Chapter 17

 

“I need to tell you about my job, Piper.”

They were both exhausted from their days. Piper was still getting used to her new job and routine; Jackie was recovering from the new experience of using a TENS for sexual gratification. She had ordered takeout for the two of them and went the extra mile by putting the Thai food on plates when it was delivered. They were eating in the small dining nook of the shared apartment.

“Yeah, what exactly do you do for the company? I mean, right now I’m a glorified paper shuffler, but I’m not going to be doing that forever.”

Jackie gave her a small smile. “Right now my title is Subdivision Head of Operations, Region 2, but that means nothing.”

“Corporate life, right?” Piper grinned at her and waved her fork around.

“I need to tell you about my real job.” 

Piper gave her a strange look. “What real job?”

Jackie ignored her question. “Before I say anything, I want you to say no to what I’m going to ask at the end. I have to go through this because I said I would, but you don’t want to get mixed up in this.”

Piper gave her a grin hoping this was a joke. Jackie’s tone was one of complete seriousness. “Are you laundering money for a criminal conspiracy, Jackie?”

“I’m part of a group that’s not really part of the company. It’s complicated. The short and the long of it is I perform certain sexual favors for people, in and out of the company.”

Piper’s eyes grew huge. “You’re a prostitute?!”

Jackie hadn’t considered that until the words came out of Piper’s mouth. “No. I don’t have sex for money.”

“Holy shit.” Clearly Piper hadn’t heard her.

“I don’t have sex for money,” Jackie repeated.

“What do you do then? It sounded like you just said that.”

Jackie groaned in frustration. “It’s more like a sex society. That’s what we call it. The Society. There are submissives and dominants and masters and mistresses. There’s a lot of sex, but there’s also sex games and…and I’m explaining this terribly.”

“Are you into BDSM, Jacks?” Piper was confused.

“No. Yes. I mean, no. Some of what I do is BDSM but I’m not into it. I mean, I like it, but…fuck! This is hard to explain!”

Piper held up her hands. “Hey. Your kinks are your kinks. I’m not judging. You don’t need to tell me this…unless you need the apartment for your customers. I can be scarce then.”

“I don’t have customers!” Jackie shouted.

“Okay, okay. Sorry. But why are you telling me all this? I mean, everyone has secret kinks, right. We don’t necessarily want to know all about them.”

Jackie looked directly into Piper’s eyes. “I’m telling you because they—the Society—want me to recruit you. They want you to be a member. Sort of.”

Piper shook her head. “I’m confused. I don’t know who this group is and I don’t know anyone in it. Other than you, I guess.”

“Me. Ophelia. Harrison Ackerman. Christina, his wife.” Jackie thought for a moment. “There’s a couple more in your department. Mostly executives.”

Piper laughed nervously. “Okay. Wow. But still…it’s crazy. Why would they want me?”

Jackie shrugged but said, “Have you met Tina Ackerman?”

“Uh…no. I don’t think so.”

“She’s Harry’s wife. You look a lot like her. I’m certain he wants to have sex with you and…and I don’t know what else.”

“Uh…flattering but this is an odd way to get a date.”

“He’s too old for you,” Jackie said definitively. “And like I said before I started, you should just say no.”

“Would it be better for me in the company if I said yes to him?” Piper asked softly. 

Jackie could see she was making a calculation. She needed to change the equation.

“Only if you like getting tied up and whipped.”

“Is that what you like?” Piper asked, her head tilted to the side.

“It doesn’t matter.”

“No. I want to know. Is that what you do with them? Do you like it?”

Jackie regretted answering even before she said a word. “I like tying others up. I like flogging and hurting them. Just a bit of pain. No real damage. It’s a game.”

“But you like it.”

“Yes.”

“And that’s all you do?”

“I…I have sex with Society members. Consensually. Always. Sometimes they tie me up and spank and flog me. I like that as well. I’m a switch.”

“Holy shit.”

“I’ll make a report to Harry tomorrow. I’ll tell him you said no. When you get called into his office, you should say no.”

