for a beat before demanding, "Get back on your knees." I drop to my knees again eager to get this trial run over with. He doesn't look at me for a moment. Then he looks down, lifting my chin, he grazes his thumb over my lips. His eyes darken as the deep demanding tone comes back in his voice, "Pull out my cock." I unbuckled his belt and unzip his pants as he grabs my hair, I pull out his cock and almost gasp at the size of it. It's bigger than anyone I've been with before, which is something I'm going to have to get used to in this line of work.

He pushes my face towards his cock, I take him in my mouth and start bobbing my head trying to take in as much of him as I can, then stroking the rest of it with my hand. I look up at him as I increase my speed. He grips my hair tighter & shoves the rest of his cock down my throat, I gag around it as my eyes begin to water. He pulls out and I gasp or air before he thrusts back into my mouth, I hear him moan as he thrusts faster making my pussy flutter. I gag as his balls slap my chin over and over. He pulls out and yanks me to my feet by my hair.

"Take off your dress & sit on the bed." He smacks my ass as I move past him towards the bed. I take off my dress and sit at the edge of the bed. He takes off his pants & walks over to me; he wraps his hand around my throat & starts kissing me, with his other hand he unhooks my bra. I slip off my bra as his tongue slips into my mouth. Fuck, he is such a good kisser. He tightens his grip on my throat & he pinches my nipple making me moan into his mouth. He bites my bottom lip before pulling away. "Lie back," he whispers as he lets go of my throat. I lie down, my legs still hanging off the side of the bed, as he gets on his knees.

"Most of these men won't care if you climax or not," He explains as he starts taking off my black lace underwear. "But I take care of my girls." Once my underwear hits the floor, he spreads my legs, he rubs my clit with his thumb and rubs it down my slit causing me to shutter. "Fuck, you're already wet for me." A small moan escapes me as he pushes his thumb inside me. He removes his hand & licks my pussy from my entrance up, stopping to suck on my clit. 

"Fuck," I moan breathlessly as he bites my clit. Two fingers slide inside of me, pumping hard and fast, continuing to torture my clit. He teases my nipple with his other hand, I moan loudly as I arch my back getting closer to my climax. Right when I'm about to cum his hand disappears and he stands up, lifting my legs, then thrusts his cock inside me. He spreads my legs wider as he fucks me harder. I grip the sheets, moaning not being able to hold back. "Oh my god, I'm gonna cum." As the words leave my mouth he pulls out. 

"Turn over, ass up," He demands and I obey. He lines his cock up with my entrance and pulls my hair. "If you want to cum darling you have to beg for it." He teases my entrance with the tip of his dick, making me shutter.

"Please fuck me," I whisper.

"Oh darling, you can do better than that." He reaches around and starts rubbing my clit.

"Oh god, Please Fuck Me Mark! Please Fuck Me, I need to cum," I beg. He pushes my head to the mattress as he slams into me, pounding my pussy. "Yes Mark, Fuck Me Fuck Me Fuck Me," I scream as I grip the sheets. He smacks my ass as he slows his speed, he starts to pull out but rams his cock back into me. He rams his cock into me over and over and over. As he rams into me one last time I explode. I moan loudly as he speeds up again.

He pulls out, "Turn Around, NOW!" I quickly turn around then he strokes his dick, shooting five thick strands of cum on my face.

As he comes down from the high I see guilt settle into his expression. He grabs a towel & helps me clean up. He barely looks at me as I get dressed. I walk up to him and lightly caress his arm.

"Mark, look at me," I say softly and he looks at me like he just killed my dog. "Thank you and please don't look at me like that."

"Sarah, we just..." He looks away then looks back at me. "I liked it a lot."

"Isn't that a good thing? That means I did good, right?"

"You did amazing darling, but your dad is my best friend. I can't help but feel like I betrayed him." My heart flutters at the fact that he said I did amazing.

"Really? I did good? I was really nervous & kind of insecure," I say blushing.

He smiles at me brushing a strand of my hair behind my ear, "Darling, just relax be yourself, listen to what they tell you to do, be sexy, & enjoy yourself."

"Please don't feel bad, Mark. You know why I have to do this. To be honest, I'm glad you were my trial run. I feel safe with you, so again thank you," I say as I turn to leave. I bend down to grab my coat by the front door, making sure he has a full view of my pussy before leaving the room.