The man merely shrugged, his eyes flat and lifeless.
“Not if all parties understand and agree. Again, these girls get paid a lot, and they like the money. They come back to be auctioned multiple times, if we let them. You’ll also walk away from this a rich woman, Miss Monroe, if you play your cards right,” he adds with a sideways look.
I pressed my lips together unhappily because that’s precisely why I was here. Me and my mother need money and now I’m at the Citadel, about to be sold for sex with a handsome billionaire. A cloud formed over my head and I could feel cold despair gnawing in the pit of my stomach. But Gustav intuited the shift in my mental state and reached into his pocket before holding something out to me.
“What is that?” I asked, eyeing the small silver item with suspicion. “I don’t use drugs.”
He chuckled.
“These aren’t drugs,” he lisped. “We would never allow a girl onstage who doesn’t have full control of her senses. No, this is something that will enhance your experience.”
I stared at the small, silver item.
“Yeah, but what is it?” I whispered. “A paperweight?”
At that question, Gustav threw his head back and laughed uproariously. I’d say it was the first time I’d heard him laugh out of genuine mirth, like I was a clown here for his amusement.
“No, it’s not a paperweight,” he said, wiping at his eyes. “This, my dear, is a dildo.”
I squinted at the object.
“But it’s so small. I thought those things were eight inches, minimum.”
Gustav guffawed again.
“You really are a virgin, aren’t you? No, sweetheart, this isn’t for your pussy. Or rather, you could use it to diddle your pussy if you wanted, but it feels even better somewhere else: in your ass.”
“What?” I squeaked with shock. “People put things back there?”
Gustav leered this time, leaning forward in the darkness.
“What planet were you born on, Miss Monroe? Women absolutely let the billionaires fuck them in their asses if that’s what the man wants. Plus, it helps to stretch yourself back there first. Some of our men are very well-endowed, from what I’ve heard, and find it necessary to train a woman’s butt by stretching her out with toys first.”
I gaped at the small silver bullet.
“Okay, but why doIneed it?” I asked in a low, trembling tone. “I’m about to go on-stage, and they said I only need to stand there. I don’t even have to move, if I don’t want to.”
“You don’t have to do anything you don’t want,” Gustav agreed in a sing-song voice, “but we find that the highest prices go to girls who put on a show for the male audience. Money is an issue for you, is it not, Miss Monroe? If so, then I recommend having fun because this is your opportunity to make it rain.”
“Make it rain,” I repeat in a wooden tone. “Right.”
“Yes,” Gustav said easily. “Here. Keep the bullet with you, just in case. If you feel inspired, then use it. If not, then don’t do anything with it.”
I stared at the small toy before reaching out with a trembling hand.
“Butwheredo I put this thing?” I ask in a tremulous tone, looking at the silver object in my palm. “I don’t have pockets on this slip dress. It’s delicate and ethereal, and a waft of wind would blow it away.”
“Easy,” Gustav said in a smooth tone. “Insert it in your pussy and keep it warm there. It’s small enough so that it won’t break your hymen. Then, when the auction heats up, pull it out with a bit of sleight of hand, and no one will know.”
I gasped at the stocky man before taking a deep breath and trying steady my equilibrium. My fingers trembled and my heart raced as I struggled to digest Gustav’s dirty suggestion.
Do it, the voice in my head whispered.You need money, Haley. Don’t be too proud to use whatever you have as your disposal because you’re already at the Citadel. How much worse could things get?
A lot worse, I thought in a grim tone. But then taking a deep breath, I popped the toy in my mouth to get it lubed and then quickly reached under the slip to niggle the slick folds of my cunt with the smooth toy.
“That’s it,” Gustav murmured, blue eyes glinting. “Think of all the beautiful cash that’s coming your way.”
Okay, this man was disgusting and mercenary, so I looked away, refusing to acknowledge his presence. Instead, I focused on inserting the bullet into my swollen pussy, and to my surprise, it went in easy and fast. Then, I strapped my panties back in place, hoping that the fabric would keep it in.
