Diana's POV

Zay put on a excellent show. At such a young age I just didn't understand how she was so good at knowing exactly when and how to apply pain and pleasure, she was so good at staying right behind the breaking point, really pushing somebody to their limits. I could go on. The fact is she left everyone hot and bothered and private rooms got filled quickly which filled my pockets with petty money and I also put 4 girls on contract. I don't know a single person who can walk out each night with at least 15 million.

I sat in my office and worked out some numbers when Jennifer entered with Zay. The nerve. "Jennifer I could have sworn Dr.Vitch was having a pretty important dinner tonight with his co-workers," I said and she went from relaxed to walking on thin ice. "He didn't want me there," she mumbled shamefully and my eyes narrowed.

"Well! ON THE BRIGHT SIDE..... Your office has been pretty-" Zay attempted.

"Get out Zay... I've already transferred the money to your account," I said and Jennifer's eyes widened. Zay nodded , gave an assuring glance to Jennifer and walked out.

I would smile if I wasn't in my dominant mood. Zay was a dominant, always have been but I feel she would be submissive to me if it could have been kept a secret. Or maybe that's a fantasy of my own.

"What to do ... what to do..." I said standing up and now sitting on my desk in front of Jennifer. She stared at the floor, dodging my glare. That's fine. Everybody does.

"Jennifer you're really starting to make me doubt all that potential we spoke about. Now I realized your sudden and I dare say dramatic change and ... did we not speak about this?"

Her brain was going through what I call green light traffic. She has the right to go but can't  go. The right to speak but can't  speak. "If this business is too strong for you or maybe not enough it's okay to walk out. It's in your favor. You'll be able to walk out this office, unpunished and unscathed with no need to look back. But if you stay ... in simple words Jenny. You're fucked."

"Permission to explain, Mistress," she said softly. She really wanted no parts of this. She rarely called me Mistress since she rarely got into big trouble with me.

I'm not over reacting. As someone receiving a contract that means you're being selected to fulfill certain needs. It's very common for you to attend special events, meetings, dinners and usually meet the family. Some contracts last years, some end in marriage , however a majority don't. That's where my profit comes in. It's a red flag when the person who proposed the contract doesn't want your company, even more of a red flag when your company isn't wanted publicly.

"Speak," I allowed.

"Dr.Vitch is seeing someone else. Someone who isn't of this lifestyle. In other words, a vanilla person. This person isn't a she, it's a he .. it's a he... and well .. he," she began to choke up and her eyes filled with tears.

"Spit it out Jenny," I said not sure if she was scared which I did not want, not like this.. hoping I didn't push my authority too far... but confused if I should be concerned.

She slid off her jacket and then her blouse and turned around revealing her back. Which was bruised with two massive welts across her lower back. "I want you to put your clothes back on. I want you to hold all the contracts until Victoria gets down here and I want you to be recovering from having fun on my desk when I get back," I said each step getting closer to her. She nodded finally making eye contact with me.

I went upstairs and grabbed Lucas. He saw the look in my face and swallowed hard. "You went from Diana to Mistress really quickly," he exhaled in his UK accent. Who in the hell would leave London and come here?! "I want you to go downstairs and fuck the daylights out of Jennifer on my desk. I want you to record it... and then I want the both of you to stand in the corner naked. I don't give a damn who enters and who sees and know it'll be nothing compared to what I do to the both of you! Am I understood?" I asked grabbing him by his phone shirt.

"Yes Mistress," he said and dropped everything he was doing. "Make sure you get someone to cover you... idiot!" I face palmed. "Yes Mistress!" he hollered as I walked away.

Twain. My valet parking "manager" knew something was wrong. I never have them bring me my car unless of course... I needed help. "How many people can you spare tonight?" I asked putting on a pair of mirrored aviators.

"I can spare 4 including me. I just knocked out that last rush tho ... why wassup?" he said looking me up and down. "Somebody got you heated tho. I don't mind calming you down," he flirted. I rolled my eyes , thank god I put on my aviators. "Tell your little thugs to get in the Jeep Cherokee," I smiled and he laughed off his fail.

"We didn't get paid no bonus the last time we acted like your little security team. We shot bullets that time too," he said and I backhanded him. I don't have the patience nor the time today.

"You didn't get paid a bonus the time before that either and you never will! Listen to me and listen to me good. No Valet Parking Guy makes half of what you make on the east coast. I think I treat your hood rat ass and friends quite nicely. You think I don't know about your so called moves 'underground' ? The only reason your lifting is because I'm giving you the weight. I'm being more than generous in return for your once in a blue moon favors...Wouldn't
you agree Gregory?" He hated his first name, like every street thug.

