Into The Woods (Dark Fairy tales), page 5
“Then I guess that takes me back to how do I get paid? What, do you have someone counting how many hand jobs I give out?” Sutton joked laughing at the thought.
“Yes. As a matter of fact I do. I told you dear I see and know everything. You will never be forced to do anything that you don’t want to do. If you are working I will pay you what you’re worth. If you’re just a beautiful paperweight then you get what you earn. If you ever make my clients feel dirty for asking then your sweet ass can show yourself out. This is a very serious business, and if you really let yourself get lost in it you may find you enjoy it as well. After the initial time it stops being work and starts becoming an experience.”
Sutton’s thoughts turned to her dream. She wondered what type of experiences she could encounter. She wondered if any of them would be with Maddox. “So they don’t know I work here?” she asked, loving the idea that Maddox was attracted to her and not the allure of sex with a hooker.
“No. The experiences are already worked into their fees. They don’t know they’re paying for sex. They just assume you’re another member. This is an illusion that you are to hold onto and never reveal. You won’t like what happens if you reveal the truth. That’s another thing, you are not allowed to date members. Well, let me rephrase that you aren’t allowed to date regular members. Platinum member are special. If one wants you then I tend to make exceptions for my heavy hitters. However, you are not allowed to make outside side deals with them.”
“Outside side deals?”
“In short, don’t be a gold digger. If at the point a platinum member is keeping you you are no longer my staff. Besides, they can offer you a lot more than I ever could. But you will not be allowed to initiate a relationship on your own. I don’t want to see you stalking them and begging like … a hooker,” Fiona quipped.
“That’s not a problem with me. I have no need to do any of that. I will be happy with the nine dollars an hour.” Sutton replied innocently. How she figured it between Mel’s salon, the restaurant, and this place she could have enough cash to move out by the end of the summer. Sure it wasn’t the thousand she thought it would be, but she was still making money.
Fiona looked at her new girl and smiled. “Oh, well see. Never say what you won’t do.”
“Fiona, you wanted to see me?” Charlotte asked, as she strolled into the office. “Sutton, I see you came back.”
“Charlotte, I would like you to take Sutton to Penelope’s and then the salon. I want the works. When she comes back tonight I want her looking like a whole new person,” Fiona ordered, as she rose from her desk. “Sutton, I look forward to seeing you tonight. Come ready for an experience.”
Sutton rose and shook Fiona’s hand then followed an eager Charlotte to the elevator. “Why didn’t you tell me what this job really was?” Sutton snapped.
“Sorry. I just wanted you to come and see Fiona. I knew if I told you then you wouldn’t have come.”
“Your damn right I wouldn’t have come.”
“Then why are you here now? You obviously liked it or you wouldn’t have come back.”
“I came because I thought I could make some money, but I guess I only do that if I sleep with someone,” Sutton retorted angrily. “If she wants to pay me to be a beautiful paperweight then it’s her dime.”
“Please, I don’t know anyone who works the third and fourth floor that are just beautiful paperweights. I know it seems shocking, but after you pop that cherry you will be hooked. The Woods are like a lavish drug, you’ll find you just want more, that you need to get it stronger than the last time. I knew I saw something in you.”
Sutton turned and looked at her overly excited companion. “What exactly did you see?
Charlotte smiled and moved her mouth close to Sutton’s ear. “A sweet girl with a lot of pent-up naughty inside,” she teased, as she looped her arm with Sutton’s. “You stick with me. We’ll be fast friends in no time.”
Sutton climbed off the elevator and followed Charlotte into the underground parking garage. Charlotte hit her alarm and let Sutton into her black Mercedes. Sutton was stunned; she was driving her grandmother’s two thousand and one Honda.
Sutton got into the car and made herself comfortable. “Where exactly are we going?”
“Fiona wants you to look well … no offense not like that. She always gives me newbies. I love to make them over. You’re like a life-size Barbie,” Charlotte explained, as she sped out of the parking garage and onto the street.
