Tori and Liam

I looked at myself in the mirror of the hotel suite. I had been fulfilling my own desires and fantasies of others for several months now. I have to admit that I loved every minute of it. I loved how it felt being wanted by so many. The sense of power it gave me turned me on and liberated me at the same time. The anonymous nature of it made it easier for me to hide behind my pain.

It was just sex I would tell myself. It was nothing like the sexual encounters I had with my fiancé. In the club there was never any love involved merely pleasure. He was gone now and Tori reminded herself that was why she was really here. To find out who took him from her.

I glanced at myself in the mirror again. Whoever was waiting for me in the next room had exquisite taste. The pink lace negligee was the perfect compliment to my pale skin. It was as if it was picked out with me in mind and perhaps it was. It tied in front just over my perky breasts which now stood at attention. All he needed to do was untie it like a gift and I would pop out ready for his hands, his mouth or his tongue. The thought made liquid pool into my matching silk and lace panties.

I was ready for him, her or maybe even them. I never knew what to expect with The Sex Club. Just an invite and a package of what to wear was all the clue I ever got. That was part of the allure. I often found myself constantly aroused wondering when another package would arrive. It was like Christmas all the time. Sexy expensive clothes with designer shoes. What more could a girl ask for? Great sex? Got that covered too.

I walked over to the adjoining door in my new high heeled shoes the color of nude. I knocked lightly and heard a deep voice say "Come in," with a slight chuckle. I knew that voice and it irritated the hell out of me. Feeling my arousal and frustration mount I walked into his suite. Only one man could do that to me simultaneously. I looked over at the couch where he was seated leisurely drinking some expensive brand of scotch no doubt. He set the glass down on the end table. He looked me up and down as he smiled broadly and his blue eyes glinted damn it, actually glinted! His one eyebrow shot up, "Expecting someone else Doll?" He said annoyingly.

"Don't call me Doll," I mouthed off.

"Awww, but you really do look like one and I so love coming up with pet names for you." He waited for my annoyance to show on my face and when it did it seemed to amuse him. " I have so many names for you. I was planning on trying them all out tonight but I think I might save some for later. It's just so much fun."

"I do not look like a doll," was all I could come up with. Sometimes he spoke to me and I could barely keep up with him. My traitorous body was always responding to him. I glanced down at my self and realized with the baby doll negligee in pastel pink and the curls I had purposely set in my hair he was right. I looked like a doll and that was exactly what he wanted. I sighed loudly.

"A sex doll maybe," His voice went all sexy again and gone was the amusement in his eyes. All you could see is lust in them now. I hated it when he did that. He could go from amusingly funny to serious to seriously turned on and it was as if a switch went off in me and i could feel the familiar answering tingle deep inside. "Yes, you're my sex doll aren't you? At least for tonight. Come closer so I can get a better look at you " He raised his hand and gave the slight gesture with his fingers signaling come here. My body did what he told me to do as it always did. If I was honest with myself and really I'm a no good liar my mind was all in too. I sauntered over to him and stopped just short of our legs touching. It was too fucking close.

I looked him over with his arms outstretched across the back of the couch and his long legs open how a real man sits. His hair was a dirty blonde and my fingers itched to touch it. I especially liked the way the ends curled up. I wanted to find a flaw and could honestly say that his nose was too big but it didn't matter one bit. I still found him devastatingly handsome.

He had a commanding aura about him and a relaxed air of confidence that taken together made sure he was a hit with all the women in the sex club. I was certainly not jealous of any of them. I couldn't help but look in his lap to see if he was straining against his pants. I hope so and I hope it was uncomfortable. Why then did I want to climb onto his lap and ease that ache for him. My heart was beating so fast by now that I feared it might explode.

"The curls are a nice touch. Did you do that for me Tori?"

I could only shake my head in answer.

"Mute now? Too bad. I like my sex dolls snippy. That's alright, soon enough I'll have you making all sorts of noises," With that my mouth dropped open. He reached out to me and snapped it shut. His hand lingered tenderly on my chin. "You only get to open your mouth when I tell you to." He sat back and took a sip of his scotch but he always kept his eyes on me. Of course my mind flashed images of what he would do to me to make those noises.

I closed my eyes as if it could stop those sexy images. Maybe after tonight I could get him out of my system. Banish him for good from my thoughts. Who am I kidding? After a taste I'd only want more. I'm greedy like that. Suddenly his hands were around my waist and he pulled me close to him while at the same time nudging my legs apart and slowly lifting me onto his lap. Oh god, his lap. Why was i so obsessed with his lap?

