Page 108 of Stabby Little

These are genuine working boys. I didn't meet any like them in the warehouse because we were all there involuntarily, but it's interesting to meet people who choose to go into sex work.

"Valentin paid me upfront." I adjust my grip on the tray. "My tips are included in my base pay."

"Whatever figure he gave you," the boy in the dress says, "wasn't enough. You could walk out of here with ten thousand tonight."

"I'm content with what I have."

"Are you sure you're not a virgin?" The boy in the dress runs his hand over his hip. "I could teach you how to give excellent head in the back closet. It'll prepare you for your night."

I take a sip of rosé. "I appreciate the offer. But I know how to suck cock."

The boy in the pink lipstick smacks the boy in the dress. "Tone it down. This is our new coworker."

"I was only offering." The boy in the dress helps himself to a glass of rosé. "I respect his decision."

I turn to him. "Maybe we can fool around sometime when I'm off the clock. Tonight, I've committed to my Daddy."

"I don't want to pressure you. It's all right."

"There's a banana right there." I point to a ripe banana in a nearby fruit bowl. "Use that for my lesson."

The boy in the dress picks up the banana and slides it in his mouth. He swirls his tongue around the tip, making gagging noises as it smacks into his tonsils.

"I can swallow eight inches," he says, puffing out his chest. "That banana wasn't long enough."

"I can do ten," I say sassily, pivoting toward the door. "I thinkyouneed lessons fromme."

The boy in the dress runs his hand over his dick. "I've got eleven inches right here. Let's test it out."

"I need to work now. Have fun with your banana."

"I'm not a fan of your attitude. I'm telling Valentin you're a spoilsport."

"Valentin will fire all of us if we don't get to work," the other boy says.

The boy in the hot pink lipstick nods. "The kitty has a point. We already got in trouble for having an orgy during our last shift. We need to entertain guests."

The boy who helped me with the rosé shakes his head. "I'll go nuts if I have to bang another sixty-year-old billionaire tonight. I don't care how much they pay me. I just want to play with boys my own age."

"We make more than junior analysts at Goldman Sachs," the boy in the dress drawls. "And we only work one night per week. I'll take your clients if you don't want them."

"I wasn't turning in my resignation."

"It sure sounded like it."

"You know I value my ability to pay rent."

I tighten my grip on the silver tray and head to the door. "It was nice meeting you. I'll bring these to the clients."

"I'll join you." The boy in the hot pink lipstick walks to my side. "I'm Tanner. I want to catch the last of Jason's shibari demonstration. He's the most talented artist in Manhattan."

Tanner leads the way back into the main room. We watch Jason tie his submissive in knots. It's a magical experience, one that leaves me amazed at the artistry that goes into shibari.

Never in my life did I expect a titillating act to be so artful. Most people assume that kink clubs are full of debauchery, but this puts Michelangelo to shame. Jason could have his own exhibit at the Met and wealthy New Yorkers would pay top dollar to see his work. The fact that I'm seeing his show for free astonishes me.

Tanner and I serve drinks to various guests. A Daddy and boy accept two glasses of rosé, then drink the liquor off each other's bodies. A dominatrix orders her sub to spread his ass cheeks, then penetrates him with a champagne flute. He descends upon it, sucking the glass into his ass.

I've never seen anything like it. Despite the shit I witnessed in the warehouse, this is the kinkiest, most unique activity I've ever seen. It's amazing because it's all consensual. No one's forcing their partners to do anything—they're aware of the club's safe word and know it's only a game. I breathe a sigh of relief when I remember this, thanking Valentin and the Ferrari brothers for creating a safe place to play. I can put my terrible trauma my captors inflicted on me out of my mind.

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