“Well, I don’t really like make-up. Or my hair being done for that matter.” Sutton complained.
“Oh honey that’s without saying,” Charlotte quipped.
“So can we just keep it light. I don’t want to look cheap.”
“Trust me doll face. The last thing you’re going to do is look cheap.”
Sutton felt sick. Between agreeing to work at the club and this speedy race to give her a makeover it was a lot to take. She hadn’t even processed the fact that in the end she was tittering on the line of being a pretty girl being paid to party or a pretty girl paid to have sex. Sutton wasn’t sure if she made the right choice. The only thing she did know was if she was tittering she had to make sure to stay on the side that didn’t have her screwing for money.
Chapter Six
Sutton looked at herself in the mirror. She barely recognized the person staring back at her. It was the first time in her life that she could honestly say that she was a knock out. Her usual long straight black locks were teased and curled. Her face was perfectly painted, and every unsightly hair on her body was waxed away. After that she was then placed in a dress that cost more than everything in her closet.
Charlotte went crazy picking out every tight fitting and curve hugging dress she could find. Sutton like a good doll stood still as Charlotte approved her work. Then at the end of the spree Sutton was floored when the grand total came to fourteen thousand. Charlotte just sweetly smiled at the sales lady and replied charge it to Fiona Woods. Then they were off to the next expensive boutique. After the shopping and the salon trip Sutton had totaled that they’d spent about twenty to thirty thousand dollars of Fiona’s money. She wondered if this was going to be something that Fiona wanted back. Was she expected to sleep her way out of debt?
Sutton felt her stomach rumble. The idea of sleeping with a complete stranger was a little nerve racking. She wasn’t sure if she had the balls to face the floors. The third floor was calm. Aside from the lady getting her rocks off in the corner, it was tame. The fourth floor was another story. Her mind instantly flashed back to Maddox. Maybe he’ll be here; Sutton wondered, her stomach slightly calming at the thought. Maddox would certainly be someone she could see herself sleeping with. Just remembering his touch made her hot.
“Well, look who was hit with the sex kitten stick,” Fiona teased, as she took Sutton’s hands and spun her around. “Charlotte has done it again. To think you came in here looking like a hot mess and now…well let’s just say it I’d fuck you,” Fiona laughed.
“Umm…thanks. I guess I have to pay you for all of this,” Sutton inquired nervously. “I mean Charlotte spent a lot of money.”
“Nonsense. I have connections all over Peachtree Street. Those clothes cost me nothing. Your makeover cost me nothing. It’s good to know the right people. You might want to put that to memory too.”
“So, I’m expected to dress like this every night?” Sutton asked, as she pulled at her snug dress. “It’s just that makeup, hair and fancy clothes are not my thing. This dress cost four thousand dollars. This is well … not me.”
“Well, I suggest that you make it your thing. No one is paying money to see little church mouse tomboy Sutton. They are paying to see sexpot can’t get enough Sutton.” Fiona placed her hands on Sutton’s shoulders and turned her to the mirror. “Look at yourself. There won’t be a guy in this club that won’t want you,” Fiona explained, as she stroked Sutton’s hair in a motherly fashion.
“About that Fiona. I still don’t have to sleep with anyone…unless I want to, right?”
Fiona frowned then quickly brought a smile back to her face. “Exactly. However, I do encourage you to open your mind to it. You never know who you’ll meet.”
The doors to the elevator opened and out came Jarvis Franklin. The tall coffee colored man was wearing an expensive designer suit and white pressed dress shirt no tie. His body was lean with very little muscles but in great shape. Jarvis was handsome with his immaculate fade and soulful light brown eyes. Sutton couldn’t help but smile as the gorgeous man moved in closer to her and Fiona. She didn’t place him at the restaurant when she first met him and Charlotte, but now that he was closer she recognized him from Emory University. She’d seen him at the coffee shop and the library. She didn’t know why but the idea that he too was a college student and worked at The Woods made her nerves calm.
