Chapter 3

Tanya spent the weekend nursing her very tender and bruised bum. Having never been spanked like that in her life, her soft and tender skin bruised heavily, leaving her barely able to sit. She kept looking at it and hoping it would get better, rubbing cream onto it, the only thing that eased the burning. She remembered her daddy spanking her a couple of times when she was about twelve or thirteen, but it never hurt like this, in fact, it hardly hurt at all.

By Monday morning, her bum was still a deep purple colour, though she could just about sit now, thankfully. She had also spent the weekend thinking about her actions, realising she liked what she did and knowing ordinary sex would no longer cut it, not that it ever did. Her body also liked it, even her bum, feeling totally satisfied again and giving her a calmness that made her feel very good.

Diana had phoned her on the Saturday telling her what the emergency was, angry it wasn’t really an emergency, just her client being paranoid. They chatted and Diana asked her if she fucked those old men. Tanya lied and said she didn’t.

It took a week for her bum to recover enough for her to feel comfortable sitting on it, though it remained different colours for another week after that. And like after Dallas, she felt very satisfied and got stuck into her work, trying not to think about Tom and Paul, hoping her body wouldn’t start to demand sex. When Diana asked her to join her and Frank for a drink on the Friday, she turned her down, saying she was feeling very tired. She spent the weekend alone, shopping and reading, trying to keep her mind off strange men fucking her.

The following week was harder, her body needing release and all she had was her fingers and vibrator, none of which did the job, just like last time. Knowing how much she liked being a whore for the night didn’t help, it was getting harder and harder to resist the temptation of going to a hotel bar and waiting for a man to pick her up. On the second Friday following her manage a trois with Tom and Paul, she took out the card they gave her and thought of those two dogs she was meant to be fucking. It was seven pm and she was on her own in the office, not even the cleaner still there.

She undone her pants and put her fingers to her pussy, sliding two of them inside, her moans filling the room. She imagined a group of men in a circle watching her, a big muscular dog on her back fucking her, making her cry out in pleasure. All the men were cheering her on, calling her a whore and telling her she was a slut.

‘Yes, I’m a whore, fuck me.’ She whispered to herself, wishing she was in Chicago.

When she came it was nice but nowhere near enough, her body still demanding more. ‘Fuck.’ She said out loud, throwing the card in the bin. She did her pants up and left the office, going home to get her vibrator out.

She brought herself to three more orgasms that night but when she woke in the morning, she was as horny as she could remember. Even another orgasm in the showered didn’t help. By lunch time she had decided she needed a fuck, going without was not good for her and would affect her work, and that couldn’t happen. Wanting a fuck and getting the right fuck was two different things. Being beautiful meant she only had to enter a bar and men would throw themselves at her, but it had to be right if she was to enjoy it and be satisfied.

Maybe just letting an older guy pick her up would do it, she didn’t have to pretend to be a whore, surely, she thought, hoping she was right. Now she had to decide where to go and what to wear. If she went to a bar, it would be all young men there with their friends, being jerks and she didn’t want that. No, a nice hotel with a posh bar would be perfect, like the ones she stayed in when on business. She remembered going to the International a few years ago with a client for a meal, it was very high end with the restaurant and bar together, meaning all those just drinking could see those that were eating.

She came up with an idea, a bit silly but she was sure it would work. She would book a table for two knowing it would be only her turning up. And when people saw her sitting and eating alone, they would know she’s been stood up and the men, hopefully the type she was looking for, would not be able to resist trying to pick her up. They would see her as vulnerable and prey on that, taking advantage of her and getting what they wanted. She phoned the hotel and booked a table, being told the only one available was on the edge near the bar so would be a little busy. She happily accepted this and booked it for nine pm.

She then tried on a few dresses, trying to get her look just right. It couldn’t be too over-the-top, but she wanted to look sexy. In the end she decided on her red one, short and backless and tight, the material hugging her breasts and showing them off perfectly, especially the sides where the dress didn’t cover. If her nipples were hard, all would see them, something that made her shiver with arousal.

At eight forty-five, her cab pulled up at the hotel. For a second, she hesitated, almost telling the driver to take her back home, such was the nervousness she was feeling. But she couldn’t, something far stronger than fear was driving her and as scared as she was, she needed this and her body was in control now. She stood still as the cab drove off, staring at the entrance, impressed with it elegance. Her legs began moving and soon she was inside at the restaurant desk, a pretty young girl smiling at her.

