Falling on Hard Times Pt. 01

What the fuck!? Emily thought to herself. She was furious as she slammed her apartment door on the son of her landlord. She certainly wasn't going to stoop that low, but her situation was becoming more dire by the day.

It had only been two weeks since she lost her job and her financial situation wasn't good. She was becoming more and more disillusioned with her efforts at job hunting. Giving herself a shake, sitting down at her laptop, she continued with the job application she had started before she was rudely interrupted.

Emily had been working for the company that had just let her go, for less than a year. A restructure, which saw many departments moving staffing to their Asian base, this had seen her job disappear. Apart from her regular months' pay, she wasn't due any extra remittance, so needed a job and needed one quickly.

She completed the application and emailed it off, she'd lost count of the number of jobs she'd applied for, certainly more than twenty and so far, apart from acknowledgments, she'd not heard a thing.

She decided to take stock of her financial situation. Her bills were up to date, apart from the rent which had become due this morning. Her car was due it's MOT and she wasn't hopeful it would pass without work and she needed fuel if she was going to get to job interviews. She had at least got groceries that would keep her going for a week or so.

Her priority had to be the rent. Although the sleazeball guy who'd knocked on her door to ask for the money was way over keen on his debt collection, the fact was the rent was only due that day and the fact he had the audacity to suggest he could take a payment in kind was still making her blood boil.

As she raged over the nature of his suggestion, a thought came to her. If he'd be happy to exchange free rent for sex, which was clearly what he was suggesting, then maybe she could make the money she needed on her own terms. Question was, was she prepared to accept money in exchange for sex?

Emily was twenty-five years old, she had that average girl next door kinda look about her. Average height, mousey fair hair, which she kept dyed blonde to make her look hot, a slim figure, good legs and average tits, a slim waist and a nice ass. She had never had a problem finding men who were attracted to her. She'd had plenty of boyfriends, and she loved sex, but the last thing she needed now was to be looking for a man, she had money issues to resolve before anything like that.

She sat in her chair, attention away from her laptop screen as she grabbed her phone and Googled 'escorts in my area'.

At least it would satisfy her curiosity and put her off the whole idea.

She decided as she thought in her organised way, that she wouldn't want men coming to her flat. She also wanted some security, a minder, just in case of any trouble. She didn't want to take risks, and was beginning to talk herself out of the whole idea, when she found the site of a massage parlour, 'Starlets'. They were advertising for working girls and as she studied the site, she decided it was very professional and the photos of the property from where they operated looked upmarket and spotlessly clean.

Her finger hovered above the call button on the website, but she decided to give herself a little more time. Rushing into things was something she never did, one of her personal rules she had always relied on to keep herself away from trouble.

She went jogging in the park that afternoon, before a salad at dinner time, and an early night, her health regime kept her in shape and always feeling strong and in control. The massage parlour however kept popping back into her head. She could do it for a few weeks, a month max. That would give her the funds to get herself straight whilst she found a proper job and it would definitely get the low life rent boy off her case.

Next morning she decided to check her mail, and if there was nothing positive on the jobs front, then she'd call up the parlour and ask some questions.

The place didn't open until 11am, so Emily wrote down a list of questions she wanted answers to, before she would consider if to give her crazy idea a try. Emily was naturally submissive when it came to sex, but she realised in this situation she'd have to be in control, something which wasn't natural to her.

She started her list:-

Which sexual acts would she be expected to provide?

Does she have to provide services to any and every guy who asks for her, or does she get any choice in the transaction?

What are the financial arrangements?

What hours would she be expected to work?

What about security, what safeguards are in place?

Hmmm, that's probably enough questions for now, Emily thought. I don't want to appear too difficult and picky, so she kept the list in front of her as she called the number.

Emily's throat was dry and her hands were shaking when she heard the phone ringing.

A well-spoken lady answered her call and the fact that she was very professional in her manner helped Emily relax. Emily explained that she was looking for work and the lady asked when she'd be available to pop in and have a chat about working there. Emily explained that she had some questions, however, the lady cut her short.

