Author's pov :
It was a trend in the pleasure circles, these days. There was a hush hush about the BDSM agent. He was a real estate agent in the real world. All the members in the fetish clubs, erotic dens, adult bars were all looking for him.
The agent called his clients to show them the new apartments and played, tortured and fucked them up with all the toys and plays possibly which could be used. He was a Dom most of the submissive craved for.
He started that when he was wanting to abuse women, but his treatment and services became a craze and people hunted for him. And eventually he coined a code word for that special service as "The penthouse".
Those who asked for "penthouse" knew his treatment and particularly asked for it. He not only got huge profits for showing and selling properties but started gaining wealth because of his pent house service.
There were times when he looked at a few clients and if aroused he tortured them and abused them until his satisfaction. He termed that as "The Condo" as a code word.
None of his preys ever complained to anyone or even the police or any authorities as they were equally reponsible for the erotic acts and submitted themsleves to the pleasure and his services.
His secret penthouse services allowed them to enjoy the sexual acts and still hide from the society of visiting a strip club, hiring a whore or visiting a brothel. It was kept a secret forever and their dignity wasn't hampered. That was one main reason people wanted access to his secret penthouse service.
One such craving soul was Jimi. She was so aroused reading the scandals over the sex club magazine. The tricks the agent used on many of her known sex club partners had kept her lusting for this mysterious man.
Sometimes she craved to get fucked up by that my man, sometimes she wished if she could teach him a lesson not to abuse his clients or sensually harass them. But she wanted to meet him once and feel the experience first hand.
Finally Jimi had got an opportunity. She got the contact from a friend who was duped for looking at the new property and was fucked up really hard. She called the agent looking for a new adventure.
When Jimi called on that number, she heard a deep, groggy voice, and that voice was enough to keep every pussy throbbing for this man who mysteriously but with utmost pleasure would fuck up with his clients.
This time Jimi inquired for a new property to be taken, particularly asking for the Penthouse. She anticipated that the mysterious man would harass her and make her cum and squirt like the slut she was. Both of them agreed to meet up at a given location.
He introduced himself as Shawn and by his talk she could understand that he was a very patient, calm, wise, well learnt man in his 30s. He knew many things in different sectors. He seemed a little savage to begin with.
Jimi was 25 and ready all the time, kind of nymphomaniac that she was. She was fun, shy, sex addict, multi talented, caring, hadworking, flirtatious and extremely sexy as well.
The agent was the one who was played this time and Jimi knew exactly what she was going to do with that mysterious man and teach him a lesson instead of just being his play toy.
Shawn's pov:
As I had got the call from the new client, I was thrilled listening to her voice. She seemed desperate to meet me in person and wanted to look at the property as easily as possible, specifically mentioning the Penthouse.
She introduced herself as Jimi, a new co-partner at the "Magnate Cafe". A young entrepreneur at the age of 25 and as per her documents sent to me with a little passport size photo she was cute, charming, and sexy.
She had tiny eyes like mine. Fair complexion, and fuller pouty lips. I had to porbe more into her and see her social media profiles. She was one adventurous young woman I felt.
Her body was sexy, well crafted like an art. She was multifaceted. Apart from the Cafe she was into dance. That had kept her body toned, flexible, amazingly well and shapely.
My intuition was never wrong, this time I felt she was interested in the treatment I give my clients rather than the property she wanted to look at. I was ready for such a damsel in need anytime.
I was not the one who would keep my clients waiting, be it for the property they wanted to look at or the property I wanted to look at. I would always give the best of services they wouldn't forget.
I had a villa key from a customer because he was away and I needed to check in there. It was a lavish home with fully furnished interiors. I invited Jimi there, I thought we should meet there, we would be undisturbed.
I reached earlier, saw through the place and kept it clean for my new prey. Mainly the room. She was anticipating the same treatment I offer secretly to the clients, or so I had a hunch. When the car honked I looked down the window from the first floor.
Jimi stood there nervously in front of the address I had sent, a slight doubt overcame her as she wanted to ring the bell, but before she could ring the doorbell I opened the door for her. I darted my eyes to all the details her body was showing off.
