Vicky - the high end whore.

Straddling me she reached around and slipped my stiff cock into her. With a smile she also reached the anal vibrator and lube; I could feel it inside of her and it felt good.

The bi-fold doors of the English penthouses apartment were open and a cool autumnal breeze was just enough to move her perfect chestnut hair. The evening had been beautiful, time and food with the one I loved.

"I was to retire rich and within 5 years." It was a bizarre statement at this time. I just let it slide, literally. Vicky earnt more in a month than I did in a year. She was in high end, premium real estate. Castles, mansions and estates in prime locations. She had recently started in the European market too.

Breakfast came around far too quickly, we'd had a long day yesterday and feel asleep in each other's arms. "Tell me about your retirement plans, please?" A basic enquiry that was met with an unexpected response. "I fucked another guy, let me explain." I wasn't shocked but a little surprised; we'd been involved in many 'group activities' in our time but always together. She explained that one of her clients had always made it clear what he wanted. Vicky had been the agent for an increasing amount of his portfolio. He'd said that if she sold the last one and completed on the purchase of the next within a month then her give her £1,000 bonus but she needed to spend the night with him. Now in the early '90's this was a large sum. She declined and told him £5,000 as a joke and then she met the target. She'd spent the night getting him pissed on his own fine champagne, taking his load in her mouth before she climbed on a limp condom clad dick that couldn't perform. The 5k already in the bank she left at 5:00.

I was being told a completely honest account and I think I liked it. "Errr ok, that's kind of hot and horny but, what does this have to do with retiring?" She explained that the business has grown, she had taken on an experienced agent to share the responsibilities to allow Vicky to concentrate on the European venture and halve her hours. She wanted to increase a personal adventure based on her recent fun. With her financial manager she had discussed this; they knew each other's business. A business plan was being made and bank accounts made. "I'll need a manager for running the new business. Shall I draw you up a contract?" Wow, from lover to pimp??? "I'll match your salary, move in with me and you'll have no expenses. If it goes well then I'll expand and if it doesn't we'll still have our own industries to return to fill time."

After a month of thinking I have Vicky my answer - yes, let's do this. I moved in and out was non-stop action. I struggled to keep up being honest.

She had always been 'admired' by her high end clients and most had used her professional real estate skills many times. This was a great contact base. I had a contract which was my salary, plus 10%, plus 10% commission on sales. WTF? We discussed us, the business and the European side of things.

Within a month we were to be off to Italy to search for a villa for a client. I made it clear that this wasn't my role and I was met with a smile. "Oh, but it is. You will arrange for 1 day and 3 clients. He will travel alone and I've negotiated £5,000 for the evening, you need to fill the other 2 clients during the day and a venue." Vicky had some stunning photographs taken which were very seductive, the ones with her face were only to be used if booked. Her IT guy designed a website with our brief. Highest end exceptional clientele. 'The Vicarage' and 'Vicar', ready for Vicky to remember in the heart of passion and controversial too. 'The Vicarage' was to follow later.

I reserved and paid for the 5 star hotel penthouse in Florence, this pictures looked incredible. It had 4 bedrooms and a view from each. Loaded with Vicky's contacts and those of her friend Snowy I set to work finding 2 others. Discreet conversations and emails led to a list of interested parties, some in Europe on holiday and some willing to travel. Far from difficult I now had 2 waiting on a future date.

Flying to Italy was exciting and on arrival we looked at 3 villas and expressed returning to one with our client. He was late 50's and exceptionally presented. This was to be the 5th house in Europe for him. He smiled at us .... well Vicky, and asked if we could arrange some staff, draw up contacts and meet the price he was prepared to pay. I nodded and left knowing the stupid price he was to pay. The staff was a new venture too for me but the house price left is a hefty commission. Vicky had arranged for their evening meeting the following day.

2 older guys, one at 11:00 and one at 3:00 were arranged to meet Vicky. I had 2 cameras in each room that they were to use. I was in the 4th bedroom and each meeting was in a different bedroom. Each paying £4,000. Vicky let them in to the penthouse at their sorted times. She wore stockings, suspenders and bra under a light wrap. She had been working out and looked amazing unlike these 2 guys. Vicky knew where the cameras were, she played to them, to me. The first was quick all showered and out of the door in an hour; it was all very vanilla. The second had been tied, whipped and a large butt plug inserted. He was small and hard and as Vicky straddled his face he came. Nothing else happened.

I couldn't resist and once he was gone I took his place dining on her labia, probing her open pussy with my tongue; she was very wet. "I love getting paid to fuck. Do you?" I realised that I was 'on the clock.' "Fuck, yes I do." She turned around and now in 69 position with a face full of her glory and her throat caressing the head of my cock, I erupted into her. "Oooh, I think you need that. Have you been watching porn?"

The evening session was interesting. He was in control, he had more stamina than I did too. He had snorted some white powder, drunk champagne and was flipping Vicky like a burger. There was no condom with him unlike the others. He was denied anal but allowed everything else. He had a great tit wank before cumming on her face. She scooped it off and ate it. She was 100% slutty whore. Her stockings on, knickers off. Leaning her forwards over the table her room her from behind I could see his cum dripping from her when he stood just moments later. She pushed the same lubed butt plug into his arse that she had used before, the ball gag was next for him and the nipple clamps went from him, to her. I was watching, my cock in hand. Seeing her, watching her with her knowing what I would be doing was exciting. He whipped her, not violently but leaving marks on her back, butt and legs. His phone rang, he swore and after a slight struggle answered it. He spoke Italian, clearly angry he swore. He removed the butt plug, gathered his things and was gone.

I gave it 10 mins, locked the door to the penthouse and Vicky welcomed me. "Make me cum, the others have been self indulgent." My fingers, face and cock eagerly dipped into her. I could taste his cum on her face, tits and especially in her pussy. I tied her tightly to the bedposts. She knew I had been watching, she knew what she was doing. I am normally a sensual lover but once she had cum I fucked her; raw animalistic sex, emotionless. I filled her. Her already used pussy taking another load. My fingers became my hand just able to stretch her enough to first her. Her g-spot clearly being stimulated and her pussy being very full she came violently forcing me out of her again. The bed was wet with joint juices.

We both lay gasping a little; she was still restrained. After 20 minutes or more I told her to suck me hard, mounted her face and she complied. I untied her, took her onto the balcony and in clear view of anyone who looked up fucked her as she bent over the iron railing. The soft scarlet rope still dangling from her wrists and ankles now tapping rhythmically against the iron railings. Her tits swaying in the breeze. She looked used, she felt used and mine was the fourth cock of the day, again. I knelt her down just behind I came so that I could unload into her willing mouth. Swallowing it and licking her lips I simply said, "£13,000 worth of you, 1 days work. But, did you enjoy it?" I asked. "Today no, this evening, hell yes!"