He said nothing. In fact he just nodded to his boys and got in the Cherokee leaving his little brother Robert (Robby) in charge. "So whose the victim?" one of them in the backseat said and I sighed in frustration.

"Everybody just shut the fuck up back there aight?" he demanded.

"Vous avez grandi une paire rapide," I chuckled. Somebody burst in laughter in the back. "What did you just say... because that mafucka know French," he asked ticked off. "You grew a pair pretty fast," I said with a smile. The backseat hyped it and he gripped the steering wheel a little tighter. Oh Twain... the potential you throw up in the air is disappointing.

When we got there they followed me. You would never think they were valet parking and from the Virginian Slums... no.. they looked like high paid ex military security. Blue tooth, black shades, clean cuts, bulky arms and chest, muscle tops with cargo pants and black boots. All 4 of them.

I walked through the event and was greeted with big eyes and dropped jaws. Being here in search of Dr.Vitch did nothing but boost his name. What could someone like me possibly be doing with someone like him? When I finally laid eyes on him he was speaking angrily on the phone. "May I interrupt?" I asked.

He turned around and after realizing who I was he broke into a smile. "What are you doing here?" he asked pulling me into a hug. "I was actually looking for Jennifer. She has an interview tonight with a rather special gentleman," I said taking a seat. My men behind me, waiting for a signal.

"Interview... She never spoke to me about this. Andrew, you?" he asked turning to a younger man , maybe mid 20's. Dr. Vitch was in his early 40's.. then again Jennifer isn't a day over 22. "And who is this?" I asked looking at Andrew. "A good friend of mine," Dr. Vitch said quickly... a little too quickly. Protective much? "Jennifer didn't say anything to me about an interview. She did say she had plans tonight," Andrew recalled. He kept glaring at me. He knew exactly who I was.

Trouble.

"I wouldn't expect you to pay attention to a punching bag either," I said and Dr. Vitch looked at me wide-eyed. "Due to a breach in contract, it's being terminated along with an agreed payment of $2,000,000 for any damage or reduction in value, also 12 month suspension from Feu Bleu and any related events. An extra $3,500,000 agreed payment for violation of sexual safety term 2 section 1 line 5. Will not engage sexually with another person outside of contract or without permission. Don't test me on that one. Would that be cash, credit, or payment schedule of a total of 5,500,000?" I flexed and he shook his head.

"You can't be-"

"I signed that contract with Jennifer. I know those bruises and scars on her back are not within the safety and comfort terms. Also, we both know what bruises mean in our community and couldn't be farther from the truth in this case. She'll be losing money because now she has to wait to heal and the contract strictly states that you'll have to compensate for that loss. I wrote the contract. Do not make this difficult!" I spat back.

We were attracting attention.

"I'm not paying 5,500,000 to you," he scoffed.

"Then you've made this fun Dr. Vitch," I said standing.

"Sit down!" he demanded and my ensemble of intimidating young men started to laugh. I remained standing and raised an eyebrow. He wrote a check of $5,500,000 and slid it over to me. Andrew's jaw dropped. "Homosexuality is always welcome at Feu Bleu or any of my clubs," I smiled and walked out.

"I was hoping we'd get to pop on that clown," Twain mumbled. "The event ends at 12 midnight, I think you guys deserve the night off early?" I chuckled and he dropped me back off at the club.

I walked into my office to the smell of sex.

Lucas was in the corner still erect and staring at Jennifer who was across the room cased in sex sweat. I watched what Lucas recorded. There was a moment when they stared at each other , deeply and he began to love her. This wasn't a fuck , they had something for each other.

I shot a glance back at Lucas , then at Jennifer she was dripping and he couldn't hold himself back much longer. "I want you both to masturbate with your eyes closed. No matter what I say, you will not stop, and you will not cum until I say so. Even if you cum, you will not stop," I said and then they started.

"Jennifer your contract with Dr.Vitch has been terminated. In doing so he had to forfeit 2,000,000 for damages effecting value causing need for compensation and 3,500,000 for violating safety rules within the contract, totaling in $5,500,000 that will-"

I looked at Lucas. "Are we having trouble Lucas?"I asked walking in his direction seductively and Jennifer whimpered. I traced my finger down his chest and nibbled on his neck. "No Mistress," he whimpered continuing to pump his manhood. He was decent. I went in my desk drawer and grabbed a vibrating cock ring, one a bit smaller than his size to add a bit of discomfort to slow him down. I slid it onto his penis all the way to the base of his shaft and went back to standing in the middle of my office.

Now he groaned loudly in pleasure and dropped to his knees. Jennifer had her eyes open drooling at this. I tied a blindfold to her and I applied a vibrator to her clit with a medium speed and she was now moaning loudly , they both begged for release.

