Page 15 of The Secret Club
“Ouch, you’re right.” I laugh and screw up my face. “He does say he’s going to build me up to it though. Hopefully with a vat load of lube…”
I apply for the role.
Dear Member 204,
I would like to offer myself over to your use on Wednesday evening. I think you’ll enjoy stretching my pussy and arsehole to their very limits. I want to feel those dildos up in my stomach. I want to feel the stretch of those butt plugs for days after. Please will you fuck my face whilst stuffed with your favourite toys and give me the pleasure of drinking your come?
Yours, Roxy
I giggle to myself. I wonder how other playmates apply for jobs? I need to remember to ask Sophie. Is that too much? I do want to get the job; $3,000 would make such a difference to us.
Before I’ve even closed the laptop, a notification flashes up on screen.
ACCEPTED
I clap my hands in a burst of excitement. Clearly Member 204 liked my naughty words. I don’t even speak dirty to James, I’m not sure how I managed to write it. Roxy is becoming my alter ego as well as my alias at the club. She is getting out of control! I kind of like her though. She sounds confident and sexy. I want to be confident and sexy.
I phone Sophie, she answers on the first ring. Sophie is not her real name like Roxy is not mine and occasionally I wonder what hers is. After two rings I hear Sophie’s sunny voice, “Hey Roxy. How are you?”
“Hi Sophie, I’m doing well thank you. Are you working this week?”
“Yes I’m working the café Tuesday, Thursday this week and then the bar Friday. I’ll see you tomorrow?”
Sophie knows I just work mornings 9-1pm to accommodate my own business, which ironically is looking less and less appealing by the day. I love my little business but if making $3,000 in three hours is possible for me, I’m not sure I’m going to need to run it for much longer.
“Yep I’ll be there tomorrow. I’ve just been accepted for a new job. It’s for pussy and anal stretching. Have you done anything like that before?”
“Oh sure, nice. It’ll be an experience, but you can handle it,I know it. You’ve pushed two kids out so it’s just your butt that might need to relax. Remember, deep breaths, breathe through it. Play with your clit, it makes relaxing much easier.”
“Thanks, I will do that. What do you have on this week, playmate jobs I mean?”
“I’m getting ready for a job right now actually. It’s Electrostimulation. Don’t freak out. I’m not getting electrocuted. Well, I am, but not fried.”
“Wow and ouch? How does that even work? What job board is that?”
“It’s basically an electro sex toy. I’ve played with this guy before, if it is who I think it is. He’s real naughty. Likes to blindfold me so I don’t know where he’s going to touch me. He builds up the intensity as the time goes by. He likes to hear me scream, especially when he zaps my clit. It’s from the Amber board by the way. You wouldn’t have seen it. But all good, you’ll get to play with the Electro Kinkers one day soon.”
“Ouch, I think I need to build up to that one. Do you like it?”
“I love it. The anticipation of the zaps and giving over complete control and freedom of my body… I could come just thinking about what this member will do to me.”
“Good luck with that one. I take it, it doesn’t leave any marks or burns.”
“Oh god no. Nothing is allowed to be done to us that will permanently mark us. Although I did hear that one playmate was offered more money than they could ever refuse to have a surprise session on the Red list. I don’t know what was done but I know there were a few permanent reminders. This one club member and job received special permission to take place. Sandy told me once that each Red job is authorised on a case-by-case basis. I guess if I looked on the Red list maybe I might see more. But I’m happy sticking to Green and Amber, I canalways find a job that I can’t resist. And that’s enough money for me.”
“Wow, I wonder what was done to her and how much she was paid…” I muse.
“Don’t stress about it. You can see for yourself soon enough. First things first, you need to survive your first stretching job. You’ll be fine though; I’m just fucking with you.”
“I’m kind of looking forward to it.”
“Good, you should be. Enjoy it. Just lie back and think of the money! And on that note, I need to fly. Catch you tomorrow my friend.”
“See you tomorrow, enjoy your job you little minx!”
Ending the call I muse about the Red list. I’m so curious to see what is on there. Certainly, I won’t be able to guess. I’m already googling what kinks are even out there—the majority I’ve never even heard of. How much money could they offer for unrestrained access? My pussy flutters at the thought. What would I be open to allow for the right price? What even is the right price? If I make it to the Red jobs list, will it enable me to start paying off our mortgage, not just the interest?
My daydream of a mortgage free life is interrupted by a sleepy little angel who has woken up and needs a glass of water and to be put back to bed. Being a playmate and a mum is worlds apart yet I’m doing them both. It’s my life. The confidentiality of the Clarendon Club gives me a sense of security that neither side of my life will ever cross paths. At least, I pray I can always keep them totally separate.
