Henry's Gift

(Part 9 from 9)

I smiled. This was incredible. The pain and suffering of the poor soul affected me quite the different than I was afraid it would have. Images of Donna, squealing like a piglet with my cock buried deep inside her tight arsehole kept popping in my mind. I haven’t thought of her that fondly in a long time. I actually wished Evie did more with that plug or something similar, than she actually did. I couldn’t complain though, I had a chance for requests and turned it down. Well, I will know better next time!

‘Let’s clean up,’ I heard Evie say and opened my eyes just in time to see her thrust her sperm covered palm in the man’s face. He opened his mouth and his tongue whipped out in attempt to please her and suck off his juices. 

I jumped up as if I just realized I was sitting on fire. This I most certainly could not and would not watch. Beat him into a bloody pulp all you want Evie and I’ll wank myself into oblivion, but this…? I don’t think so.

I tried to make myself look presentable, zipping up the pants; all the while the sucking and licking sounds from the other room kept hitting my ears. I walked over to the buzzer that Terry had mentioned before, pressed it and waited for a few seconds. Just as I reached for the doorknob, the door swung open and I was greeted by Terry’s smiling face. 

‘All done, then?’ he asked and I simply nodded. 

‘Did you want to take a look at my catalogue? Well, that’s what I call it anyway. You can pick and choose anything you like; girls, tools, positions,…’ He looked at me carefully. ‘Should you decide to return, that is.’

I shook my head. ‘Sorry, but I really need to go. Late for a party,’ I grinned awkwardly. ‘If you don’t mind, I will give you a call.’

‘Oh, absolutely,’ Terry seemed to be very pleased. ‘Absolutely, you’ve still got my number!’

‘How much do I owe you?’ I reached for my wallet. 

‘Oh, no, no! This was all taken care of by Henry. He told me this was your first time, and we tried to make it enjoyable, you see. No wacky hogtying and suspensions and passing out from the unbearable pain…’ He nodded to himself. ‘Some people are into that, but I just thought mainstream might do for the first time.’

‘Yes, Henry’s Christmas gift. The man does have imagination, one has to admire that.’


He offered to take me to the subway station, not mentioning the fact that I elected not to stay until the session was properly finished. 

‘We’ve got all sorts of things, you know.’ He said as we were speeding down the street, which was too crowded to be driving at the neck breaking speed that Terry seemed to enjoy so much. ‘All sorts of girls, young and not so young; blondes, brunettes, and all in between; skinny, fat, curvy.’ He laughed and although I could not see any humor, I laughed with him. ‘Any kind of sex you want, just a blow job, straight sex, anal sex… You name it, we’ve got it. We’ve boys, too, if that was to be your scene.’ I shook my head no. ‘Well, pretty much anything you want, we have; so please, don’t’ be shy.’ Another bout of laughter followed. 

‘Every once in a while, we are lucky enough that a new girl who had just started with us has not had her cherry taken yet,’ he looked at me, pointing with his finger to his back, as if he was doing some sort of hitchhiking. ‘You know?’ I nodded. 

‘Well, the best of our customers are offered the privilege first. By the way, you didn’t have to leave that soon, Trevor. There is at least half an hour more to go back there.’ 

I didn’t say much in that entire ride, my mind was still enveloped around what I had experienced having watched Evie. 

‘You can do the scene that you had just seen,’ he twitched slightly. ‘Or, you can be the dominating person. Different girls can take different things, but I do have a bird called Hillary, she’ll let you go further than any other. She’s a gem!’ 

‘I really liked Evie,’ I couldn’t believe I allowed myself to say that. Not right now, anyway. I should have waited a few days, should have rethought and reflected on the experience, before so adolescently blurting out what I really didn’t want to admit even to myself. 

‘Well, as far as Evie goes, mate, this is all she does. You can’t beat her and you can’t fuck her. You can play a bit, she can do all sorts of pain, from just a little pinch to anything beyond your apprehension, but that’s all. Evie is off limits for anything else.’

I was disappointed. I wanted to see her again. I wanted to be with her!

‘Now, Hillary…. Oh, and I got this new bird, Tania. Barely of legal age, she came to me a virgin, so she is still learning. It’s really fun for men, I tell you.’

We finally reached the subway station and he stopped the car. As I was exiting the car, I turned around. ‘I will think about it, Terry. Thank you!’

Before he managed to utter another word I turned around and walked away. I was happy and very sad. I had fallen hard for someone that I don’t even know, but was lucky enough to see two sides of her. I changed my mind about the subway and as Terry sped away, I flagged down a taxi. I sat in the back, reminiscing on the afternoon that I just had, hoping to forget about it, burning to do it again. Hopefully, this time not only as a voyeur. 

Thus, my secret life began.

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