Page 26 of Cry Baby
“Conversation.”
Her voice remained calm but her eyes were sexed up and I knew she was soaked under that suit. My dick twitched, and those eyes lit up even more.
“Those are your new weapons, Cry Baby.”
I crossed my arms, trying mentally to scold my penis to stop the reaction.
“And what? This girl is supposed to teach me to trick men by…fucking them?”
“Yes.”
“Why her?”
Natalie smiled.
“Because she understands desire better than almost anyone I’ve ever met.”
Melodie rolled her eyes but couldn’t hide the pleased smile.
“I understand people. They’re so often exactly the same thing, just different faces. Every loyal married man will break his vows for the right kink unveiled. There is no such thing as a true no.”
Silence settled over the room and I swallowed thickly.
Finally, Natalie spoke, and the sound made me flinch.
“Tonight you’ll accompany Melodie into the city and begin your training.”
“Doing what?”
“Watching. And learning. I expect results, Cry Baby. I fear I love you too much simply to dispose of you.”
Love.
Ha.
“You’ll be starting slow, but I know with how hot you are that you will attract the right people, even if you’re a dumbass.”
Natalie laughed and continued. “Learning from the best will have my company swimming in clients and packages. You will attract both sexes. They require different approaches that Melodie will teach you. Women are useful for trade, but theyneed more coaxing to get them alone. I usually don’t fuss with that headache, but my partner seems to think we need to expand. Men will be your objective, Cry Baby. I don’t want you touching women. Leave that to Melodie. Understood?”
I narrowed my eyes.
“What if I fail?”
Natalie’s gaze drifted to the discarded restraint suit pooled at my feet, and shrugged.
“You already know the answer.”
I did.
The leather suddenly looked less like clothing…and every bit like the prison I had been in for days.
“You need to bathe, Cry Baby. Melodie, attend to him. You can get acquainted.”
My dick didn’t move for women who weren’t my Mistress.
I didn’t know what she expected, but I knew that the sooner I realized that this new way of living was essential to my freedom from restraint, the better.
Icould hear the bass thumping through the floor before I even got the damn door open.
