Jamie's Descent Pt. 05

'What do you mean, if?' I had found my voice again just in time.

'I also run what we will call a high end personal companion service. We offer very wealthy people a specialist service of providing companions that match their precise needs. '

'An escort agency' I blurted out.

'Not at all,' she spoke quietly but with a little steel in the voice. 'Any fool can run an escort agency; we offer a very different experience. You'll just have to trust me on that for awhile. Anyway, it so happens I have several clients who ask me for a particular experience that up to now I have not been able to provide.' She paused again and looked at me sideways as she blew smoke towards the ceiling. I had a sinking feeling that I knew where this was going.

'Let me put this to you, there are men out there who would pay a lot of money to be with a very attractive boy who looks and acts like a girl. I think you could do this very well. It would make both of us a lot of money, and I think would allow you to continue the journey you have started'

'And if I don't want to?' I was croaking again.

'That would a shame, but if that's what you want then so be it. I will release the film and you can go back to your balls achingly tedious job at the bank. I have to warn you, though, that copies of the film and certain photographs we have of you might just leak somehow.'

'Fuck, that's blackmail' I screeched.

'Harsh word, blackmail. I would never use it myself,' Vanessa stood up, grinding the cigarette out on the floor. 'I will give you 24 hours to make up your mind. I hope you make the right decision, Jamie sweetie.'

She strode across to the door and paused as she got to the door, 'I think Fiona wants to come and see you again. She has quite the thing for you.' She closed the door, and I heard it lock behind her.

'My God,' I thought, 'What have I got myself into?'

I slumped back onto the bed, my mind a whirlpool of thoughts and emotions. It seemed to me that past two days had been like a train wreck; I had lost control of my life and was hurtling towards some great catastrophe. I was powerless to stop it. Or was I? I closed my eyes and tried to make sense of what had happened in such a short time. In only three days my life had been turned upside-down and inside out. My body and mind had been seduced and debauched beyond anything that I could have envisaged a few days earlier; I had succumbed to desires that I only barely believed that I could have had. My moral compass lay broken and smashed; I was now guided only by my wanton carnality. I was fast becoming a slave to my darkest desires.

There came a knock on the door and the sound of a key turning in the lock. I closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep.

'Jamie baby, how are you?' Fiona's voice was low and soft.

I heard her enter the room and close the door quietly behind her. I felt her move across to the bed and stand over the bed. I didn't want to see her and kept my eyes tightly shut.

'Sweetheart,' she whispered, her lips so close to my ear I could feel the warmth of her breath. 'I wouldn't blame you if you were mad at me. God knows I would be in your place. I hope you can find it in yourself to forgive me, sometime.'

I felt her lips brush my cheek with the gentlest of kisses. I couldn't hold back any more and tears forced themselves through my tightly shut eyes.

'There, there, my little girl, let it out, Jamie honey.'

I felt her fingers brush my cheek so gently and I opened my eyes to see her kneeling by the edge of the bed. She reached out and hugged me. I wanted so much to be held at that moment I grabbed her arms and held her close to me. I sobbed and sobbed, tears flowed uncontrollably down my cheeks. Fiona said nothing, but held me tight and stroked my cheek and hair slowly and gently.

Eventually, I cried myself out and began snuffling instead of crying. 'Ok, it's OK,' she said, still stroking my hair.

We stayed that way for some time until my eyes had dried and I began to feel a little more in control. Fiona sensed this and let go of me, allowing me to sit up in the bed. I looked directly at her for the first time, and she smiled a little anxiously at me.

'How do you feel now?'

'I don't know,' I replied, my voice very husky. 'I have no idea what I should do.' I almost whimpered at this point.

'Ssssh, baby. You don't have to decide anything right now. First order of business is to get you showered, freshened up and get some food inside you.'

She bent forwards and kissed me tenderly on the lips and offered her hand to me. I let her pull me into a sitting position on the bed, and sat there for a moment. She was wearing the white uniform she had worn when I first met her. She looked stunning in the pure white uniform. 'Baby girl, you look so hot in that nightie,' she said.

'I must look like shit,' I snapped back, instantly regretting my tone. I didn't even realise that I was worried about how I looked and not at all that I was wearing a babydoll nightie.

