The Madam (17 page)

“Do you know that you have a deep erotic
smell about you? It’s addicting,” I whispered on her neck, feeling
the small bumps rise on her skin beneath my lips.

I grabbed the back of her hair and pulled,
she moaned. I kissed lightly at her jaw line. I knew she had
forgotten about everything in that moment and all she wanted to do
was please us, I was making sure of that. I no longer cared that
Madam was in the room, or that there was a camera filming us.
Taylor thought this was about her, but it never fucking was, not
for one second. This was about me, like everything had been in my
life, this was another test.

One that I passed with flying colors.

I turned to look at Madam and her face said
it all. Amazed...her face was full of amazement. Amazed at my
achievement, and amazed that I didn't fail. Intimidation flared
through her eyes. I felt the satisfaction in the depths of my
being.

I engaged my attention back to Taylor, I
desired her, I wanted to touch and taste her, again. I wanted to
feel every inch of her body and have her do the same to me. I
brought my lips to hers and traced her bottom lip with the tip of
my tongue, and then did the same with the top. I softly pecked her
lips to provoke a reaction. She understood and opened her mouth as
I plunged my tongue in and she sought it out. Our tongues twirled
around and we tasted each other, we were both moaning at this
dance. We breathed each other in, like it was our last breath,
inhaling the invigorating scent of arousal and lust.

“I knew you would be like this, Taylor. I
knew, once given the chance, you would surpass any thought I would
have imagined,” I proclaimed.

She didn’t pay any attention to what I was
saying. She couldn’t. She wanted me, just like she wanted me the
night of the party. I tugged the edges of her robe and slipped it
down, never breaking our kiss, our connection. I removed my dress
over my head quickly and went right back for her lips. I could tell
that she wanted to look at me. I removed my lips from hers and
looked at her eyes, her pupils were dilated and her eyes appeared
dark. I knew mine looked the same. She took that time to really
look at me. Her eyes scanned my entire body in seconds, and I took
the opportunity to glance over at Luke who was now stroking his
cock.

“You’re a vision, Lilith,” she said, bringing
my attention right back to her.

I needed to make the transition slow for her,
but this twosome, had now become a threesome.

My eyes moved from her face to her throat and
I saw her pulse at the base of her neck. I blinked and moved my
eyes to her breasts, she was breathing heavily, causing her breasts
to move upward every few seconds. They were calling to me. I put
her left pink, perfect nipple on my tongue and licked; she moaned
again and grabbed the back of my neck, urging me to do more. With
my teeth, I pulled on it at first and then sucked, gently, and then
firmer. Once it was a hard pebble, I moved to her other breast and
did the same. I peeked my eyes up at Luke as I sucked on her
nipple; he was biting his bottom lip.

I moved forward, causing her to move backward
until she was lying on her back. I spread her legs, placing one leg
between mine and then straddled the other. It was then that I felt
the moisture of her pussy on my leg, it made me wet and I knew she
could feel my moisture on hers. She loudly gasped the second I
lightly moved my thigh forward and then backward on her clit. I did
it a few times, getting rougher with the movement each time. She
was getting close to orgasm; I suddenly stopped and lowered my
mouth to her neck.

She was panting so hard she could barely
talk.

“What are you doing?” It came out in some
sort of frantic pant that made my clit throb with anticipation.

I moved from her neck to her left nipple,
licked and sucked it until it was hard, and did the same to the
other.

“Shhh...” I breathed on her nipple giving her
goose bumps.

“I’m going to take care of you…just lay back
and enjoy it.” I demanded.

I trailed my tongue from her nipple to her
bellybutton. She knew what I was going to do. She was anxious and
eager for me to move faster. She gyrated her hips forward, hoping I
would understand her silent plea. I looked up and smiled at
her.

“Taylor…you impatient little thing, don’t you
know that good things come to those who wait, huh? I want to lick
your pussy as much as you want me to. Here’s the catch though, Luke
gets to fuck your mouth. You stop sucking and I stop eating…deal?”
She looked back at Luke, and then her eyes went straight to Madam.
I didn’t need to look at Madam to know that she approved. She was
confused by my next move. I repositioned my body to the floor and
sat on my knees.

