This story continues on from "Scott is blackmailed into porn", but works as a stand-alone story.
Suzie had been looking forward to this all week; peace and quiet with time to play at being a dominatrix. She always took hours to prepare herself, this was half the fun. This evening, she had chosen to wear one of her favourites; a high-necked black PVC mini dress with laced-up sides. She stripped naked, slipped on the dress and breathed in as she pulled up the zip. Suzie loved the feel of the skin-tight PVC on her bare flesh and how the dress hugged her statuesque figure. She knew she looked like a whore and this just added to her arousal. To finish, she chose some 'aggressive' heels and then a whip from her extensive collection.
Now it was time to show off in front of the mirror and pose for some self-timed photographs. This was the problem, she didn't have the courage to take it further. She was prepared to look at clubs on the internet but knew she would never attend one. What she really wanted was a slave, some nubile young boy to whip and humiliate, but contrary to what she read in her BDSM novels they were not easy to find. When she attended Insurance conventions young executives never casually mentioned that they were looking for a quick whipping. This sort of thing never cropped up in conversation. Suzie had considered trying to recruit a slave via the internet, but was worried she would chose a weirdo, her fantasy was some beautiful boy not a balding middle aged guy with a beer gut. She also did not want photographs of her decked out in her PVC finery circulating on the web, they were certain to surface if she ever got the chance of a really high profile job. So Suzie was left with dressing up, watching DVDs and a lot of masturbation - hugely enjoyable but not the real thing.
Suzie's break came from the most unexpected source - WIII.com ('Women in the Insurance Industry'). Suzie went into the website's chatroom to bitch about life/colleagues/men and more to the point catch up on the gossip. She struck up a conversation with a senior female insurance executive from Hartford. After some amusing exchanges the lady (Annabelle) said she was heading for New York for a 'very special date'. She then admitted the date was with a whore and eventually that the date involved whips and fantastic sex. Suzie knew about male escorts, she had used them herself in the past, but the guys were pretty cheesy and not really her thing. It was the word 'whips' that excited her. This was what she had been looking for. The next night she contacted Annabelle again, but this time she got much cooler response. In fact it was a month before Annabelle admitted she had found an agency that provided gorgeous eighteen year old boys who would do anything for her, including taking a good whipping.
Suzie took her dignity seriously but was now prepared to beg for an introduction. Eventually Annabelle agreed, but said the vetting process took time and Suzie should be patient. Suzie was normally patience personified, but now she was checking her WIII account almost on an hourly basis to see if Annabelle had replied. Nothing. The frustration was terrible.
As she had promised, Annabelle had approached Alice Mendoza, to say that she had a friend who wished to become a client of Cartwright and Palmer. The company needed new clients like any other, the difference was it did not wish to receive the attention of the New York City Vice Department. Alice said she had a backlog of applications and she would not really be in a position to interview Suzie for several weeks. As soon as Annabelle left her office Alice rang one of her 'old boys', now with the FBI to check Suzie out. Over the next two weeks Suzie was discreetly tailed, her phone was tapped, her computer hacked and her flat searched. Alice thought she seemed clean but she still wanted to meet Suzie face to face to make a final decision.
Scott waited nervously in the lobby for Suzie. He wore his tightest satin shorts, a white satin shirt and a metal slave collar. This was the first time Scott had been given this duty and he hoped he looked respectful as well as sexy.
The CCTV gave him a fair warning of Suzie's approach and he went to the door to greet her. Suzie looked quietly elegant, dressed casually in jeans and a silk shirt, open at the neck giving more than a hint of her gorgeous cleavage. She hoped she exuded her normal under-stated confidence; but inside she was in turmoil, she was almost suffocating with desire.
There were two chairs arranged in front of Alice's desk and Scott was just about to sit down when he caught Alice's hard stare. He understood and knelt at Suzie's feet, head lowered in the perfect pose of an obedient slave. He listened as the ladies fenced, Alice trying to reassure herself that Suzie was 'on the level', whilst Suzie tried to find out details of exactly what services Cartwright and Palmer offered. Alice was soon reassured, in part because of how Suzie looked at Scott will such ill disguised desire, and she started to open up.
Alice explained, "We really try to get our boys soon after their eighteenth birthday, somehow once a boy gets to about twenty-two he can never adapt to the discipline we require. They have to be pretty and naturally submissive. They have also got to understand what it means to be a slave and more importantly genuinely want to submit and give pleasure to their clients."
Suzie tried to look nonchalant, but her pent up desire meant she could barely trust herself to speak, so she merely nodded as if it was only to be expected.
"Our boys are trained by people with years of experience in the sex industry, so they have technique whilst retaining their youthful enthusiasm. It really is a treat, if you have ever wanted to do anything to a boy, particularly if it involves pain or humiliation, now is your chance."
"So what will one of your boys do?" Suzie kicked herself as soon as she asked the question, where did she think she was? A kindergarten?
But Alice merely smiled, "Well pretty much anything you can imagine and probably quite a lot you can't! Scott will willingly submit to your darkest fantasies. We take pride that our boys are trained so that your visit is a truly liberating experience."
There had clearly been a meeting of the minds and after about forty minutes Alice brought the meeting to an end saying she would contact Suzie if they could offer her membership.
Alice leant back in her chair as Scott escorted Suzie down to reception. She knew many brothels had pretty boys and girls, some as attractive as those working for Cartwright and Palmer, the difference was how well disciplined they were. Her whores would submit to any of the clients' desires, no matter how painful or humiliating. Scott had taken to discipline well, it helped that he really seemed to want to please his clients. Alice knew Scott hated being fucked but despite this would spread his legs whenever required and would squeal with pleasure as he was taken. She also knew he still hated being naked in public but again would drop his knickers and give his cute smile whenever needed. For the first six months she had sold Scott as a 'near virgin'. Women seemed to love his winsome looks, especially if he was stripped down to the skimpiest underwear. He acted as if each date was a voyage of discovery, for which he thanked his client as if it had been a real pleasure to serve them.
Suzie received a hand addressed envelope the next morning. It contained a brief letter from Alice inviting Suzie to become of client, there was also a thick folded cream card with the Cartwright and Palmer logo on the front. Inside it explained the services the firm offered. "Cartwright and Palmer prides itself in sourcing the highest quality slaves on the market today. All our slaves are in perfect health and have been well trained before they are offered for sale. The training involves learning etiquette so our slaves can be perfect escorts at the most exclusive functions, as well as lessons in the most advanced sexual technique for the more private moments. They all speak perfect English, indeed many have college degrees. Some clients enjoy the variety of hiring our boys and girls by the hour at our exclusive club in Bedford-Stuyvesant, Manhattan, others wish to buy a slave at one of our regular auctions. Most slaves are sold in their late teens or early twenties for a period of five years, though the term can be extended. It is a myth that a slave stops feeling pain or humiliation, but if they have been well trained they will accept normal punishments as a natural part of their station in life. With a little effort slave ownership can be a supremely enjoyable and rewarding experience. Owning a slave has never been easier or more cost effective, you are just a phone call away from having a stunning boy or girl at your beck and call, one whose only aim is to give pleasure. Signed Alice Mendoza."
Suzie also received a password for Cartwright and Palmer's secure website, this showed all the boys and girls on offer. The top of each page was pretty standard; the girl or boy's name, their age, statistics, grade, languages spoken, sexual orientation (Suzie noticed all seemed to be bi-sexual) and services offered. Suzie had to 'google' lots of terms to understand these. What was easier to understand were the photographs.