"We never discuss things over the phone, you'll need to pop in for a chat over coffee. I'll be able to answer all your questions and put your mind at ease", the well spoken lady said firmly.

Emily responded, saying she was happy to call in for a chat and could attend any time the lady was available. The interview was arranged for 2pm that very afternoon, as Emily was keen to get it over with.

Shit! Emily thought to herself when the call was ended, what have I done!

It was ten past eleven, so only a couple of hours to get herself ready, she'd wanted an interview, the chance of work and money, but this was so crazy, what was she thinking.

After a shower, Emily did her hair and makeup. She'd decided to go all out, and picked a lingerie set with a push up bra which showed off her tits nicely, a thong and suspender belt with black stockings. A black pencil cut, fitted skirt, a blouse, which she made sure had three buttons undone to show off her cleavage and killer stilettos finished her look. As she looked herself up and down in the mirror, she decided she definitely looked hot. She'd wear her long wool coat which looked particularly classy and take the bus to her appointment.

At five to two, Emily was outside Starlets, it wasn't at all what she expected. There was nothing back street about the building, it was a period construction in the business area of town; solicitors offices, accountants and financial planners were prevalent in this area, and there was a stone archway which led to a car park next to the building. There was no external signage, but a brass plaque had simply the number of the property and the names of two guys who were the proprietors.

Plucking up all her resolve, she pressed the intercom.

"Hi Emily, please push the door and come in", 8a voice requested.

Emily recognised the voice of the well-spoken lady she'd arranged her interview on the phone with earlier that day.

Emily pushed the door open and walked in, the lady who buzzed her in, came into view, putting her hand out to greet Emily with a handshake.

"Do come through to my office Emily, where we can talk about your application. My name is Fiona and I'm the manager here", Fiona introduced herself.

Pushing the door open, into a very plush and well-appointed office, Fiona requested Emily's coat and hung it on a coat stand, before signalling to Emily to sit in a chair in front of a large mahogany desk.

"Do you prefer coffee or tea Emily"? Fiona asked.

"Errrr..... a coffee please", Emily responded.

Fiona organised two cups and saucers, along with a jug of fresh coffee she had brought over from the machine and placed them on a mat on the desk. Pouring a cup and handing it to Emily, Fiona filled another and placed it on the other side of the desk, before she sat at her side and sipped her coffee.

"First things first, what has drawn you to working as an escort"? Fiona asked, giving Emily direct eye contact.

Emily decided that honesty was probably the best way to answer the questions and so responded.

"If I'm honest, I need the money, I lost my job a few weeks back, and I need to be in work, earning money", Emily answered.

"So you haven't done this type of work before"? Fiona asked.

"No I haven't, but I need something and I feel I'd be suited for this work", Emily answered, trying to show conviction.

Fiona took another sip of her coffee and then began to explain that Starlets wasn't the average escorts agency.

Starlets is very exclusive and only caters for buisnesess people looking for companions without the complications of relationships.

Starlets recruits single, educated female professionals, who have no baggage and who can make themselves available to fit in with the busy lives of our wealthy clients.

Our ladies are paired with clients to whom they'll be suited and then a buisnesess relationship will be formed.

Our clients may require their lady to attend a dinner meeting with them, a weekend on a yacht, even a couple of weeks holiday. The relationship will be strictly business and no attachment can be formed, although sexual activities will be expected and included in the service.

"Does this sound like a role you feel you could fulfil"? Fiona asked directly.

"Errr yes, it's a lot to take in, but I feel I could fulfil that role in a very professional way", Emily answered.

Fiona explained more information.

"The ladies who we employ at Starlets are not your average hookers. They are all educated, professional ladies, with impeccable manners and etiquette. Our gentlemen customers pay absolute top dollar for a service which fits their requirements exactly. They are all very rich and very busy. If they find a lady who delivers on their requirements, even their fantasies, they will arrange for that lady to become their personal companion". Fiona concluded.

"Well I believe I fit your requirements almost exactly. I have a masters in sociology, I am a good conversationalist and have nice manners, as well as a high sex drive". Emily answered.

