TITAN
I WOKE UP with another pounding headache, so I have the curtains closed to block out the light. And five new girls stand in the center of my office. All stripped down to their underwear. I’m still going through their paperwork when I hear Nigel’s voice come through the speaker on my office phone. “Two ladies have arrived, sir. They say that Shana referred them, and that you are expecting them today.”
I press the intercom button and order, “Send them up.”
I never set a limit on how many Queens we have. At one point, we had over three hundred. But not all of them live in Nevada. One, for instance, resides in Columbus, Ohio, and comes to Vegas three times a year to work for me. The women get to choose how often and how much they work. You’d be surprised by how many I’ve lost due to them getting in a serous relationship with one of my clients. I wouldn’t say it’s allowed, but I can’t tell two people not to share feelings. It is what it is. And there are always five new girls ready and willing to take her place.
Hearing my door open, I hold out my hand without looking up and snap my fingers. “Paperwork.”
Two applications are placed in it, and I slap them down on the desk. I press my intercom button for the adjoining office. “GiGi, five of them are ready for you.”
Seconds later, the door to my right opens, and she steps in.
“Go with GiGi to get your measurements. Once done, come back in here, and the doctor will be ready for you,” I inform them.
I place the first five applications to the side and look at the two new ones. When I read their names, my head snaps up. Jasmine and Emilee stand before me.
“Is this a joke?” I ask.
Neither one of them says anything. I run a hand through my hair. “Goddammit.” I stand. Not in the mood for this today. Or any other day. “What the fuck is this shit?” I demand, picking up their papers.
“We’re here to audition to be a Queen,” Jasmine smiles at me. She has her short red hair half up and is dressed like she’s going out on the town in a black mini dress with her tits hanging out and heels. I wouldn’t expect anything less from her.
“I don’t have time for this,” I growl.
Jasmine reaches for the hem of the dress and lifts it over her head. Then undoes her bra and tosses it behind her.
My eyes meet her green ones. “What are you doing?” Still not believing them for a second.
“Isn’t this what we must do?” she asks, tilting her head as if she’s confused. “The application was very clear that we must strip down and show you what we’re working with.”
It does not say those exact words, but I’m not going to stop them. I’m so ready for this day to be over, and it’s not even ten a.m. yet. “You’re right.” I cross my arms over my chest, and my eyes go to Emilee. She looks almost terrified. “Show me,” I challenge her. I had no doubt Jasmine would do it, but Em won’t.
EMILEE
I run my hand through my hair and close my eyes. At one time, I liked him. I actually wanted him to touch me. Fuck me.
Twenty years old.
“Bones, this is the boy’s locker room,” I hiss as he drags me inside off the gym floor.
“I don’t give a fuck.”
“Bones …” He slams my back into a red locker, the sound bouncing off the now silent room. I watch the door slowly shut behind us and wonder if it locks. It’s the middle of the day. We just finished lunch. Who knows who may try to come in here?
He lowers his head to my neck. His warm breath hitting my skin. “No one is in here at this time, Em. It’s just you and me.” His hands go to my shorts. “And I can’t wait …” His lips find mine. “Need to …” Kiss. “Be inside of you right now.”
His tongue enters my mouth, tangling with mine, and I groan as that usual feeling builds in my stomach. My thighs tightening and my pussy growing wet at how much he needs me. Bones never needs anything. I’m the only one he ever shows who he really is. How broken he truly is. And I can’t help but want to save him. From his demons. From his nightmares. I never turn him down.
He shoves my shorts down my legs when he realizes I’m not gonna protest anymore. His fingers go between my thighs, and he runs them over the soaked fabric of my underwear.
I open my eyes and gasp when I see a set of blue eyes staring at me in the large mirror. I look to the left of us, but no one is there. It’s another set of lockers. He shoves a finger into me, and I begin to pant. Looking back at the mirror, I see those same eyes again. And I realize he’s on the other side of the lockers. Only this time, he’s moved forward, more into the line of sight, and it’s Titan.
“Bones …” I go to shove him away.
He rips my panties off my hips, and I cry as the fabric tears into my skin before giving in to his strength. He shoves them into my mouth, then clamps his hand over my lips, knocking the back of my head into the locker with force. I look up at him, and wetness pools between my legs. His face is in front of mine, staring down at me. “I’m gonna fuck that tight cunt, Em.” He lowers his lips to my neck, gently kissing my skin. “You’re gonna keep these soaked panties in your mouth until I replace them with my cock and come all over those pretty lips.”