'Rubbish, girlfriend' she replied, 'You look good enough to eat' and winked at me.

That made me giggle, 'Sorry, Fiona, I didn't mean to snap'

'No problem angel, I didn't notice anything. Let's get you into the shower.' She took my hand and unlocking a concealed door I had not noticed before, she led me into another room. It turned out to be a large and luxurious wet room, complete with a massive sunken bath and huge glass shower enclosure.

'OK, cutie pie. As pretty as you look in your babydolls, we need to lose them before we get into the shower.'

I raised my arms and stood there like a sulky baby, waiting for somebody to help me. Fiona smiled and gently lifted the nightie up over my shoulders and she hung it from a hook on the back of the door. I stood there wearing only the panties and a pout.

Fiona looked at, her head tilted sideways and with a questioning look.

'Pleeeease, Fiona' I wheedled. She stopped for a minute and with a small shrug bent down and gently slipped my panties to the floor. Her face was now very close to my cock, and it gave a twitch as I thought of my dream last night with Fiona. I smiled to myself at the memory. Fiona noticed and asked, 'What's that smile for?'

'Oh nothing,' I said, and then added under my breath, 'I'll tell you sometime.'

She gave me a sideways look and then led me across to the shower enclosure. The shower area was sheltered by a glass screen and above it a massive rain forest shower head. I walked under the shower head and as I did so it started automatically. I jumped back instinctively making Fiona laugh out loud. She told me that it was thermostatically controlled so the water would never get too hot.

I walked back under the shower and it started immediately, closing my eyes I allowed the warm water to flow over me. I sensed a movement behind me and turned to see Fiona unbuttoning the uniform to reveal she had been naked underneath. She stepped forward into the shower area and with her finger gently closed my mouth which had fallen open at the sight of her magnificent body.

'Don't keep your mouth open unless you want to put something in it.' She said with a wicked smile, 'I couldn't let my girlfriend shower all by herself, could I?'

I grinned and she kissed me straight on the lips. I melted into her arms as the water cascaded over both of us from the shower. Her tongue snaked into my mouth and for a few minutes we fenced tongues and mashed our bodies together. Fiona forced her leg between mine and with one hand she grabbed my bum and pulled me even tighter to her. I felt as if the water was washing away all my inhibitions, and I totally succumbed to her power. My arms went up around her neck and linking my wrists behind her head I kissed her as if my life depended on it. I even bent one of my legs at the knee in that classical girl kiss pose, I just couldn't help it.

We kissed for several more minutes, the water continuing to pour over us. I never knew how erotic kissing in the shower could be. My cock began to respond to this sensory overload and Fiona broke away a fraction circling her hand around it she began to tease my cock to its full hardness. My knees began to buckle and I felt I was going to faint with excitement. Fiona, sensing this, stopped and stood back, holding me by the arms to steady me.

She smiled and said, 'Enough fun for now, let's get you cleaned up.' From somewhere she produced a bottle of heavily perfumed shower gel and pouring some into her hands she began to wash my body. She started on my front, her hands slipping and sliding over my skin, gently washing and cleansing. She picked up a washcloth and using that spent some time on my chest and nipples, the slightly rough texture of the cloth on my nipples caused them to stiffen almost immediately. They had become so sensitive and I moaned and my knees sagged a little. I heard her chuckle and she immediately moved on to my legs. The next step, of course, was to move onto my cock. She used the cloth to wash my cock and balls and the slight roughness of the cloth and the washing motion caused my cock to stand to attention almost instantly. I had an uncut cock and as she gently pulled back my foreskin I opened my eyes and looked down just in time to see Fiona lean forward and kiss the tip of my cock. She glanced upwards and our eyes locked together. She gave it one more kiss and rolled back the foreskin, making me wince just a little. I closed my eyes again and she moved around to my back.

I have always loved a back massage and I could feel the tension ebb from my muscles as she continued to use the cloth over my back. She was right behind me and she must have crouched down because she turned first to the backs of my legs and then moved up to my bum cheeks. She grasped both cheeks in her hands and began to knead and massage them slowly and sensuously. I felt the cloth move between my cheeks and gently wash me there. That area was so sensitive that I squirmed a little but then I jumped and squealed as she first flicked my rosebud with her finger and then began to probe inside with her finger. The gel made a good lubricant and her finger began to go deeper and deeper into my hole.

