Reckless

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Authors: Lizbeth Dusseau
This isn't gonna be my whole life."
    "That's good," he said with a nod. "So, does it pay well?"
    "Better than being a secretary?"
    "Really?"
    "But, I bet you already know that," she said, enjoying the opportunity to flirt with the charming man.
    "Yes, I do," he admitted. "Maybe I can add to your fund," he suggested. He was sincere, and the offer was understood.
    "I don't know," she said. "I think I'm okay just like this."
    "Well, if you should change your mind."
    She nodded. "If I change my mind."
    "Who's the guy in the corner," Kelly asked Cass when they were taking a break together.
    "Him?" she looked at the distinguished gentleman. "Malcolm Howell."
    "He offered me some money."
    "I bet he did," Cass said. "He likes it kinky."
    "Really?"
    "He's harmless, believe me. Not one of Juno's thugs, but he isn't asking for straight sex."
    "What does he want?"
    "Geri, a gal that worked here a year ago. She's waitressing in a regular restaurant now. She went out with the guy because he offered her a thousand a night and she needed the money. He was into bondage, tying her up and making her a slave. Whips and chains the whole S&M trip. He took her to a sex club on the other side of town, bought her the complete leather outfit, nasty skirt, cutout brassiere, collar, leash, everything."
    "Did she know what she was getting into?" Kelly asked.
    "Yeah. He's real upfront if you agree to his terms. Geri said she liked it at least for a while. Myself, I think she went off the deep end. She was gone for about a week. Couldn't waitress for another two weeks because of the marks he'd left on her breasts. She actually acted proud of them."
    "But she got out of this business."
    "I think it was a mind thing. He had this real hold on her. Almost like she was in a trance. She shook it off after a while, but by then she wasn't much good for this life."
    "She was marked that much?"
    "No, not like that, she was just spent, like she'd seen too much, wasted I guess. Used up. ‘Course sometimes I feel used up working here."
    "Sometimes I like feeling used," Kelly remarked.
    "Well, it's either getting used, or feeling our power, working here," Cass said. "Always one or the other."
    Kelly couldn't think of a better way to explain it. She thought of the night Tad bound her over the bar. It still made her shiver thinking of that moment hardly a week ago. But could she take more of that rough stuff. Not likely. She served the gentleman in the corner another drink but kept the flirting to a minimum. It was kind of humorous thinking of how he was probably imagining her in leather and chains.
    Late that night, after most of the dancing was done, just before the Blue Lady closed, Juno walked in. He sat at one of Kelly's tables waiting for her serve to him. When she did, he pulled her gently to his side and ran his finger up her thigh.
    "So are you ready to get a little action? I've got two clients already who want you."
    She smiled, but pulled back from him just enough to suggest he keep his hands off. "I'm not interested," she told him.
    "All the girls here are interested, it's just a matter of getting over that little twinge of fear, crossing the line, so to speak."
    Kelly could agree with that.
    "It's not what I want," she told him very nicely.
    "You're afraid you'll get hurt, I know that. But let me assure you, this is not the "B" movie business here, just straight, clean call-girl action. Good johns, nothing weird, and you won't get hurt."
    "That's nice of you to say. But let's just say I'm not ready."
    It was his turn to smile. She was leaving the door open and that was all he was looking for.
    That night after work, Kelly needed Tad for another strictly physical fuck. With all her dark fantasies engaged the release was necessary. They parked in an alley again, but this time they didn't go into the empty building. It may have been awkward in the car, but it was hot. In the back seat, they had barely enough to maneuver, but it didn't stop them from fucking like

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