This chapter will jump around in time a bit to concentrate on one of Hadley's clients and their relationship. Subsequent chapters may overlap in time with this.
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I spent my long weekend at home with my parents and Gemma. It was great to see all three of them, and I knew Gemma would be a lifelong friend, and an amazing sexual partner, but the adoration and puppy love for her had slipped. My thoughts carried back to Hank every time I found myself day dreaming.
When I got back to my domicile on Monday, and spent my first day going to classes, I was able to throw myself into my education, without my thoughts drifting. By 1 in the afternoon I was back in my room showered, and ready for clients. This became my daily routine.
The male clients tended to have to different patterns of using their daily credits. One group seemed to go to a new worker from the same building each time, until they'd checked off every woman, then move to the next building. Their credits worked at any building in any brothel district in the Americas. Our brothel district had 10,000 female sex workers.
The second group, were guys who were looking for repeat visitation. This could be for individual kinks and tastes to be met, or they enjoyed familiarity.
For my first couple weeks, I had a fair amount of the first type. I didn't mind this, they weren't often good lovers, but then again I never had to see them again.
The repeat visitors, were more of a mixed bag. There were a fair amount of sweet men who wanted to connect as well as cum, and they weren't great lovers either, but they were more likely to go down on me. Then there were the repeats who wanted a specific thing every time. One guy was only wanting me to rim until he came in my hair, another had a huge cock and wanted me to deepthroat, and when I showed some promise he came back to give me an opportunity to practice.
No one was Hank, and that was ok. Hank and I messaged most nights, but he was busy with work, and I was usually too tired to have him come over.
By my one month working, I had more than 200 unique cocks. Our stats were monitored by appointment, and I could pull them up at any time. 100 cocks, 150 appointments. There wer a lot of stats, and they would help build my resume depending on the job I wanted after leaving the corps.
I had managed to get George from laundry to use a credit so his cock was on my stats, but there was an understanding with the laundry crew that we got better service if they didnt have to use their credits. So I had let him use my mouth and finish on my face a few times.
We had mandatory beautician days, once a week to keep us bald and bleached with perfect nails. I was able to schedule mine witth Gemma, which made it a fun catch up, then she'd come back and spend the night at my domicile on those nights.
Once a week, we had an hour with one of our buildin's therapists. This was to ease the transition into SWC but also because there would inevitably be stresses with clients. They were the only person who we could talk about clients and their proclivities specifically with. Otherwise we could be kicked out of the corps, lose citizenship even after it had been attained.
I also had seen Daisy around a decent amount, at the gym, at the spa, and she and I were getting along. She had seemed so cruel, then so kind, and she was an enigma to me.
A few days after my month had passed, I got out of class, showered and wad checking my booking software, and saw that I had a three hour appointment setup. He had requested some toys, which a building attendant would deliver the necessary goods. I was also expected to have a buttplug in before he arrived, and dress in a crotchless, titless vinyl outfit and heels.
I liked the look he had picked for me, and was excited. I picked a plug that matched my outfit, unfortunately the metal plug with the black circle base was the biggest, and most uncomfortable but I knew it was the one to wear.
Susie, a long skinny woman with no shape to her, brought up a bag of things for my appointment. She looked me up and down, and I knew she wanted to fuck me.
"Can I come back to clean you up when he's done?" She asked.
I nodded and smiled, "of course, sweety."
The door closed and opened the bag. I wasn't sure what a couple things were.
A couple minutes later, there was a knock on the door. I opened it, and the most handsome man that I had ever seen was there. He was forty, with a slightly graying scruff beard, blue eyes, and muscular. He wore a suit, and a wedding ring.
"Hello," I said my voice quivering, it sounded so immature and young to me in the moment.
"Hello," he stepped in, and said "I am Derrick."
"I'm Hadley."
"It's nice to meet you Hadley." He kissed me on the cheek in a greeting manner. "I have sent you some instructions, on what I would like you to do for me. Can you review them, while I undress?"
I nod, pulling up the app, and seeing his instructions sent minutes earlier.
I reviewed the directions which were specific and detailed. I looked up as he undressed, seeing his sexy semi-hairy torso, and where his abs became the base of his cock. I was tingling, and if I hadn't applied lube I would be naturally wet.
The instructions were clearly setup for repeat visits. The first step was "kneel before me, and beg to taste my cock. When I allow, if you taste another woman on me, scold me and move to step 4. If you don't taste another, continue to step 2."
I read through them, and then keeping my phone close to refer to-- instructions allowed me to--I knelt in front of him, His cock was large, and half hard. My mouth watered looking at it.
"May I taste your cock, Derrick? Please?" I had a high pitch whimper to my begging, and my nipples hardened in response.
"Have you sucked a cock yet today? Or have you been a good girl?"
"I haven't sucked a cock, but I want to taste yours so bad..."
"Go ahead, Hadley..."
I leaned forward, the vinyl creaking as I moved, and I licked from his balls up the underside, then slid my mouth over him. He was fresh and clean.