"your hours of work will be dictated by our gentlemen clients. If they require you, they'll expect you to put yourself out to see them, that maybe a day, a week or perhaps they have two hours on a Friday evening and want nothing more than a room here and to meet you for sex". Fiona was providing more information as she continued outlining the job description.

"It's sounding more interesting by the minute", Emily answered, sitting forward in her seat.

"Good, if you'd worked in the industry before, we wouldn't have been interested in you. The gentleman will pay us for your company, and we'll pay you, £200 per hour. It's particularly important that you don't discuss money with any of the gentlemen, it's vulgar and they don't like it", Fiona added, her tone a little more firm as she made that point.

"Your first meeting with any gentleman, will be here, and you'll be able to assess whether you want intimacy with him, as, he will with you. The meeting will be listened to by the proprietors and you'll have a safeword, utter that word and the meeting will be ended, so your safety is assured. Once you feel comfortable with the gentleman, you'll be able to travel with him and meet in locations which suit you both". Fiona sat back waiting for a response to all she'd said.

"I think you've answered all of my questions, and thank you for making this a whole less daunting than I expected it to be", Emily smiled as she answered.

"Now, one last thing", Fiona said in a serious voice.

"In order to pair you with the right gentleman, I'll need to understand your preferences, sexually", Fiona stated with no emotions.

"In what way?", Emily wasn't sure how to answer the question.

"Would you say you were sexually dominant in the bedroom? Do you like to take charge and for the man to be subservient to you? Are you more submissive, and like a man to take the lead? Are you bi-sexual? Are you comfortable with more than one partner in the bedroom. I need to understand what you like sexually", Fiona made herself more clear.

"Ahhhhh...., sorry if I was a little slow", Emily answered with apologetic tone.

"This is a new experience to me and I wasn't sure. However, I can tell you that I'm very submissive, I like the guy to take control, be in charge. I'm into repression of the senses, so love to be blindfolded, tied up and even spanked." Emily blushed a little as those words left her lips.

"I'm also bisexual and happy to meet men and women, or a combination of both. I don't want to be beaten, if you know what I'm saying, but I do like the idea of being punished, if the punishment is deserved." Emily finished her explanation.

Smiling across at her, Fiona asked her final question.

"How can I be certain that you will be able to keep your end of the bargain? How will I know that when I introduce you to a dominant gentleman, that you will go through with what you say? Are you prepared to prove that you are genuine to me? Our reputation is our strength, but if we waste the important time of one of our gentlemen, our reputation would soon be worthless, do you understand Emily? Are you prepared to prove to me that you are serious about this job"? Fionas words hung in the air and she stood and walked to the window giving Emily time to consider everything.

Finally after a couple minutes, Emily answered.

"I would love the opportunity to work here, and I'd be prepared to do anything you wish to prove I'm serious about it. I can give you my word, but anything else is up to you." Emily completed her answer.

" I'd like you to meet the business owners, they insist on meeting all of the girls before they start their employment. Please remember, you said you were happy to prove you are serious about this job". Fiona continued

I'd like you to pick a safeword for me, this will always be your ticket to walking out of here, if you are unable fulfil the requirements of the job", Fiona explained

Emily's thoughts raced, and the only thing that came to mind was the gross landlord's son, who'd angered her so much when she was already low.

"Rent boy", that's my safe word, Emily blurted out.

"Very good, the owners will be with us in just a minute", Fiona replied as she tapped her computer key pad.

Emily felt a little nervous, but two hundred pounds an hour, she was in big girl territory now and her nerves were losing out to her excitement.

The side office door opened and two men walked in, taking a chair each, they positioned themselves either side of Emily, both facing her.

They were both tall, over six foot and both obviously worked out. They were good looking and Emily guessed mid-thirties, but she couldn't be sure. Dark suits, crisp new white shirts and slim black ties. Emily felt a twinge in her pussy as she thought how she'd be happy to fuck either of these chunks.

They spoke in turn, "My name is Rodger", the first said, with a definite public-school accent.

"I'm Chris, we're the owners here and would like to personally welcome you to our company", the second one spoke with equally clipped tone.