“I like anal sex,” Piper blurted out.

“What?” 

Piper made a thin smile out of her mouth. “Back in college I was messing around with a guy and we didn’t have any condoms but we had some lube. We had anal sex. I liked it.” She paused. “I loved it, actually. We did anal more than regular sex.”

“I didn’t need to know that, but thanks for sharing, Pipes.”

“I’m into kinky shit.”

“Anal’s only a little bit kinky.”

“I’m willing to learn.” Piper smiled.

“Don’t fucking do this, Pipes! It’s a terrible idea.”

“Look what it’s gotten you!” Piper gestured around to indicate the large apartment that should have been out of reach of a person as young and inexperienced as Jackie. “It totally seems worth it.”

Jackie jumped up. “Do you want to have sex with strangers? Be whipped? Be forcibly tattooed and pierced and branded and a hundred other things? Do you want to have sex with a woman while a group of men watch you? Do you want to do this for a camera so they can blackmail you? Do you want all that?”

Piper was silent. She didn’t answer her cousin.

Jackie stormed into her bedroom and slammed the door.

 

The next morning at her desk Jackie typed out a simple email to Harry.

Piper said no. I can explain in detail if you want. I’ll find someone else to replace her if needed.

An hour later she was summoned to Harry’s office.

She had expected the smell of urine to linger in the office. It didn’t. The cleaning crew wasn’t paid enough by her estimation. Harry was sitting at his desk and gestured to the comfortable chair in front of it. Jackie was hesitant to sit, fearing a repeat of the day before, but she showed courage and sat down. 

“You’re an excellent employee, Jackie, and an asset to the Society, but sometimes your powers of observation are lacking.” Harry gestured to the far wall of the office. In Jackie’s defense the office was large and L-shaped. Where he gestured was a seating area for small, informal meetings. 

No one was in the chairs at the moment. Piper, however, was bound against the wall, hands above her head, legs splayed, and completely nude.

Jackie froze.

“She said yes,” Harry reported. “She told me that you instructed her to say no, but here we are.”

Piper tried to smile at Jackie, but the ball gag in her mouth made that difficult. Jackie didn’t know how to react. She averted her eyes from Piper’s naked body, but she had already seen too much.

“Why?” asked Jackie of no one in particular.

“You can’t control her,” said Harry. “She gets to make her own decisions.”

Jackie turned back to Harry. “You have to let her go,” she insisted. “She doesn’t know what she’s getting herself into.”

“Jacqueline, you are treating her like a child,” Harry chided her. “She’s an adult. It’s like you’re trying to keep her out of the Society when you already know the many advantages we’ve given you.”

“She doesn’t need it. I’ll give her what she needs.”

There was a muffled noise from Piper. She was violently shaking her head back and forth while trying to speak around the gag.

“I think Penelope would disagree with you,” said Harry. “Well, she would if she could speak right now.”

Jackie turned and was about to go to Piper’s rescue, a rescue she didn’t want, but Harry grabbed her wrist and stopped her. “Free her and you’ll be out of the Society. Is that what you really want?”

She considered his threat. It wasn’t just the position and money that the Society had given her. It was the sex and everything that went with it. She loved her new life…she just didn’t want her younger cousin to have to go through what she had suffered—had suffered and survived and thrived. 

“I don’t want her to suffer,” Jackie said, casting her eyes downward.

“Like you have?” Harry suggested.

Jackie remained silent.

“I’m disappointed in you, Jackie, but you can earn your way back into my good graces.”

She mashed her lips together before asking, “What do you want?”

He dropped her wrist and went to his desk. From a drawer she produced a flogger. 

“I want to hear her scream behind that gag.”

Jackie looked at the flogger and didn’t know what to do.

She glanced at Piper who was pleading with her eyes. Jackie had no idea what Piper was pleading for.

At least that’s what she told herself.

“Don’t make me say it, Jacqueline. Don’t make me say if you can’t do this for the Society then you won’t be in the Society any longer. Don’t make me say that.” Harry’s voice was cool and smooth and was devoid of anger. 