Jimi was dressed in her sultry best. She was a crossover between a sexy lady and a slut. (reference picture)
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She was in white dress upto her mid thighs. I could clearly see her beautiful cleavage and erect nipples poking through the white fabric. Her free flow dress showed her plump ass and toned thighs.
She had subtle makeup on. With her pouty lips with nude color. I wished she was nude under me, and soon she would be. She was braless and pantyless. So needy she was. A prey walked over to the trap herself, I thought.
I smirked Checking her out hungrily. I couldn't take my eyes off her. I pulled her in, closed the door behind and kissed her hard. It was a hungry kiss, I couldn't stop pressing hard and rough biting and nibbling her luscious lips.
What amazed me was she matched my energy and lust as she responded with an equal lust and need. After I saw her profile and now that the same seductress is in front of me to make my cock happy I had all the pleasures planned for her.
From then on she became more relaxed. I didn't bother with many words, but kissed her while I helped her out of her looking around the house. Leading her to the dining area.
I out of habit ask her "do you like the house? Do you want to see more?. Her answer got me to the action in a jiffy. She replied "we can look at the house once we are done looking at the penthouse" I was hooked on to her at that line.
Was she desperate or curious? Was she lusty or dark minded? All sorts of questions raged in my mind. The treatment I give is also mind oriented, the more they are unaware they enjoy the more. Here it feels different.
Then I took off her big bag and heels and pushed her to the dining table. I laid her on her back on the table and stood next to her and kissed her neck and upper body.
Her skin was flawless, fair, and her smell filled my mind. I was so turned on. I kept nibbling at her chest and made several marks for her ro carry back with her. Her erect nipples were gorgeous.
I looked into her eyes and sucked them hard. She hissed and closed her eyes in pleasure. I kept biting them and swirled my tongue in circles around her areolas. She arched her back giving me more flesh.
She didn't push me off. She wanted it more as she held the back of my head and pulled me closer to her body and responded the same way. I could feel her soft body under me and the warmth of her skin was making me go wild.
Then I pulled her arms over her head, tied them together with a rope and attached them to the head of the table. Then I took out a long pair of scissors and cut off her white dress. She looked at me with her eyes fluttering like a doe.
I pushed her thighs apart and looked at her naked body all served on this dining table for my sex to relish and eat out as my will. I knew she was one delicious meal I would never forget.
Her poking nipples pointing towards my lips. Her fair milky skin asked me to nibble, suck, lick, bite and press as hard. Her curves screamed she needed the warmth of my body.
Her eyes wandered all over the room, glancing at me now and then. Her wet lips shivering and half open showing she wanted something more from me. Ohhhh! she was such a beauty trapped under my carnal desires.
Importantly her wide opened glistening flower, asking me to smell her fragrance, suck the nectar, and nibble at her petals and crush it into folds. Her pink nub asked me to swirl my tongue around and let her moan asking for more. Her deep hole, already clenching, asking me to touch and feel the depth it can offer.
I locked my eyes with hers and moved down, smelled her fragrance and it showed so much sex. I slowly moved closer, started licking her pussy, she moaned in pleasure and tugged at her bonds squirming under me.
She was unsettling, so I let go of her to get more ropes and tied her left ankle to her left thigh and I did the same with her right ankle. Her thighs were tied up and wide open now.
I opened her vertical lips again and clamped her labia to keep her wide open for me. She let out a sinful moan... aagaggh. That sound made me a little crazy, I must say.
So her pleasure craving was pretty common for me. I got a sleeping mask which I put over her eyes so that she couldn't see what else I had prepared to pamper or torment her.
Jimi's pov:
He smelled so good. His rough veiny hands over my soft skin were engraving lust into my body. As he closed my eyes with the sleeping mask, my mind was more on to what he would do next.
My senses felt more active than before. My bare body on the dining table with cold air softly brushing my skin. My hands and legs were tightly held up with some rope which was gripping, causing bruises over my skin.