The Madam (VIP 2)

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.

Chapter 18

I think this coul

d 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.

This man had an endless amount of pussy and never even had to try.

The moment he reached us our eyes locked, just for a moment, before he went to Madam and kissed her cheek.

“Buenos dias, Madam. ¿Cómo fue tu vuelo?” he asked how her flight was.

“Pablo, mi vuelo estaba bien, no turbulencia,” she dismissively told him about our lack of turbulence.

“Inglés por favor. There are ears everywhere. Including the woman you decided to bring without invitation,” he stated with an unpleasant edge to his voice. His accent was thick, but it was sexy as sin.

“You offend me, since when do you not trust me?” she countered in a neutral tone.

He smiled and turned to me, extending out his right hand. “Pablo.”

I cocked my head to the side and grinned. “No kiss on the cheek? What do I have to do to deserve that kind of welcoming?” I held his hand lightly and moved closer to him.

“Lilith,” I answered, leaning in to kiss the corner of his mouth. I felt him harden from my forwardness, but it was quickly replaced.

He gestured toward the table of food. “Please, let’s eat before we talk business. It’s not so good to do on an empty stomach.”

We ate in silence for the most part. I was the last to finish my meal and our plates were immediately taken away and replaced with coffee. I took a sip and inadvertently groaned.

“That’s 100% pure Colombian coffee. Good, eh?” he questioned.

“Extremely.”

“Now enough of this chit chat, Pablo. We have places to be and people to see.”

“Madam, all work and no play makes Madam a dull girl.”

“Woman, Pablo. Lilith is a girl…see the difference?” I wanted to say something but I bit my tongue.

“Now, the farmers, is the shipment ready to be transported?” she asked.

I paid close attention to what she was talking about; I had no idea what they were discussing, but I knew it wouldn’t take me long to figure it out.

“You know that I have my people working day and night to get the demand ready. Who isn’t trusting whom, now?” he inquired with irritation dripping from his words.

“It’s business…two hundred and fifty kilos isn’t something I want to fuck around with. It will be the largest shipment we have transported,” she reminded him, speaking to him like he was some child instead of the Colombian drug lord that he was.

“I’m aware of the facts and as always, nothing will be traced back to you. You really have nothing to worry about. It’s a win, win for both of us,” he promoted.

I had so many questions that I wanted to ask, but I made sure to keep my mouth shut. Anticipation of what was to come filled me, rejuvenated me, and set my senses on fire.

“I have paid off everyone that needs to keep their mouth shut and the remaining were laid to rest. I think this transfer will be the easiest one yet.” Between his accent and his demeano

r, I found myself physically turned on when he spoke.

“You think?”

“I know.”

She nodded. “We will keep that number on a monthly basis.”

He raised his left eyebrow. “You’re joking? Two hundred and fifty kilos a month is nothing. We could be transporting four hundred kilos a week with how much we are producing. We are losing a lot of time and money by not taking advantage and shipping as much as possible.”

“I don’t need the money. I want the best; for myself, and for my clients. I have distributors everywhere and that amount is enough for me. The end.”

“You’re passing an opportunity of a lifetime,” he declared.

“I’m not a stupid woman, I know the limits. If you have a problem with that then I will find someone else.”

He slammed his closed fist on the table making me jump. “I am the best. How dare you?”

She smiled mockingly at him. “This is your third world county. I run Miami. I know people who can make your life easier, or they can make it more difficult. I can slam my fists on tables too; want to see who can make it move more?” She sighed. “However, if you could so kindly remove the guns that are pointing at me and Lilith from under the table, I would appreciate it.”

I saw the men retrieve their weapons and place them on the table. I don’t think my heart had ever beaten as fast as it did that day. I felt it in my chest, the pit of my stomach, and especially my throat.

He cleared his throat, bringing my attention back to him. “The limo is waiting; let me show you the warehouse.”

Again, we rode in silence while we drove on a dirt path through the slums. These roads were much worse than what I had seen before. Madam didn’t bat an eye. We pulled up to a compound that had a gated fence and at least thirty guards that were holding machine guns; they were also covered with other weapons around their bodies.