Jackie needed to make a decision.

“I know this is difficult for you. Everyone has their limits. The Society pushes those limits. We have to in order to know who we are. The rewards for doing this…you know the rewards. They are limitless.”

“I…I can’t,” Jackie said. Her voice was flat. She wasn’t begging. She wasn’t whining.

“Don’t do this for yourself,” said Harry. He placed the flogger in his hand and wrapped her fingers around the handle. “Do it for Penelope. She deserved the same benefits of the Society as you do. I know that you enjoy being the dominant, causing the blush of pain in others. Do it for her. Do it for me. Do it for the Society.”

The smooth wood of the handle felt familiar and comfortable in her hand. It was easier for Jackie not to think. She just reacted.

Piper’s tits were neither small nor large. On any other person they would have been perfect but Jackie couldn’t allow herself to think like that. She stared at the younger woman’s breasts, admired their youth and beauty, and then struck them repeatedly with the flogger.

She didn’t know if Piper had ever been flogged before. She was a recent college graduate and who knew what she had been up to in college. That was the time to experiment, wasn’t it? Jackie had never done anything that kinky in college, but Piper wasn’t her. But surely her little cousin would have said something?

Piper gasped and writhed at the assault. She didn’t scream. It hurt. Her skin almost immediately went from pale to bright red. Jackie was sure to strike her nipples to make the pain lance through her body. Tears were streaming out of her eyes.

The expression on her face was hard to read because of the ball gag. Was she hoping that Jackie would stop? Was she surprised that Jackie had done it at all? Was she thrilled at this introduction to the Society? Her eyes were still pleading but Jackie continued to ignore them.

“Not just her tits,” said Harry softly when Jackie took a moment to pause. She was breathing heavily from the sudden flurry of activity. “Don’t forget the body. And her thighs. She has lovely thighs. And her cunt. Finish her off that way.”

Jackie did as Harry told her. There had never been any real doubt that she was going to obey. She loved giving pain. She loved receiving pain. Pain didn’t have to be physical. It could be emotional as well.

Jackie expertly turned Piper’s skin from lovely paleness to shocking pink and red. Her chest, sides, thighs, arms, everything but her face, was covered in pink and red stripes. 

Still, she didn’t scream. Maybe she was holding out. Maybe she couldn’t at this point, but Jackie knew the cure to that problem.

Piper didn’t shave her pussy. She did some grooming but a full triangle of hair mostly hid her labia and mons away. A series of sharp slaps with the flogger ended her silence.

Piper screamed from behind the gag.

It wasn’t loud, but it was loud enough. 

Jackie wondered if anyone in the office could hear. She wondered if anyone cared.

She wondered if Piper was screaming because it hurt or because she was climaxing. Maybe Piper was doing both.

Harry took the flogger out of her hand mid-swing. He gave her a kiss. “Thank you for everything,” he told her. “You may leave.”

Jackie left. She stopped briefly at her desk, grabbed her bag, and went home. No one would question her. She went home and cried.

She wasn’t the least bit surprised when the usual time for Piper to return home came and went without her cousin’s appearance. 

It didn’t take much imagination on Jackie’s part to imagine what Piper was doing.

That was the problem.

She let her mind wander. The next thing Jackie knew, she was in her bed masturbating with one of the many vibrators she owned. Still, it wasn’t enough to wipe the image of her cousin out of her mind.

There was a pattern to the assignments the Society gave her. Tonight she had off. No one was expecting her. She wasn’t expected to have sex with anyone or abuse anyone for two more days unless something arose unexpectedly.

She needed a distraction. She knew what the distraction had to be and hated the idea. Still, Jackie went through with it.

Two hours later, slightly drunk and a hundred dollars lighter, Jackie was back at her apartment with a companion. The club would have impressed her if she had still been in college but it served its purpose. His name was Dan and he was handsome enough. When she kissed him in the club he was good enough at that. He had been drinking but wasn’t truly drunk. But did a man in his early twenties need to be drunk to go home with a woman he just met? His friends had cheered and saluted him on the way out. Jackie knew she had been aggressive in seducing him, but he was an adult. He could have said no.