I whimper. My eyes still on Titan. He stands there like a statue, listening to every word. And my heart pounds. Does Bones know he’s in here? Would he stop if I told him?
Bones pulls back and glares down at me waiting for me to agree.
I nod my head. My breathing ragged and heart pounding. I know they’ve shared girls before; I wonder if it’s ever crossed his mind to share me …
That thought gets interrupted as Bones slides into me, stretching me. I cry out around the gag, and he doesn’t take his time. He lifts my right leg to hug his hip, and his fingers grip my skin, holding it in place. He’s rough as he slams into me. My body hits the lockers, and the sound echoes in the room.
My eyes are on Titan. His on mine. His white T-shirt strains from his heavy breathing. He lowers his hands and unzips his jeans, and my breath gets caught when I watch him pull his hard dick through the open zipper. Lifting his hand, he spits on it before stroking his long, thick cock. Once. Twice. Girls in this school talk and their whispered memories of his dick don’t do him any justice. I watch hungrily as his hand picks up pace and saliva pools in my mouth.
“Fuck, you’re so wet, baby,” Bones growls. “I should gag you more often.” He grips my hair with his free hand and yanks my head back, making me look up at the white ceiling tiles. I can’t see Titan anymore, but I can feel his eyes on us. Watching. Wanting. A part of me wishes he would touch me. Suck on my hard nipples. I still have on my bra and shirt. When Bones is in a mood like this, nothing else matters but a quickie. Hard and fast to get both of us off. No foreplay. No extra attention.
And right now, I sure do want to play. With both of them. A bigger part wishes Titan’s cock was in my mouth instead of my thong.
That sensation building takes over me, and I scream into the gag as heat rushes up my back. Bones lets go of me. My shaky knees give way, and I fall to them on the tile floor. Then he’s shoving his fingers in my mouth and removes the gag. I take in a deep breath, but that’s all he allows me before it’s replaced with his cock. I can taste myself on him. His hands grip my hair, and he doesn’t slow his pace. He fucks my mouth just as he did my pussy. His grunts and the sounds of me sucking fill the room like music booming through speakers. Then I feel him. His body tensing, he pushes farther down my throat and tears run down my face. I accept him, knowing he needs it. I need it. And I want to show Titan how good I am. If he’s even still here. All I can see is a blurry vison of Bones looking down at me as he holds my head by my hair. He pushes into me one last time, and cum fills the back of my throat. When he finally steps away, I fall forward on my hands, gasping for air. Cum drips from the corners of my lips, and I lick it off.
I hear Bones zip up his pants, and then he kneels before me, “I’ve got practice tonight, but I’ll be over afterward. Leave your window unlocked and be naked.” He kisses me, stands, and leaves.
My head is bowed while on my hands and knees in the boys locker room, and I look up when I hear the sink turn on. I thought Bones had left … My eyes lock on Titan’s in the mirror. He’s washing his hands. I want to be embarrassed, but I can’t. The rush of knowing he was watching turned me on. I even wanted him to join.
Without breaking eye contact, I get to my shaky legs. He throws the paper towel in the trash and turns to face me.
I’m breathing heavy, and my face is wet from tears running down my cheeks. He takes a step toward me and just stands there. When he sees that I don’t stop him, he takes three more, closing the distance between us. I pant, but he’s no longer breathing heavy like he was when I watched him earlier. He reaches out, grabs a lock of my tangled hair, and twists it around his fingers. He licks his lips.
“Titan …” I whisper, thinking he’s gonna kiss me. I’m standing in front of him naked from the waist down. Not one bit ashamed or embarrassed.
Instead, he leans forward, placing his lips to my ear. His large body pressing into my shaking one. “You looked good on your knees, Em. It suited you.” He pulls away, standing up to his full height. He reaches up running a finger over my wet lips. “Anytime you need a reminder where you belong, let me know. I’ll be more than happy to help you out.” Then he turns and walks out.
Opening my eyes, I see the side door in his office softly shut. One look over where Jasmine was standing shows me that she has left me and Titan. And she just became a Queen. It’s all up to me now. I have to swallow my pride and do what must be done. And I already hate how much I’m going to enjoy it.