‘Hello, I have a table booked for nine, the name is Green. Can you tell me if my friend has arrived?’ Tanya asked, playing her part perfectly.

‘I don’t think so, sorry. Would you like me to take your coat?’ The girl asked.

‘Yes, thank you. I’ll wait at the table if that’s ok?’ She answered, giving the girl her coat.

The young girl took it and stared at Tanya’s tits; her expression just what Tanya was hoping for. The girl gave Tanya a ticket for her coat and called a waitress to take her to her table, all the while unable to stop looking at her body. Another pretty girl walked her through the restaurant to where she would be sitting, all the men staring at her as she passed them. When she was seated, the girl asked if she would like a drink.

‘A single malt whiskey, please.’ Tanya told her, her eyes scanning the room.

She was still very nervous, all the men looking over at her, making her tingle. Immediately, she was aware of how many people were here, it was very busy, both the bar and restaurant. Her drink arrived and she ordered another, knowing this one wouldn’t last long. The table in front of her had three men seated, all in their fifties at least, eating their dinner. The table to her left had a couple and the one behind two men and two women. The waitress came back with her drink and took the empty glass.

It was almost nine when the waitress came back and told her Mr Fielding had phoned and was sorry but he couldn’t make it.

‘Jesus, the bastard. Did he give a reason?’ She asked, quite loudly.

‘No, I’m very sorry.’ The young girl told her, very embarrassed having to tell her.

Tanya had given her cab driver twenty bucks to phone the restaurant and pretend he was her date. It worked perfectly, people on the other tables all looking at her, feeling sorry for her. She sat there looking dejected, the waitress leaving her and going back to work.

‘He must be an idiot.’ One of the men on the table in front of her suddenly said, smiling.

‘Thank you, he must be.’ She answered, smiling back.

‘A few minutes later, one of the restaurant managers came to her and asked if she was still having a meal or leaving? He said a young couple were waiting for a table and she might let them have hers.

‘Oh, I see. Of course, i can go to the bar i suppose.’ She told him, feeling a bit silly now.

‘Why don’t you join us, we would love some female company and the drinks would be on our tab.’ The man nearest her asked, looking hopeful.

‘Oh, uh ... are you sure?’

‘Yes, yes we are.’ He told her, pushing out the spare chair quickly.

Tanya smiled and stood up, the men’s eyes all over her body as she walked the ten feet to the chair. She sat and looked at the three older gentlemen: ‘I’m Tanya, pleased to meet you all.’

‘I’m Dan, this is Gino and that is Bob. Our pleasure.’ He said, his hand coming out to shake hers.

The other two did the same, their firm grips pleasing her. They told her they were lawyers in from Seatle and should have left for home yesterday but there was a problem with their client, and they were now here until Monday. She liked them, they were all rather handsome with that confidence of the rich and were totally at ease in any company. Dan took control of the conversation and made it clear he was the senior of the three. He was confident and assured, making her feel special within minutes, making sure she was the centre of everyone’s attention.

‘And what do you do, Tanya?’ Dan asked.

‘I’m a part-time model.’ She told them, knowing how they would react.

‘Of course, look at you, what else would you be.’ Bob said, not even realising how sexist he sounded.

‘Thank you.’

‘What do you model?’ Gino wanted to know, a sparkle in his eye.

‘Mainly for catalogues, underwear and swimwear.’ She teased, enjoying their reactions.

‘So who stood you up?’ Dan asked, changing the subject for some reason.

She blushed a little, trying to look uncomfortable, playing her role. ‘Oh, a client ... a potential client ... my manager arranged it.’

‘You mean you had to impress him hoping for work?’ Dan pressed, trying to work out what she was doing.

She knew where he was going with this, his eyes now had the look of a hunter. He wanted her and was looking for a way in. She was hoping this might go another way, that she could just get laid without being a whore, but he wanted her to be one, she could tell.

‘No, he was already impressed with me and wanted to buy me dinner, or at least i thought he did.’ She answered, looking a bit sheepish.

‘What else was he buying?’ Dan wanted to know; now sure she was his for the taking.

Tanya felt that shiver of excitement down her spine, his words going straight to her pussy, making it throb with desire. Her nipples were rock hard already and sticking out clearly, all the men constantly looking at them.

