Page 55 of Their Courtesan
Judith sighed. “You know what you want, and you take it. Like me.”
“Yes, like you.”
“That’s alpha male. Trust me. I know my fair share of alphas. The beta-sub types aren’t exactly lining up to pay to be my patron. I have my regular subs, but we don’t talk outside of what I do to them.”
“Interesting.” Seth hadn’t thought about her being a Domme with men who paid for that sort of thing. It suited her, though.I’m not interested. She’s right. I am too alpha for that.If he had to choose, he would rather tap her ass a few times and call her filth. Not that he was in a hurry to do that, either. He was still getting to know her inside and out.If I become her patron, there will be plenty of time for that.Seth may never work again. Not even screwing her first helped, since after a while he got hard again, and the problem repeated itself.Impossible.
He was almost finished with his sketch when he opened his big fucking mouth.
“How long are you going to stay in this job?”
Judith opened her eyes. “Hm?”
“I know you told me you’ve been doing this since after high school… but when do you think you will retire?”
Judith scoffed. “Why would I retire?”
“Well…”
“Let me warn you right now, Dr. Christens.” She sat up, hair covering her breasts and legs crossing until he could no longer see what laid between them. “I don’t intend on retiring for a long time, if ever. Even when I’m old and decrepit I’ll be in the sex business. Maybe not having sex with anyone who pays me enough, but I have ambitions beyond this bedroom… not that there’s anything wrong with this bedroom. I’m hoping to run my own place one day. Way more money in that. You give me a lot of money to fuck me, but I only keep a percent of that. The rest goes to the house. Why do you think I do so much shit off the books? Most of my income goes to this room and restocking my personal supplies. I even pay for my monthly exams. We’ve got a gyno who comes up here once a month to check us out and make sure we’re not catching flies in our traps and God knows where else. Maybe you know the fucker. His name’s Kline.”
“Name doesn’t ring a bell.”
“I like my job. It’s mycareer.Maybe some of the other girls are doing this as a temporary thing until they move on to whatever, but I can’t imagine doing anything else. I don’twantto. This is my life. I like being paid to do something I love. Don’t you?”
Seth looked up again. “Excuse me?”
“Your art. You get paid for it right? It’s why you retired from being a doctor, right? Because it’s your passion? This is mine. Maybe you think I should be doing something else eventually, but quite frankly, I don’t care. I don’t take this sort of shit from my clients. I’m proud of who I am and what I do.”
Seth cleared his throat.She told me.“I didn’t mean to hit such a sore spot. I’m sorry. It’s good that you’re proud. Being a courtesan is its own art form, and I can respect that.”
“Courtesan, huh?” Judith laughed again, at least. “Funny you should say that. Monica is always saying she was inspired by the Shanghai pleasure houses of a hundred years ago. She’s a romantic like that.”
“Were such things romantic?”
“You know how it is, especially if you weren’t there. Easy to pretend it was something special when it wasn’t.”
Seth finished his sketch.I can work with this.He looked at his watch. They had an hour left before their session ended and Judith had to eat dinner and get ready for her evening work. Plenty of time to make amends.
“Finished?” Judith didn’t look at him with the same light as before.I really hit a nerve.“Or are you happy to see me?” She pointed to his crotch, half-erect from looking at her naked form for over an hour.
“Both.”
“Hmph.” She brought her knees up and extended her arms above her head.I could touch her right now. Feel her. Enter her, if I want.Another fifteen grand about to go down the drain.There’s a crude joke in there somewhere.“Do your worst.”
His worst? What? Did she think he was going to come over and do nothing but fuck her for twenty minutes?That was the first time.Seth liked to think it meant more than plain sex. Judith had been pleasantly surprised at his sudden assertiveness, after all. He could be even more assertive right now. “Actually, I was thinking of mixing it up a little. You don’t get to lie back and enjoy whatever I give you this time, Ms. King. You say this is your job? You should work for what you get.”
Judith sat up, arms crossed. “You’re not even my patron yet and you’re already getting cocky.”
“You have no idea.” He grabbed a chunk of her hair in his fist, pulling her head toward him. “Now suck my cock.”
Her eyes widened. “Yes,sir.”
“I like it when you call me sir.” Way better than that doctor shit. Any woman could call him doctor. Many had. Only Judith could call him sir and make it sound sincere.It’s part of her persona… and yet I can’t say no to it.The carefully constructed Seth Christens was coming undone… for a courtesan. “Too bad you won’t be able to say anything at all with my cock down your throat.”
Her wicked grin killed him, but he didn’t let it show. Not even when she unzipped his pants and grabbed his cock, stiff and ready for whatever she gave him. “You want to come in my throat, sir?” She stroked him, softly at first, and then with rueful determination.Fuck. She’s getting back at me, all right.This was the type of petty vengeance Seth could get into, however. “Or should I get wet right now?”
“Yes. That. Assuming you want me to be able to fuck you at a moment’s notice.”