I inhaled a shaky breath and licked my lips in anticipation. His one hand caressed my cheek and the other held me in place on my hip. "That's a good little sex doll," He whispered. I was so wet by now and needed some release to the growing need for him.

I tried to slide further down his lap to ease the pressure building but his hands gently held me on my inner thighs spreading me open for him more. "Oh please," I heard myself say and was embarrassed by the pure desperation in my voice.

"That's right, I love to hear you beg for it Tori."

"Oh god. Please touch me," I braced my hands behind me on his knees and opened my legs further. The pink panties were now completely soaked through. He caressed my inner thigh muscles up and down with his fingertips and each time he would get closer to where I needed his fingers. I started to shiver with uncontrollable spasms.

"Such a good girl so wet for me." He rasped through heavy breathing. I felt his finger touch the center of me and yes I was so wet and hot.

"Please don't stop!" I arched into his hand and he rubbed with more pressure and more fingers. It was driving me wild. Almost there so feather light but not enough to push me over the edge. The jerk could probably do this to me all night and he'd enjoy torturing me.

He grabbed the tie on the front of my nightie and tugged. My breasts spilled out and were right at the same level as his mouth. Perfect. His eyes zeroed in on my hard nipples. "Mmmm. So beautiful," He dipped a finger into his scotch and dripped some down each breast. Oh Lord. Scotch soaked breasts of course he'd be into that. His mouth latched on to one nipple and sucked.

"Ooh" a zing went straight to my pussy as if an imaginary string connected them. I loved that. He continued to rub me through my panties and the wetness spread to his fingers. I watched him bring me closer and the sight of my cream on his hands was so fucking hot. My hands were in his hair pushing him closer to my breasts as he licked, sucked and even caught a nipple between his teeth. I was so sensitive there but it felt so good. I needed more, so much more. That's when he stopped completely. He sat back again.

I made an unpleasant noise of frustration. Ughhh I hated him! He just smiled as he looked down at me. What is he so happy about?

"I'm just not sure Tori if you've really been a good girl," He said with a laugh.

"What?" I could not believe the nerve of this guy. I leaned back ready to get off his lap and nearly slipped off I was so dizzy from the near orgasm. He grabbed me by the hips yet again and put me down next to him on the couch.

"Only good girls get what they deserve and I have a feeling you've been lying to me," Ooh he made me so mad. I'm sure my face was red. I could feel my cheeks burn hot from it.

"I love how responsive you are to me. I can't wait to see how other parts of you turn red too," He reached over and put me over his knee as if to spank me. His hand caressed my butt through the barely there panties. The damn panties were still on. I'll probably never get them off.

Even though I was so mad at him my body betrayed me again. I wriggled my backside into his hands and pushed against his pants trying to get some relief. Just a slight touch was all I needed against my clit and I would come I was so close. It made me want to cry I needed it so bad. That's when I felt the smack against my ass. Hard enough to sting but not really hurt me. Wow the whole area tingled after and sent warmth all the way to my core. He caressed the spot he spanked. I couldn't help but moan and push my ass into his hand. "Yes, you like that don't you angel. I knew you would."

"Yes," was all I could say.

"Do you want more Tori? Have you been a bad girl? Tell me." He ordered.

"God Yes Liam, I lied to you." I was on the verge of tears. Never have I been so turned on and needed to be touched so badly that it bought me to tears.

"Shhh. That's much better. Don't worry I'll give you what you need Tori." With that another whack on the other cheek. Oh god it felt so good. Every time he spanked me I felt it in my pussy. It felt like I could come from this alone.Then I felt his finger slide inside my panties pushing it aside and then he slipped his finger inside me. Two fingers pushing inside me now and I clenched down on him riding his hand. He bent and kissed both aching marks on each cheek. So fucking sexy. So tender.

He twisted his fingers inside me and I felt him in places no one had ever touched before. He knew I had lied about my fiancé Troy. He had worked for the sex club and in fact worked for security under Liam. He was absolving me of my guilt and punishing me at the same time. It wasn't really a punishment and now I felt lighter. I could feel actual tears on my cheeks but it wasn't from frustration.

He finger fucked me harder and faster. He twisted his hand and did things to me that got me panting. I thought finally he was going to let me come. Please please please... And then he pinched my clit and I exploded in wave after wave of ecstasy. I thought I would die from the pleasure. When I came to I was again in his lap. He was holding me and kissing me. I kissed him back.

"Oh Tori, you are so perfect," He continued to whisper dirty things in my ear. I just wanted him to fuck me. God he talked too much. I really loved that about him.