“Sit up, and spread your legs on the sides of
my body, put the ends of your heels to the edge of the couch.”

The tone of my voice was demanding and
captivating; she did as she was told, she couldn’t help it. She had
become my puppet. She looked so exposed and bare in that position.
It was eroticism at its finest. Her clit was throbbing just wanting
to be caressed. I wanted to play with her some more. She needed to
learn now that I set the rules, and that if given the power
exchange she would always need to be the leader. I leaned over and
she thought she was finally getting what she wanted. She saw me
inhale her scent.

“Hmmmm…Taylor, you smell heavenly. I love the
sweet smell of a woman, and nothing compares to a woman’s
scent.”

I nudged her clit with my nose and then
casually kissed it. She moaned loudly, not taking her eyes from me.
I licked her from her opening to the top of her clit. She moaned so
loud that it made her head fall back to the couch. I nodded over to
Luke who placed his cock at the entrance of her mouth. She didn’t
even open her eyes; she moaned and let him slip right in. I watched
as he slowly pushed in and out of her mouth with a gentle, yet,
firm rhythm.

I started licking her clit back and forth,
back and forth. I brought my lips to an O shape and began to suck
lightly in a teasing manner. She moaned and it only enticed Luke to
go harder and deeper, making her gag along the way. Pre-come
started to fall at the corner of her lips, and I brought my tongue
up to the edge and licked it off while staring into Luke’s
eyes.

My fingers found her pussy and I circled
around her clit as Luke removed his cock and had Taylor and I
licking all down his shaft. He roughly thrust back into Taylor’s
mouth. I moved right back to sucking on her clit with more force as
I manipulated the edge of my tongue to be in sync with my lips. I
sucked on her until she was moaning senselessly. Which, once again,
had Luke’s approval.

I moved my tongue from her clit to her
opening and pushed my tongue into her pussy as deep as it would go.
She was going to come, I stopped and she made a disgruntled sound.
I licked the palm of my hand and place it on her pussy as I began
rubbing it up and down. She moaned again.

“Does that feel good? Do you want to come?” I
asked, toying with her.

“Yes…I want to come so bad…please, Lilith,
please make me come…”

I smiled and laid her on the couch, I winked
at Luke and he moved to sit in between her legs. He shoved his hard
cock in before she even knew what was going on. Her back
immediately arched off the couch. I started to rub on her breasts,
and repositioned myself to face Luke and straddle her face. Without
me having to coax her into anything, she grabbed my thighs for me
to sit on her face.

I moaned the second I felt her tongue on me.
The night before was all about Taylor, she hadn’t done one damn
thing to me. I could tell her inexperience, but she was a quick
learner and proceeded to do the same things that I had done to her.
I rocked my hips on her face to make it easier it for her.

Luke grabbed the back of my head and kissed
me, he wasn’t gentle like he had been with her. He knew what I
wanted; he was a pro. I sucked on his tongue and he groaned. He
moved away from me and I spread Taylor’s legs a little more, giving
him the opportunity to lean his upper body away from her, so that I
could move forward and suck on her clit while he continued to fuck
her.

I moved my mouth to her clit and resumed my
sucking torture. This time it was more immediate and urgent. She
whimpered from all the sensations that were occurring
simultaneously. I proceeded to ride her face and I was on the edge
of coming undone. My body was tight, my legs were shaking, and my
stomach was quivering.

Taylor’s body mimicked mine.

“Oh…fuck…I’m gonna come…Jesus Christ you guys
are a fucking sight,” Luke huskily groaned.

Before I knew it my eyes rolled to the back
of my head and Taylor’s body convulsed for what felt like minutes,
my brain was so foggy that I saw light flicker behind my closed
eyes. I didn’t stop until her breathing had slowed and I had rode
out my orgasm on her face.

I
think this could go unsaid but the rich- people who truly have
money, not the people who say they do- never want to be revealed.
It’s much easier to play dirty when no one is looking, or when no
one expects it. Of course, you have your celebrities and high
profile individuals that are “obviously wealthy”, but what I am
talking about is money of a different kind. Money that can truly
take someone down; you have no idea where the hundred-dollar bill
has been when it’s in your wallet.