Even though Jackie made it all but impossible to say no.

“Wow!” he exclaimed as they walked inside the apartment. “You’ve got a nice…hell, a great place.” Suddenly he stopped in his tracks. Maybe he had sobered up a bit, maybe he was having second thoughts. “You aren’t married, are you? Is this your much older husband’s place?” Suddenly he seemed nervous. Before he had been certain he was getting laid; now that was a secondary concern.

“It’s all mine,” said Jackie. “I share the space with a roommate, just a friend, but she won’t be home tonight.”

Dan was blandly handsome, tall without being too tall. He had an athletic enough body that would remain so until in ten years’ time it started to age and fall apart. Generic looks that could have been anyone. Jackie was fine with that. She just needed him to be anyone. Anyone with a cock.

“Wow.” Dan didn’t seem convinced.

“It’s also some family money,” she lied.

That seemed to reassure him somewhat.

They were in the entrance hall, sizing each other up in the clear lighting of the apartment. All of their flaws and shortcomings hidden by the club’s low light were brought to the fore.

Neither were disappointed.

Not knowing how to proceed, Jackie calmly reached behind her back and unzipped her dress, letting it drop to the floor.

“Wow!” Dan seemed more impressed by this than by the apartment.

Underneath the dress Jackie was wearing what she thought of as her sex uniform. No bra. Sheer thigh high stockings. Black thong. Black heels. Nothing else. 

“Thank you,” she said, taking the unstated compliment. She put her arms around him and lifted her face for a kiss. He got the hint. His kiss was nice.

Jackie didn’t stop there. A few seconds after the kiss she was down on her knees sucking his cock. Dan didn’t protest; he acted like this was an entirely normal turn of circumstances for him.

He had a nice cock. Again, not noteworthy, but handsome enough.

He got hard quickly but Jackie hadn’t brought him back to her place to suck him off and send him on his way.

Abruptly she stopped fellating him and got back onto her feet. “Undress or leave,” she said, sauntering away, swaying her hips more than was strictly necessary. “I’ll be in the bedroom if you want…”

She had just kicked off her shoes when Dan appeared at the bedroom door, naked and with the erection she had left him with. Smoothly she slid onto her bed and said, “I don’t fuck any man unless he knows how to eat cunt.”

Jackie barely had time to open her legs before he was pressing his face to her sex. She was still wearing the thong but that didn’t stop him from kissing and licking her though the lacy material. After a minute of that, she lifted her hips and pulled the tiny bit of lingerie from her body.

Dan didn’t comment on her VCH piercing. Jackie wondered at that but then he was eating her out again and forgot about it. 

He made her cum. That was impressive. It was what Jackie needed. Then he was suddenly on top of her and trying to push it inside her. 

Finding strength she didn’t know she had, Jackie pushed him away.

“What?” He was confused.

“I like my sex kinky.”

Dan hesitated. “How kinky?”

“Ever been tied up?”

“No…”

For a neophyte to bondage, Dan proved a willing partner. Along the way to her current circumstances Jackie had acquired a good amount of bondage equipment that had either been sent to her or she had taken home after an evening’s entertainment. Dan allowed her to bind all four of his limbs to the corners of her bed. At the end of the process he was still hard.

She climbed aboard his body, pressed her pussy into his face while she held and licked his cock. She allowed him the privilege of bringing her to orgasm again. It wasn’t a difficult task, but when he accomplished it he felt like a hero.

“I want to fuck you,” he begged her after her orgasm.

“I bet you do,” she said, climbing off him and rolling to her side. She held the base of his cock with one hand and contemplated the organ.

“Are you just a cocktease?” he asked her, getting frustrated at the situation.

“No…”

“Well, if you’re going to murder me, make it quick because being tied up like this is torture.”

She smiled at him and kissed his cheek. She could vaguely smell her amrita on his face.