She moved her body right up against my back. I could feel her breasts pressing hard up against me as her left arm came round under my arm and held me tight to her. Holding me this way she was able to caress and torment my nipples and kiss the back of my neck at the same time as continuing to probe my hole with first one and then two and then, I think, three fingers. Faced with this assault on my senses I was erect again in a millisecond, and as Fiona increased the speed with she was finger fucking my hole, I was swept away. I could feel the tension building in my groin as the sensations reached volcanic level.

'Fuuuucccckkk I'm cummmmming,' I managed to blurt out.

'Don't you fucking dare cum yet,' she growled and spinning me round she dropped to her knees and took my cock in her mouth. The shock almost undid me but I managed to hold back and she began to pump me with her hand as her mouth worked its magic on me. I felt the dam gates burst and my cum spurted into her mouth. I spasmed a couple of times but Fiona did not let go of my cock. She sucked and sucked and must have drained me. By this time I was leaning against the shower wall for support. She let me out of her mouth and stood up. Holding my face between her hands she kissed me and forced my mouth open with her tongue, I felt something flood into my mouth and I suddenly realised she had transferred my cum from her mouth to mine. I spluttered and almost by accident swallowed most of it. I spluttered again and some of the cum dribbled out of the side of my mouth. Fiona took her little finger and picked up the stray spume of cum on her fingernail. Her eyes fixed on mine she very slowly slipped her finger into my mouth and I knew what I had to do; I sucked every last strand of cum off her finger. I suckled on her finger for some time, our eyes still locked together.

If I had not known before, I now knew I belonged to Fiona. I would do whatever she wanted me to, go wherever she wanted me to.

'Fiona,' I almost whispered her name.

'Yes, what is it, baby girl?'

'Fiona, I forgive you'

We moved over to the huge sunken bathtub that was plenty big enough for the two of us and spent a lovely hour in there, Fiona finishing cleaning me up and washing my hair. I then spent the same time returning the compliment, washing her from head to toe. Her body was magnificent; legs that went on forever, small waist and tight bum, beautiful firm breasts with huge dark areolae. Her hair was cropped short but because her face was so well proportioned she carried it off. She kept herself toned but not over muscle; she obviously worked out but had not gone overboard on the weights. Her black skin shone like it had been polished and she walked like a model. Her toenails and fingernails had been painted with a dark plum polish, a piercing in her belly button and diamond studs in her ears. The warmth of her smile would have melted an iceberg; think Naomi Campbell but with a dazzling sense of humour.

Her pussy had been shaved and as I was washing her down there, she asked me if I would go down on her. I didn't need a second invitation and I managed to bring her off by licking her out as she sat on the side of the tub, her back arched and legs wrapped tightly around my head.

Eventually, we finished in the bath, and Fiona handed me a soft towelling dressing gown and wrapped my hair in one too. She wore a matching dressing gown but her hair did not need a towel. At one end of the shower room one wall was mirrored glass. We stood in front of the mirror together, clad in matching white dressing gowns but that's where any similarity ended. Fiona was half a head taller than me and the white gown set off her black skin to perfection. She took me in her arms and we cuddled and watched ourselves in the mirror. In comparison to her I looked pale and apprehensive. It was strange but with my hair in the turban and with the dressing gown wrapped around me I didn't really recognise myself. The figure looking back from the mirror looked softer, more vulnerable, more feminine than me.

A few minutes passed and Fiona asked, 'Baby, do you know what you are going to do?'

I looked down to the floor and crossed my hands. 'I don't know,' I whispered. I looked up at her out of the corner of my eye and shyly said, 'What do you think I should do?'

Fiona hesitated and then spoke softly, 'Baby, that's a decision only you can make. Whatever you decide it will only be the right thing to do if you do it willingly and with your heart in it. Only then will you be able to commit body and soul to your decision. I cannot tell you what to do.'

I looked down at the ground again and mumbled, 'If I say yes to Vanessa, will I still be able to see you?'

