THE SENATOR'S PET

Brianna sighed as she stared at her own reflection on the mirror. Whenever she wore her makeup and hair, she couldn’t recognize herself. The black wig she used covered her naturally shoulder-length blonde hair. The amber-colored contact lens covered her electric blue eyes. She's now Eve. Whenever she's inside this strip club, she has to make sure all traces of Brianna Wilson will disappear. “Eva, my dear. Be ready in five. You’re next.” The club manager, Zendy peeked through the ajar door and winked at her. “Just as we expected, we’re packed.” She sounded happy.Zendy was the one who hired her when she came to the club looking for a job. The transgender woman immediately took her the moment she entered the club, she was eighteen then, and she was in desperate need of money.Brianna realized that she’s been working as a stripper in this high-end club for two years now and she has no plans in quitting anytime soon. “I’ll be out, Zendy.” Brianna reapplied her signature bright-red li

The masked woman danced in front of Phoenix. His eyes were focused on every sway of her naked body. Her curves made his body burn in intense need, her perky nipples made his throat dry, and he imagined his shaft going in and out of her sexy red lips. “Fuck!” he cursed silently. He cupped his aching bulge, and without hesitation, he opened his fly to free his rock-hard shaft from its confines. “Ah, yes!” He felt a sudden surge of satisfaction now that his cock is out, he began to stroke it up and down. He never felt this kind of intensity before, it was new to him. Sure, he had fucked women before, but his desire for this stripper was too much. He had never desired a woman this much before. The slow beat of the music in the background faded, and all he could think of was to fuck the woman. “Is this your first time to watch a naked woman dancing, senator?” Her sexy voice tickled every nerve in his body. Damn! How did she know that he was a senator? He didn't disclose any informat

Phoenix looked up at the clock mounted at the wall of his office. It was already seven in the evening. He's already one hour late from his appointment in the club. He chugged the amber-colored liquid in one go. He wanted to drown his nervousness with alcohol, but it was futile. "Damn it!" He silently cursed himself for being so weak. It was just a woman, a stripper for that matter, but he was as nervous when he first entered the world of politics. He let out a frustrated sigh and pulled out his phone and dialed. "This is Senator McIntyre's secretary, he wanted to cancel his appointment. He will just notify you when he's available." He threw his phone on the table after he ended the call. His conscience was telling him that he wouldn't do such thing, but his buddy down there has been hard for hours now, and it was telling him to drive his car as fast as he could and go fuck the girl onece and for all. He leaned back on his chair and closed his eyes. He thought of ugly thoughts

Brianna’s scalp throbbed under his harsh grip. Her throat constricted. It wasn't just fear holding her tongue; it was a mix of emotions she couldn't untangle. This man, hidden in shadow, was playing a dangerous game. She was starting to feel the danger and maybe the arousal in herself and started to get scared. "I…" she stammered, the single syllable lost in the smoky air. He tugged harder on her hair, not enough to cause pain, but enough to make his point. "Tell me." His voice was a low rasp that seemed to vibrate through her bones. Brianna squeezed her eyes shut for a second, trying to block out the pressure, the fear, and the undeniable spark of excitement that was flickering within her. What did she want? She needed the money, desperately. That was the whole reason she was here. But beyond that, this man, whoever he was, was stirring something inside her she had never felt before. She opened her eyes, meeting the darkness where his face should be. “I…I want…the money,” she bl

Brianna stared at her reflection in the cracked bathroom mirror. Her eyes were bloodshot, her face pale and drawn. She hadn't slept, hadn't eaten, hadn't even showered. She felt like a ghost, barely tethered to the world.She splashed cold water on her face, trying to shock herself back to reality. She had to think. She had to come up with a plan. She couldn't just sit here and wait for the world to come crashing down on her.She knew Phoenix would be looking for her. The thought both terrified and comforted her. A part of her desperately wanted to see him, to feel his arms around her, to hear him say that everything would be okay. But she knew that was impossible. He had enough problems of his own.She glanced at the clock. 6:00 AM. Sophie would be waking up soon. She had to pull herself together, at least for her daughter.She forced herself to take a shower, scrubbing away the dirt and grime of the past few days, trying to wash away the shame and fear that clung to her skin.She dr