Sutton learned from Charlotte that the Onyx Woods employed a total of twenty paid daters as Charlotte called them. Ten of them were men. Something else Sutton learned was that Fiona was very particular when it came to her staff. They ranged from a variety of races and all met three simple rules. They had to be young, sexy, and open for anything. Sutton instantly wondered why she was there. Outside of being young she didn’t meet the other two rules. She was only sexy because Charlotte sent her through an afternoon of sexpot makeover classes. As far as open for anything she had very strong limits.
It was starting to make sense why Fiona was hesitant in hiring her. She screamed scared little girl lost in the woods. Sutton took in a calming breath. She was determined to be open to this experience. Drop your fears and just go with it, Sutton reminded herself, as she moved in closer to Jarvis.
“Sutton this is Jarvis Franklin. He’s going to be your guide tonight,” Fiona explained, as she wrapped her arms around Jarvis. “Jarvis is the best here and will take good care of you. Jarvis, third floor only and keep a tight grip.”
“No problem,” Jarvis replied as he took Sutton’s hand. He led her to the elevator and punched in the third floor. “So, your first time here? Don’t be worried.”
“I’m not worried,” Sutton unconvincingly lied. “I’ve actually been here before. So I’m very aware of this place.”
Jarvis chuckled as he looked at an overly confident Sutton. “It’s okay to be scared. I know the first time I was here I was a little scared,”
Sutton cut her eyes at Jarvis. She wasn’t going to admit that she was scared shitless. She put up a strong front and acted as brave and cocky as she could. “Like I said I’m not scared. Just because you were a little scared doesn’t mean that everyone will be scared,” Sutton boasted, as she gave Jarvis her best smug grin.
Jarvis returned her smirk before pulling his card out of the slot. The elevator came to a jerking halt. He moved in closer pinning Sutton to the corner of the elevator. Quickly he captured her mouth in a fiery lock while his hands ran under her dress. In a quick pull he yanked her panties down her legs. Sutton’s eyes burned into his. A mix of excitement and fear flooded her senses.
Jarvis hiked up her skirt until she was completely exposed. “Turn around.” He ordered.
Sutton did as she was told. “Umm…I thought we were going to the third floor,” Sutton questioned nervously, as she pressed her body against the wall.
Jarvis pressed his body close to Sutton’s. “Spread your fucking legs,” his voice strong and commanding.
Sutton hesitantly did as she was told. Her nerves raced, as she wondered what Jarvis was going to do. “Jarvis…”
Jarvis placed his finger over her mouth stopping her cold. He then slowly trailed his finger down her body stopping at her wetness. He slipped his finger inside and then plopped it into Sutton’s mouth. “I see you’re ready for me baby,” Jarvis hummed in her ear.
Sutton heard the familiar sound of a zipper. Her heart leapt at the idea of someone she really didn’t know about to enter her in an elevator. The combination of fear and excitement was too much. Fear was certainly the one she felt more, but the ping of excitement kept her wondering and waiting for Jarvis’ next move. Holy shit, Sutton thought anxiously, as she felt Jarvis’ fingers explore her folds. A slight thrill rushed over her as she held back a moan. The thought of wanting him felt wrong, but the idea was something she really couldn’t stop.
Sutton turned to Jarvis, “Stop!” Sutton screamed, as she scrambled to the other end of the elevator. “Umm…I just…stop okay,” Sutton whimpered.
Jarvis laughed as he zipped his pants. “Don’t worry you were never in any danger of my dick being inside of you.”
Sutton turned and looked at a laughing Jarvis. She felt her cheeks grow hot. Was he fucking with her, Sutton thought, as she pulled up her panties and fixed her dress? “Why did you do that? Are you trying to make me feel stupid?” Sutton asked angrily.