Two words; blood money.

Madam’s and my dynamic changed after the
evening with Taylor and Luke. I know she thinks she can read me
like a book, but the feeling is very much mutual. I had learned a
lot along the way, and the apple truly doesn’t fall far from the
tree. I am Madam’s daughter.

It had been four months and I had trained and
been responsible for Taylor’s initiation after that night. She
really was a sweet girl and fit in perfectly as a VIP. The men were
taken with her and she strived on that admiration. At the end of
the day, all women want is attention. If they are given that then
they will give you the world in a hand basket.

I walked into my condo at 7 am from spending
the night with Mika. I know…believe it or not, but Mika had become
somewhat of a confidant to me, I would go as far as to say that he
became a friend. We will get to more of him, later. I walked in to
find Madam there, drinking coffee with my luggage at her feet.

She grumbled and shook her head. “Good
morning. Get showered and dressed, the plane is waiting,” she said
before answering her phone.

I went right for the shower. I cleared off
the fog from the mirror and inspected the damage of my appearance.
My pupils were still dilated, and I had dark circles under my eyes.
My lips were still swollen and my ass and the backs of my thighs
were marked with welts. I rolled my eyes at my disheveled
appearance and went to get dressed.

We were on the plane an hour later; I tried
to drink some juice and eat some breakfast but the drugs that were
still in my system did not like that idea. I felt like throwing up
every time I swallowed a piece of food.

“Too much partying, Lilith?” she questioned
with amusement.

I yawned, ignoring her, “I’m going to try to
take a nap.”

“You don’t have time for that. The
destination is three and a half hours away, and you already look
like shit. Plus, I highly doubt you will be able to sleep.”

“Where are we going?”

“Colombia, Medellin to be exact.” I didn’t
ask any more, if she wanted me to know, she would tell me.

I didn’t listen to her and took a nap anyway,
going in and out of sleep. I felt like somewhat of a human being by
the time we landed. There was a limo waiting for us as we stepped
off the plane. We passed the slums with their colorful bright stack
homes everywhere, buildings upon buildings, and natives walking in
every direction. The unmanaged dirt roads made for an unpleasant
ride. We turned down a secluded road, with palm trees on either
side, and drove on it for about ten minutes. I began to see an
infinite amount of water all around me before we reached golden
gates. They let us right through, obviously expecting our arrival.
The driveway was about a hundred yards and it led to a roundabout
where the driver parked the car. We stepped onto limestone pavers
that led all around the property. The mansion was breathtakingly
beautiful, a tan waterfront estate with a terracotta tiled roof. It
resembled a villa. There was a walkway in between the ten cathedral
arches on each side, which held one vehicle in each port. The
live-in part of the estate was further back.

I could smell the breeze coming off the water
as we were escorted into the home. Grand angled stairs, led to ten
foot high, custom made iron doors with intricate lattice work
covering all the windows. They opened to a wide foyer with marble
floors and walls as far as the eye could see. The sun shining over
the clear ocean reflected onto the rear of the home. I noticed that
the ceilings were covered in elaborate woodwork that I had never
seen before. We walked into a cascading sunroom with windows on
every inch of space that led to the veranda. It had the same
limestone pavers that were in the front, and lush gardens
surrounding the open waterfront estate. Beautiful fountains were
all around the property, each intricately placed, although the
olympic size swimming pool was the centerpiece. The patio furniture
displayed an endless amount of food. The butler handed me a mimosa,
and I greedily took it down.

I needed something to take the edge off from
the previous night. I could see Madam looking at me from the corner
of my eye and I didn’t pay her any mind. I took in the scenery of
my surroundings.

I heard someone speaking in Spanish and
turned around to see a man with three bodyguards surrounding him.
They were strapped, and by that, I mean they had more guns than the
Russian Mafia. He was approaching us in a respectable demeanor, the
power and control radiating off of him with every step that he
would take. He looked like your standard Colombian hell raiser;
devastatingly handsome with chocolate brown eyes, strong
accentuated facial structure, and black shoulder length hair that
was tied in a ponytail. His facial hair had some grey in it, but it
only made him look more dangerous. He was probably around his mid
thirties.