"So you are a submissive, looking for work?", Rodger spoke again.

Emily was just about to answer him in the affirmative, when Chris stood, and pulled her arms behind her on the chair, she heard the snap of padlocks and realised that she could not move her arms. Within a second, Rodger was in front of her, he unzipped his trousers and to Emily's surprises, his cock sprang free. It was big and thick, pre-cum glistening on the tip.

Chris, still behind her put a blindfold over her face as everything fell dark. Suddenly she felt Rodger's cock pushing at her mouth.

"Come on Emily, show me what you can do, show me how a little sub slut can suck cock"! Rodger hissed at her

Someone had hold of her hair, bunched above her head as Rodger's cock entered her mouth.

Emily was still a little shocked and confused, but she started to work his cock with her tongue. The fact that this made him groan with pleasure, encouraged her to give him more. Pulling away quickly, then spitting on his thick cock, Emily went back to sucking him, clamping her lips around his shaft and started to bob her head up and down, taking him as deep as she could.

Chris's hands were on her, squeezing her perfectly formed tits and twisting her nipples which grew and stiffened instantly. He was sending little shock waves down to her pussy and she shifted in her seat as she felt her juice start to flow.

Still sucking Rodger's cock, she felt hands pulling her skirt up. She tried to rise in her chair to give the invader better access, though she wasn't at all sure if the hands raising her skirt were a man's. Finally she felt a manicured nail slip inside her panties and start to finger her gash, tracing her labia and circling her clit. She gasped, but Rodger's cock was fucking her mouth relentlessly.

Was she being raped voluntarily by these three people?, she thought to herself.

Suddenly the handcuffs were released and she was pushed onto her feet and forwards until she was leaning over the desk. The blindfold was removed and she blinked as she felt her skirt being pulled up further over her ass. Chris was behind her and was soon nudging his cock up against her dripping hole.

Sat on the desk in front of her was Fiona, her skirt hitched, knickers pulled aside, using a vibrator on her spread pussy.

"you can lick me clean once I've cum", Fiona said, looking directly at her as Chris's cock pushed into her cunt and hit her cervix.

"Oh fuck, I'm going to cum", Emily said as Chris banged away at her.

Rodger was waiting his turn but was dragging on her now oversensitive nipples.

"Come on old chap, I want to see how tight her cunt is", Rodger said to his partner Chris.

Swapping places, she felt Rodger's cock inside her now, and she fucked back on him.

"Do my arse"! Emily shouted to encourage him.

"Please Fiona, give Chris the vibe so he can get my clit and bring your juicy pussy to me, I promise I'll make you cum", Emily continued

To Emily's surprise, they all did exactly as was requested. Before she knew it, she had Rodger's cock thumping up her arse, the vibe sending waves of pleasure through her clit and Fiona's pussy over her mouth.

Not only had she landed a job that would solve all of her problems, she was having the best sex of her life. A change of position behind her and Chris was on the desk, bulldogging her arse, while Roger's cock was back in her fanny and he was still holding the vibe on her clit.

Then to her surprise, Fiona let out a guttural scream as she orgasmed, squirting in Emily's face.

"Fuck! She's good!", Fiona exclaimed to the two guys, who were both reaching climax.

"Oh yes sir, please fuck my arse, you're going to make me cum. DP me sir, I need to feel your spunk in me, breed me like your whore", Emily panted out as she felt them both swell and empty their seed into her.

"Do I deserve an orgasm sir, have I been a good girl for you all? Please finish me if I deserve it", Emily pleaded, but all three were climbing off her.

Straightening themselves up, the two owners left the room. Fiona opened the top drawer of her desk and pulled out an envelope which she handed to Emily.

"You did so well my dear, you're a natural. In the envelope is your first hours pay and a golden hello, which will let you know how seriously we take your employment and I'm certain it will solve all of your current financial worries" Fiona said,

"I'll be in touch very soon and we will start your employment for real", Fiona finished the interview then smiled and winked as Emily left.

The day had been so full of surprises Emily thought as she walked back for the bus.... I can't wait to see what the surprise is In the envelope.

To be continued.