“Oh, honey, you don’t know the first thing about torture.”

Jackie moved off the bed and went to the chest where she kept her supplies. 

“Do you like nipple clamps?” she asked him when she returned to the bed.

His eyes went wide. They went wider still when she took one of the little devices and applied it to her own nipple. She winced at the pain and then repeated it on her other nipple. The weight of the clamps pulled on her breasts and she savored the burning sensation.

“Okay, that’s hot,” he said.

“Good. I’m glad you like it.” She had four of the clamps and took one of the two remaining and put it on him. Dan tried to struggle out of the way, but it was hopeless. He resigned himself to his fate.

“We match,” she said when she was done.

The pain wasn’t nearly as bad as he had anticipated.

“You’re into this shit?”

Jackie nodded. “I am. And I love it.” Once more she returned to the chest, enjoying the odd tugging of the clamps on her tits, and returned with a small flogger.

“Oh fuck no!” he protested.

“I’m sure you’ll love this,” she said.

“I’ll scream!” he threatened. “The cops will show up!”

She shook her head at him. “The walls are soundproof. No one is going to hear you. Lay back and enjoy this.”

She lightly slapped the flogger on his thigh. He jerked in surprise but then relaxed. “Oh. That’s…sort of intense but…yeah.”

Taking that as permission, Jackie proceeded to stimulate his thighs and then his abdomen, and she ended the game by sharply slapping the flogger down onto his hard cock.

“Fuck!”

Jackie laughed in delight and repeated the slap.

“Fuck no! Don’t do that!”

She frowned at him. “You didn’t like it?”

“Too intense. Fuck! It hurts.”

“A little pain is fun,” she teased.

“It’s too much for me.”

“Let’s see what I can do to change your mind on that.”

Jackie put away the flogger and then proceeded to give him a blowjob.

Dan didn’t know how to process what was happening with him. The pain wasn’t fun, but the blowjob was. She circled her fingers around the base of his cock, holding it upright and staving off orgasm. He quickly realized that she was an expert at sucking cock…and probably a lot of other things. Maybe Jackie was a few years older than him—and that was fine—but those few years had taught her a lot.

Each time he was about to cum she stopped sucking him and tightened up her fingers of his cock’s root, making that elusive orgasm fade away.

“You’ve got to make me cum,” he begged. “Please. I’ll do anything.”

She laughed at him. “Anything?”

“Yes.” They were playing a game, weren’t they? It was like he was promising to give away his firstborn.

She climbed aboard his body again. This time she was in reverse cowgirl position, showing her ass to Dan while she sat down on his cock. He moaned appreciatively as his organ disappeared inside her. It was everything he could do not to cum right away. Her fingers circled around his cock’s base again. 

Looking over her shoulder, she studied him for a moment. “If you last more than a minute, I’ll give you a reward.”

“O-o-okay…”

Jackie began pumping her hips. Right away Dan was on the edge.

“Please…” he begged.

She released her tight grip on his cock. He was just about to cum and nothing would stop it. Just as he was about to peek, she slapped her hand down as hard as she could onto his balls. 

He screamed.

It didn’t stop the orgasm.

He hated how hard he came. It hurt.

It was the most intense orgasm of his life.

He couldn’t stop cumming.

It was the best orgasm of his life and he had banged too many woman in college and right after. He considered himself a man of the world.

He couldn’t stop himself from cumming through the pain. He jetted all of his spunk deep into Jackie’s pussy.

It seemed to last forever and ended far too quickly.

“Good?” she asked him when he stopped moaning. She looked at him over her shoulder. 

“Too intense,” he complained.

“That’s good. Intense is good. You’ll want more.”

“Maybe I should leave. This has been…a hell of a night.” He pulled on the straps holding him to the bed. “Would you mind?” he asked, indicating the straps.

“You need to do me one last favor,” she said as she lifted her hips and let his softening cock slip free. “My cunt is a mess. You need to clean it.”

She backed up and planted her sex on his face. Dan struggled for a minute, but then he relented. 

He had no choice.