Fiona looked at me for a few seconds and then replied, 'Jamie, honey, yes, if that's what you really want'

My heart soared, and I practically squealed and threw my arms around her neck, 'Yes, yes, I want to stay'.

Fiona laughed and held me tight, 'Ok, ok. Let me talk to Vanessa then.' She paused, 'But you are sure this is what you want?'

'Oh, yes. I mean I'm a bit scared about what will happen, but I do so want to stay.'

Fiona leaned forwards, wrapped her arms around me and drew me into a passionate kiss. My eyes closed instinctively and I swear I could my heart pounding as her tongue snaked into my mouth. My knees almost buckled, and I felt myself surrender to her lock, stock and barrel. I had never felt this way before; my emotions had gone into freefall as my head began to spin, and I almost fainted.

Fiona sensed this and caught me as I began to drop.

'Come on baby, let's get you to bed. I think you've had enough excitement for one day.' She whispered tenderly in my ear as she picked me up, my arms locked around her neck and carried me through to the other room where there was a large double bed. I felt so safe and secure in those arms of hers as she lifted me as if I was a child.

She laid me gently on the bed, removed my robe and slipped out of her own. Her body looked to me like that of a goddess in the soft light from the lamps in the room. She lay down beside me on the bed and pulled the covers up over us. I began to shiver a little and Fiona snuggled up to my back and wrapped her arms around me. She held me tight and my shivering gradually eased. I could feel her breasts pushing into my back and she slid her leg in between mine and locked together like this, we fell asleep.

I woke sometime later, and I turned gently in the bed to face her. She was still sleeping, her breasts rising and falling gently with her breathing. I watched her for a while as she slept on, her face soft with sleep and yet still strong and powerful. I gently moved back the covers and looked at her breasts and the curve of her stomach as it descended into the darkness of her groin. I leaned forward and took her left nipple into my mouth and began to suck gently. She stirred in her sleep but didn't wake as I continued to lick and suck her nipple with my lips and tongue. I could feel her nipple begin to stiffen and I sensed her begin to wake. I slipped my hand down between her legs and began to lightly touch my fingers on her pussy. Her nipple was now hard and she let out a small moan as my fingers danced around her pussy lips.

I withdrew my hand and she immediately grabbed my arm and moved it back to where it had just been.

'Don't you fucking dare stop,' she growled, 'or I promise I will cut off your cock.'

I giggled and allowed my fingers to probe deeper into her now moistening pussy. She began to move her hips against my hand and I slipped two fingers right into her. I moved across to her other nipple and nibbled it with my teeth.

'OOOHHH,' she sighed as my teeth bit down onto the nipple. She was now pushing hard against my hand and then she wrapped her hand around my cock which was now fully erect, and I began to push into her hand. We moved together like this for a while, our movements becoming more and more frantic. Suddenly she pushed my hand away, raised herself up from the bed and pushed me down onto my back. She immediately straddled me and drove herself onto my cock.

'Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me,' she almost screamed and began to ride me hard and fast. I reached up and cupped her breasts in my hands and began to tweak those rack hard nipples. She was now bucking and rearing as she rode my cock. Her head was back and her mouth open as she drove herself and me on. I felt myself approaching my climax, but I managed to hold back until I felt her stiffen and with a roar she fell forwards onto my chest. I came at that moment driving myself deep into her pussy.

She rolled off me and lay next to me; our bodies now covered in sweat. She leaned over and kissed me, mashing her lips against mine as she twisted my nipple hard between her fingers.

'OOOwww,' I said, 'That was mean, what was that for?'

She smiled wickedly, 'Just to remind you I'm the boss.'

'Miss Fiona,' I whispered, 'What happens to me next?'

She turned on her side and looked straight into my eyes. She paused for a moment, weighing up how to respond.

'Baby, you are sure you want to do this, aren't you?' Her voice was serious and she looked concerned.

'Yes,' I said softly, 'Yes, I want to, but I'm a bit scared.'

She looked at me for a long while.

'I guess I would be scared too, but I am going to be here and Vanessa runs a very good operation. She takes care of all of her people and if it's what you want to do then this is the best place I know of.'

'How does it work?' I asked.

'It?' She looked puzzled.

'What happens here? What I will be doing.'