“No. I was trying to prove a point. The men here are not going to be as slow to act as I was. The members are bold and brazen assholes. They can be bold and brazen assholes because they pay a lot of money to be bold and brazen assholes.”
“So that was a little lesson,” Sutton replied snidely.
“Yes. Lesson one: know your limits. You were about to just let me take you. No condom, no question, just fuck you. That obviously wasn’t what you wanted, but you were going to do it. Why?”
Sutton didn’t know how to respond. She couldn’t explain how his demands turned her own and made her afraid at the same time. Up until the second she thought he was going to enter her she couldn’t make herself stop him. It was an intense need and apprehension mixed together. A wanting to be filled by the handsome stranger touching her in the most intimate places, but not knowing if it was okay. Not knowing how to tell him no or at least protest on how it was happening.
“I guess I didn’t know what to say,” Sutton answered meekly.
“Wrong fucking answer. Find your voice and make it heard.” Jarvis moved in closer to a very nervous Sutton. He pointed to three spots in the elevator. “Those are cameras. There is security watching at all times. If you were to yell, scream, or even give the impression that you were in danger the elevator would have started, and I would have been met with some very angry security guards. However, if you keep your mouth shut no one knows it’s not what you want.” Jarvis explained as he put his card back into the slot and the elevator came to motion.
“So, the camera’s are everywhere?”
“Everywhere. Always be aware of that. Not to mention hidden security that blend in with the crowd. Trust me Fiona has her eyes everywhere.” Jarvis dug in his pocket and pulled out four condoms. “Take this and always have them. Yes we all are tested but it still better to be safe than sorry. Unless you want to get pregnant.”
“I’m on the pill. Have been for years.” Sutton replied thinking back to her trip to the doctor earlier that day. He gave her a handful of condoms and the same speech. She’d given him the same response. “Plus, I don’t think I’ll be sleeping with anyone, but thanks.” Sutton shoved the gold wrappers into her strapless bra.
“Don’t ever let a fucker in you without one of those on. And don’t do anything you don’t want to do.”
“Fiona said not to make the clients feel ashamed.”
“You just politely say no thanks, or I’m not in to that. For example someone throws you up against the elevator walls and tears off your panties. Then he tries to hit it bareback. You should have turned around and said sorry big guy not without a condom. Or if you aren’t feeling it just say no thanks and walk away. They don’t know you work here. They think you’re just like them.”
“So, I guess I am scared, who wouldn’t be in this situation?”
“It’s okay to be scared. It’s not okay to be silent. Sex is power. The person who controls the sex has the power. You need to learn to be the one who has the power.”
Sutton looked at her handsome sex mentor. She couldn’t help but smile. She’d learned more in the few minutes in the elevator than any of her talks with Shay, or any of the ladies at her aunt’s salon. “Well, thanks for the lesson.”
“Thanks for the hard on,” Jarvis teased. “I guess I got the engines running early.
“I thought that you said I never ran the risk of your dick being inside of me.”
“You didn’t,” Jarvis replied as he moved in close to Sutton’s ear. “But I’d be lying if the idea didn’t turn me on.
The elevator doors flew open and Jarvis stepped out and waited for Sutton to follow. Sutton didn’t know what to think. For years she’d been nothing more than a wallflower. Now in a span of a few days had two amazingly handsome men panting over her. What was she doing differently? She could remember seeing Jarvis several times at school and he never approached her, she never even caught his attention. Now she was turning him on. Sutton couldn’t help but find it flattering.
She and Jarvis walked over to the bar in the corner. Glen stood at his post in all black much like the last time she was there. Everyone who worked for Fiona wore black or gray. She looked down at her strapless form hugging black dress. She thought back to all of the clothes Charlotte picked out. They were all that color. Was this another one of Fiona’s little tells. Sutton scanned the room and looked at all the people wearing black. No there were too many for that to be the case. Maybe it was just the outfit of choice in the dark paradise.