"Where was I? Oh yes... the 5,500,000! I'll be collecting 45% of this which totals to be 2,475,000 instead of the the 65% stated in the contract which would have been 3,575,000 out of the kindness of my own heart. The remaining balance 3,025,000 will being given to you in a weekly allowance of 30,250 meaning in 100 payments, you'd have received your full portion. Glad there's no questions," I said and laughed to myself.

"Lucas I want you to explode all over that pretty little face over there," I said and he hopped to it. It didn't take him more than 5 seconds to cover her face. "Lay down Jennifer and let him have a taste," I said and Lucas pulled her ankles , causing her to lay flat. He wasted no time in devouring her. "Slow down Lucas... I don't want her to cum yet," I ordered and he retreated to a slow teasing pace. Her legs trembled with a need to release. Lucas was now fully erect and stroking himself again.

"I don't want you to love her right now Lucas. I want you to fuck her, like I said the last time. I want you to put her on her knees and dick her down," I whispered in his ear and he groaned in pleasure before doing exactly that.

Jennifer screamed and pleaded to release but I refused. Lucas was holding her up by her waist now. "I can't ... please Mistress... I can't take it," she moaned. Lucas's strokes were beginning to lose rhythm as he tried to hold himself back.

"Cum Jennifer," and she exploded on him. Her toes curled and eyes rolled back and forth. After her climax wore off, I grabbed her by her hair and put her face mouth in front of his manhood. "Open wide," I smiled and had Lucas explod in her mouth till it leaked from the corners. "Swallow," I said and she hesitated holding it in her mouth. "No?" She shook her head.

I knew she hated this. I went to my desk and got tape and taped her mouth shut. "You better not swallow. Stand there and wait. Lucas clean my office from top to bottom. It better smell like roses and all these puddles off my floor and all your finger prints off my desk. You have an hour and it's 11:03," I ordered and left my office.

I went upstairs to valet parking and looked at Robby. "Where's your older brother?" I asked and he smiled huge, "He said he had to care of something Miss Elizabeth. Is it something I can do?" I smiled back. The innocent hard worker who wants to impress his boss. "Yes, can you call him please?" I asked nicely.

He quickly pulled out his phone and called his brother and I took the phone. "I see your running an errand. Put me on speaker. Fais payer ce bâtard pour ce qu'il a fait et laisse son amant regarder," I said and hung up.

(Make that bastard pay for what he did and let his lover watch.)

"Thank you Robby," I said and gave him back his phone. I began to walk off when Robbt called my name. "Uh... Miss Elizabeth," he said. I turned to him and he avoided eye contact. "I wanted to know if I could get some more hours in. I keep asking Twain but he gave me a choice of either keeping 12 hours a week or working elsewhere," he mumbled off.

"12 hours? That's quarter time. Anyway, elsewhere? Your father's work you mean?" I asked and he looked at me shocked. I glanced at my watch. 11:15 . "Follow me Robby," I said and went into the club. I went into my office on the first floor. The civil one. I sat on the couch and patted the seat next to me.

He sat nervously. "I have a max amount of valet workers so to extend your hours means cutting someone else's," I said.

"Oh..okay I understand," he said defeated.

"However, I need someone over in security that's offering 32 hours a week. It's also $35 an hour instead of $21. Think you're up to it?" I asked and he broke out in a huge smile.

"Yeah! Thanks for the opportunity," he said trying to hide his excitement. He's only 19. "My head of security will be in touch with you to get your training done," I said and glanced at the time. 11:36.

"Thank you Miss Elizabeth! I'ma get back to work now," he said and left my office. That's my good deed for the year. I laid down in the couch and closed my eyes. I feel like I haven't slept in a week. Always busy.

11:54

I should make my way down there.

Zay was still here. "Don't you have a girl to get home too?" I asked tapping her on the shoulder. "Uh... no.. at least not anymore," she said sadly. I can't say I felt bad.

"Actually, come with me. I need your help," I said looking at the time.

11:59

By the time I made it in my office it was 12:02. Zay was confused but silent. "Well? You can either swallow it or you and Lucas can swallow it in a kiss?" I said with a evil smirk. Lucas's eyes got wide. "I'll give you a moment to think," I said and inspected my office. Lucas knows better. Everything was in order.

"Done?" I asked and she nodded. I took the tape off and checked to see if it was still there. It was. So obedient. "Now swallow," I said and she did , taking a deep breath and her face going sour.

"You'll live. Out of my sight the both of you," I commanded. "Yes Mistress," they replied simultaneously putting on their clothes.

"Did she just swallow his kids?" Zay asked cringing.

"She did exactly that," I chuckled.