Raven's Seduction (The Pleasure Pros #1) by MT Stone Page B

    “Yeah, he bought it at least six years,” he
replied, grabbing a towel to wipe his face.

 
    “I always knew he was a total player,” I said
shaking my head in disbelief.   “Does
he always wear that creepy black mask?”

 
    “Whenever the cameras are rolling.   He’s convinced that no one will
recognize him.” Gunner laughed.   “Do
you know him well?”

 
    “I had an internship with Randolph
Development during my sophomore year in college.   That’s where I got my real estate
license.”

 
    “He’s one hell of a role model, definitely knows
how to put a deal together.   No
wonder you were so successful, you learned from the best,” he said, putting two
and two together.

 
    “True, but he was always flirting with me
because I was the youngest one in the office.   Since I was a teenager, and he was in
his fifties, I found it very creepy,” I said, thinking back to those days.   “He was always trying to touch me back
then, and now he was in the room watching me.   I’m a little creeped out right now.”

 
    “Pain, pleasure, and humiliation all go
together around here,” he said flatly, as he reached for my hand to help me
down from the table. “I wanted you to know exactly what you are getting into.”

 
    “So what happens now, if I want to bail on
this whole deal?”

 
    “You pay me $500 for tonight’s session and
you take both masters along with the copyrights,” he replied in a business-like
tone.

 
    “This is just a game to you, isn’t it?” I
asked, suddenly feeling a little dejected.

 
    “It’s far from a game.   This is my livelihood,” he said, turning
deadly serious once again.   “Before
I met Carter, I was up shit creek without a paddle.”

 
    “And now you’re rich because of all of this?”

 
    “Yes.   I’ll make over half of a million this year.   If you decide to come onboard and we release
tonight’s performance, we could each make twenty five to thirty grand on the
next live show.”

 
    “That much for an hour of work?” I gasped.

 
    “Tonight was pure gold, Raven.   You’re an amateur, and we have great
chemistry, so people will eat that shit up,” he said with a definite glimmer in
his eyes.   “The first two videos
we’ve made together would blow up if we released them.   After that, if members wanted to see more,
they would have to pay to watch each new session live.”

 
    “How much could I make from eight live
shows?”

 
    “Anywhere from two fifty to three hundred
thousand for the whole set.”

 
    “That’s incredible, but then what?”

 
    “After you make it through the ten levels,
you can continue to do guest appearances or you can become one of us.” He
smirked.

 
    “A dominatrix?”

 
    “Yeah, something like that.   You can start your own show, just like
Sapphire and Sable.   Choose whatever
theme turns you on.”

 
    “I’m going to have to think all of this
over.   Where are my clothes?”

 
    “They are still in the car.   Slip on your shoes and I’ll walk you
out.” He smirked once again.

 
    “You love embarrassing me, don’t you?”   He
is lucky he’s so damn sexy .

 
    “I love the fact that you can take it,” he
replied, hanging onto me while I strapped on my heels.   “I thought for sure I would lose you.”

 
    “What makes you think you haven’t?”

 
    “The fact that you’re still speaking to me in
a rational tone.”

 
    “You really have a devilish grin,” I told him
as I popped the second heel into place.   “Are you going to grab your clothes?”

 
    “I suppose I should grab them, but it’s a
nice night for boxers.”

 
    Sure, he just wants to torment me some more with those killer pecs and abs.   I
might have to try turning the tables on him.   As
we walked down the corridor, I heard the screams of another woman in
distress.   I immediately recognized
that it was Amber’s voice.   We were
definitely