Good Girl Escorts

“Start the show, then.”

Mabel swallowed. She had experimented a lot with Ethan since there first sexual encounter in a restaurant toilet in London’s West Kensington before, but this was different. Ethan liked her in lingerie, so she scoured almost all the lingerie shops she could find in London to get something unique for tonight. He liked to be teased, and that was what she was about to do. She was his good escort girl, after all.

Ethan strode back to his seat after placing the ball and gag in her mouth. His intense gaze turned her on even more. He sat across from her. He was her voyeur, and the thought made her wetter than she already was. The ball was wet in her mouth, and her pussy was soaking as soon as she touched it. Ethan flexed his fingers, but she could tell from the way he drew in frequent, sharp breaths that he was just as hot as she was. Her eyes went to his crotch.

The bulge was remarkable.

Mabel ran her hands over her new sheer top. She would have tasted herself if she hadn’t been gagged. She pulled the strap of her thong and started to rub herself again. Her hand moving over her pussy, she teased her breasts before she pulled the strap of her thong and paid rapt attention to her throbbing pussy.

Touching her hot skin, she watched Ethan sit back. His hand brushed over his cock, still hidden under those blazers. She couldn’t wait to get them off and have him ravage her. She stuck her fingers inside because she needed something inside of her—rubbing her slit alone wasn’t enough anymore. Her fingers slipped easily through her damp opening, and she groaned. Mabel was practically slipping out of the chair as she was moving so much, and she fingered herself with haste while Ethan watched her. Her legs shook, and her thighs trembled. Not wanting to climax so early, she stopped.

Ethan grinned. “Use the dildo.”

Her gaze shifted to the toy he had supplied for her use. It was long, silvery, and gleaming. She gasped. She knew her fingers would not be enough for the kind of orgasm she wanted to have, but it would be hard not to come with this driving in and out of her. Swallowing, she picked it up. Ethan had instructed her not to come until he said so. Cruel. Well, he was the boss.

Fondling her toy, she wrapped her fingers around the dildo’s length. It was the same length as Ethan’s cock, and that only meant one thing. It was custom-made. Her eyes widened. She was going to have to be extra careful that she did not come. If she did, Ethan wouldn’t be easy on her. The last time she flouted his orders, she had to make do with stroking herself without having him in her for a week. Worse, he had stroked himself throughout that period while she could only watch.

She drove the dildo into her, its fullness widening her and making her convulse and shake. She moved it in and out of her, losing herself. Her movement increased, and she thrust her hips to keep up with her hand’s pace. She sucked her fingers, her head hazy with lust. This almost felt as good as the real thing.

She opened her eyes to meet his. He stared unflinchingly back at her as her vision grew blurry. His tongue darted out to lick his lips, and she lost it.

“Good girl,” he whispered, chuckling.

Mabel slowed her movements so she wouldn’t climax. She’d had enough; her seat was wet with a mix of her sweat and her juices. She was a mess.

She needed Ethan.

Slipping her toy carefully out of her so she wouldn’t climax by mistake, she shot him a pleading gaze. Grinning, he nodded and stretched out a finger to beckon. She sauntered over to him. No words were necessary as he received her. As she reached him, Mabel got onto his lap with ease. She was happy that she had her gag in her mouth because she wanted to kiss him, and a kiss from him at this moment was probably enough to make her orgasm.

It appeared Ethan had other ideas, as he stood and lifted her onto the chair. He stretched her thighs.

“You’ve done well so far. It’s time for your reward.”

Leaning in, Ethan licked her cunt. His lower lip grazed the sweet spot between her pussy and asshole, and she almost exploded.

But he still had not freed her from the restriction he placed on her.

Drool ran down the side of her face as she emitted muffled moans. He wasn’t making it any easier as he sucked and spanked her pussy. It was torture. He was trying to make her climax, and she was so close. No. She would wait because she knew if she did, he would show her such a good time that she’d explode. She just had to endure.

When he pulled away from her, she kept stroking herself. He unbuckled his belt, and her eyes widened. Her hand ached as she rubbed herself so hard. She watched him strip out of his clothes and reveled in the sight of his lean and muscular frame. He was built like a sex god, and she would gladly worship him.

Naked and hard, Ethan slipped into her. He didn’t stop rubbing her but continued to tease her clit as he thrust into her, and she thought she would lose herself. Her mind was foggy.

But he still hadn’t given her the go-ahead.

As she fought not to come while savoring his thrusts, Mabel was startled when he took the ball out of her mouth. He turned her over, and she folded her arms behind her back as she got on her knees. The cold metal of some cuffs soon greeted her wrists. Not being gagged anymore, she needed something to fill her mouth. He placed a thick finger into her mouth, and she sucked on it with much eagerness.

Ethan moved in and out of her with more purpose, his thrusts building a rhythm. Mabel was afraid she was going to lose control, but she surprised herself by moving to meet his thrusts. He rubbed her clit and whispered sweet nothings in her ear. His breath almost made her come—she was that close to the edge. Moments later, she heard the words she had been waiting for.

“Come, my sweet little darlin’.”

Mabel exploded on command, her body trembling as soon as he said it. Her out-of-this-world journey started. Tremors shook her body to the core, their intensity increasing as he kept pounding into her.

It was soon his turn to climax.

Groaning, he withdrew from her. Jets of cum sprung all over the small of her back. He bent to kiss her before nibbling on her ear.

“I’m proud of you, darlin’.”

She had been rewarded as the good escort girl she was.