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What was that look?
“Can you do it tonight?” Madame asked, while working on her phone, probably sending the money already. I loved serious people.
It was four o’clock, I could plan on how to visit her before my session with my sub at seven. I should be able to schedule myself so I could give her the last visit she’d ever receive on Earth.
“Alright, I’ll do it.” I got up and turned to leave
She squealed happily, “oh thank you so much, gosh you were totally created for this.” I was?
“Come on now, I’m vulnerable to compliments. I’ll start blushing.” She giggled, while I rolled my eyes and left the office.
Even outside the office, I could hear Madame shouting at Gideon because she was still mad at him. He was never going to hear enough of it if I succeeded in killing Mrs. Grey.
Oh did I say ‘if’? Sorry, I meant when.
* * *
Mrs. Grey was going to be at her penthouse after returning from her mother’s house. Apparently on a normal day, she always had twelve guards following her. If she was going to be at her penthouse, six guards would be upstairs and six would be downstairs.
The penthouse had three security cameras outside the compound that rolled and when any of them captured a human, it alerted the guards to know if it was an intruder or someone they were expecting.
Each camera rolled every ten seconds, which gave me ten seconds to move. I could get into the compound in forty. If I got into the compound, I’d fight the six guards downstairs and when the guards upstairs realized that there was a stranger, their main objective would be to take Mrs Grey to safety. If they did that, they’d take the standby safety car to drive her away. But the car would blow immediately they ignited the engine because I already had someone set a bomb in it.
Funny what fifty thousand dollars could do.
Unless her guards were stupid like Gideon. If they were, fighting me would be the first thing on their mind, instead of taking their boss to safety. Then they wouldn’t even need to leave the compound, I’d just finish everything there.
Either way, she would die because I never left my job incomplete, even if it was the last thing I did on earth.
There was a knock on the hotel door at around 6:45 and as I opened it, my visitor came in.
She was dark-haired and light-skinned, with small tits and a big ass to make up for it. She was a really shy lady, always fiddling with her fingers and looking down when talking to me –even though she was about two to three years older.
For someone who loved being in control, she was totally my type.
I walked closer to her and with my height being 5”7 and hers being 5”3, I was hovering above her.
Another green flag.
I ran my thumb on her lower lips and she blushed, making me grin. God, it was so hard staying straight, not when women were so beautiful.
She might be shy, but she was such a temptress in bed. Always reacting to every little touch of mine. The saying was right; the shy ones were always wild in bed.
“Thank you for the gift, I loved it.” She appreciated, smiling and fiddling with her fingers as usual. I loved taking care of my subs, especially her. I had to take care of them so they could be there whenever I needed them.
I had sent her a gift package of a blue satin corset, which I thought she would like because it was embroidered with diamonds, and she did. Typical.
I walked over to the bed and sat on it. “Then show me how much you like it. I doubt you do since you are still standing over there.” It was like my words pushed her because she moved with speed to the bed and kissed me. I gave a small laugh against her lips.
Okay, she must have really liked the corset.
I kissed her back with the same pace, biting her lower lip to gain access in her mouth and she submissively opened up for me to dive in. I sucked on her tongue.
I pulled off the white shirt gown that was barely covering her thighs, revealing her beautiful matching red panties. I unclasped her bra and pulled off her panties, leaving her stark naked. I covered her left nipple with my mouth, sucking on it while twirling the other nipple between my fingers.
“Oh fuck…” she raised her chest for me and I gently pushed her down. I ran my index finger from her breast down to her thighs before cupping her pussy. I stroked her center without entering her and she whimpered in frustration.
I continued stroking before I pushed two digits inside her and curled them around a spot.