‘A good time.’ She told him, looking him in the eye.

‘How much does a good time cost?’ Came his obvious next question.

She shivered again, here it was, she thought, what all men wanted, to buy her body. She looked at each one, all of them desperate to have her, to fuck her and play with her, to dominate and own her body. She wondered if Dan would spank her, he seemed the sought to want to punish a girl.

‘He was paying $500 plus the meal.’

‘So $1500 for three of us, yes?’

She nodded yes, not trusting her voice, her heart racing.

‘What if i wanted you to stay the night with me after we all have some fun, how much for that?’ Dan wanted to know.

‘I don’t really do that.’ She answered, not expecting that.

‘Well, think about it and let me know. Shall we go up to my room, or would you like to eat first?’

‘I’m not really hungry, not for food anyway.’ She said, cheekily, feeling very horny.

‘Let’s go, i can’t fucking wait to see that body.’ He laughed, standing up.

Tanya was so excited; her whole body was tingling with anticipation as she thought of being fucked by the three strangers. She stood and followed Dan, the others just behind. Some people were looking at them as they all left, no doubt thinking she was a whore. But Tanya didn’t care, she was too aroused to worry about that, in fact, being dressed as she was and knowing where she was going, made her stick out her chest and give the men looking a treat. When they got to the elevator it was empty, only the four of them getting in. Tanya was hoping one of them would touch her, she liked taking risks now and being seen doing something sexual in public really turned her on.

Dan quickly obliged, his hand going up her dress to her pussy, pressing his fingers against her and making her gasp.

‘Jesus, you’re soaking.’

‘I know, I’m really horny and you men are so handsome.’ She whispered, his fingers pushing inside her.

Dan laughed, surprised how wet she was, but loving it. Gino pinched a nipple, bringing another gasp. All three men were now touching her, molesting her stunning body, not able to wait.

‘You like this?’ One of them asked.

‘Mm-hmm.’ She answered, her eyes closed.

Another of the men unhooked her dress and pulled it down below her tits, exposing her rock-hard nipples. They were all impressed with how long and hard they were, two of them taking hold of them and pinching, making Tanya cry out with pleasure. Soon her thong was off and in Dan’s hands, the wet cotton suddenly on her lips.

‘Suck it.’ He told her.

She opened her mouth and let him push them in, sucking her juices from the material like a good girl. She could taste herself and liked it, being told to do something so kinky was wonderful and she wanted more. Before she had a chance to think what else she might like, her dress was taken off, leaving her completely naked, except for her high heels. She opened her eyes and looked at Gino holding it, smiling mischievously back at her.

‘Let’s hope no one is waiting for the elevator.’ He chuckled.

Tanya was now scared but didn’t try to take it back, she was too aroused to do that and simply smiled, raising her hands in the air and posing for her clients. Then they arrived on their floor, the doors opening as Tanya stood behind the men, giggling. There was no one there as they got out, disappointing Tanya a little. They all walked down the hallway with Tanya still behind them, goose bumps all over her body.

‘Here we are.’ Dan said, holding the fob out but not touching the door with it.

He waited, looking at Tanya, who had her arms around Gino covering her front. She was wondering why he wasn’t opening the door, looking back at the elevator as it dinged.

‘Go back to the elevator Tanya and call it back.’ Dan told her, the others laughing.

Gino pulled away from her so she had no cover, her expression one of shock at Dan’s order.

‘But ... but... ‘

‘Just do it. The sooner you get there the sooner you get back.’ He told her, firmly.

‘Oh god, ok.’ She sighed, walking quickly back to the elevator.

The men watched her with amusement, her tits bouncing nicely as she hurried to the elevator, thirty yards away. She pressed the button and turned back, a room door suddenly opening to her left. An elderly man come out and stopped, his mouth open as Tanya walked past him, her face bright red. Their eyes met for a second before she was gone, his eyes following as she made her way to the men, her perfect bum giving him a lovely treat.

Dan had the door open and she walked straight in, still red faced but giggling. ‘Oh my, that poor old man.’

‘Poor nothing, he loved the view.’ Bob laughed.

Dan took her in his arms and began kissing her, his tongue playing with hers. She responded enthusiastically, pressing her lips hard against his and moaning loudly. He was so sexy, she thought, confident and domineering, just as she wanted her men to be. Dan couldn’t believe how good a kisser she was, as though they were old lovers.