Chapter 87 Pleasuring the Maid II

Chapter 87 Pleasuring the Maid II


Chapter 2: His Plaything

"Be my plaything, woman."

She stopped in her tracks and looked back at him, dumbfounded. "Excuse me?" She just could not believe his question.

"You heard me right. I am offering you a huge amount of money, but on one condition—be my plaything."

Coreen couldn't believe the man! It's not just his words that affected her; it's also how he said them. Just like he's asking for food. She never wanted to slap Royce at that moment.

"Be grateful you're away from me because otherwise, I will kick you so hard you'll lose the ability to reproduce. I knew you were an asshole, but I didn't know that you would stoop to this level just to get rid of me. I couldn't believe you were standing in front of me and looking me in the eyes after you said that."

He held up his hands in surrender. "I said I just want to help. We'll both benefit from it, and I don't see anything wrong with that."

"If you think that you can just insult me and play with me because you are more powerful than me, then you are mistaken. I have never been so desperate to accept your offer, Mr. Sullivan."

She cannot believe this man!



A few days later, her aunt called her to tell her that her sister collapsed. The doctor told them that she needed immediate treatment before it was too late. Hopeless and desperate, Coreen checked her savings and she cried when she realized that she saved so little. 

She remembered Royce's offer. Oh God, is she really considering that asshole's offer? Is she really willing to be his plaything? That's worse than selling her organs!

She almost jumped in surprise when she heard the door slam downstairs. She faced the mirror and adjusted herself as she closed her eyes. Her heart is determined, but her mind strongly disagrees.

For Rica and her future, she is willing to sacrifice everything. She is willing to deal with the devil.

She let out a breath before exiting her room and going downstairs where she found him drinking water. He glanced at her for a moment before focusing his attention on what he was drinking.

Coreen swallowed hard before speaking, "If the offer still stands, I would like to accept it," she said bravely.

"And if it doesn't?" 

"Then that's it," she replied in a low voice,  her shoulders slumping as she was about to leave the kitchen to go up to the bedroom and think of another way when he spoke again.

"Beg me."

She almost broke her neck when she whipped her head around. "Huh?"

"You heard me. Beg me to offer you again."

She clenched her fist, and her lip almost bled from biting it. She wants to slap him, curse him, and hurt him, but she is the one who needs something. She was the desperate one, and it was not the time to let pride go because it wouldn't heal her sister.

She closed her eyes. "P-please."

"Please what?"

She opened her eyes again and stared into his eyes. "Make me your plaything."

She saw how Royce smirked and walked closer to her—well, as close as the space between them would allow.

"I think I'd like to hear that again from you," he said, looking down at the ground to make a point. "Kneeling down."

A single tear fell from her eye, but she quickly wiped it away. She swallowed her pride and threw it outside before gently kneeling down and looking up at Royce. "P-please, make me your toy."

"Be my plaything."

"Y-yes."

They laid down rules and Royce promised not to touch her virginity—which surprised her and wondered how he knew. Is she that obvious?

"The first stage is worth a couple of grand."

"What do I do?"

"It's simple," he said, staring directly into her eyes. "Dance for me. I want a strip dance."

Her jaw almost dropped to the floor when he handed her a revealing gold lingerie that was sexy in shape and style. She swallowed when she lifted it and stared at it.

"I'll give you ten minutes to prepare, but when I come back, I want the show ready." 

She took a deep breath before bracing herself. It was too late for her to give up now.  She went to the bathroom and stared at herself in the bathroom after she put it on. She is not ashamed of her body because she has something to be proud of in that area. Her waist is small, her hips are wide, and her thighs are rounded. She is blessed with a healthy pair of breasts, and she shaves regularly and really takes care of her skin, so her skin is smooth and white.

When she started to put on the clothes, she was even more surprised because they were exactly her size. How did Royce know her size? 

She flinched when Beyonce's song, Naughty Girl, suddenly played. Her heartbeat went along with the beat of the song. 

'Tonight, you are not a virgin or an innocent girl. Tonight, you are a desperate woman who will do anything for money and for her brother. For a man who will treat you like a toy.'

She opened the door and started moving her body in a seductive manner. She saw Royce leaning on his own bed and looking at her in a bored manner. Coreen's eyebrows rose at the sight, and her ego hurt slightly. She promised herself that the emotion on his arrogant boss's face would change.

She moved her hips sexily and gave him a good view of her back. She bent down and started shaking and twerking her ass like she had before. She knew her pussy was almost visible but she did not pay it any mind.

She faced him again, and a smile appeared on her lips when she saw that his expression had changed. His eyes darkened without taking his eyes off her body, and she bit her lip when he saw the gradual growth of his bulge in the leather pants he was wearing.

She removed the coat she was wearing and touched her body. She closed her eyes and imagined it to be a man's hand. She imagined her ex's hands on her body and how he touched her before, but his face was quickly replaced by Royce's face, and her body started burning up. 

She let her body move to the beat of the music. She felt confidence running through her whole body. She ran her fingers from her neck down to her chest, and she opened her eyes to see Royce now looking at her while standing up, his arousal now evident.

She smirked and removed her bra. She saw how Royce swallowed while looking at her chest. She saw how he clenched his fists as if itching to hold her there and feel them. 

For the final show, she stepped in front of the mirror wall and traced her finger against it. She swayed her hips from side to side and slowly but seductively pulled on the string to remove it.

"Fuck," she heard Royce swear under his breath, making her smile seductively at him.

She smiled in a taunting manner because she knew he couldn't touch her, and all he could do was look.

When the song ended, she immediately turned her back and entered the bathroom. When she entered the bathroom, she leaned against the door, lost all the courage she felt, and was replaced by shame.



"How was it?"

"Huh?" she exclaimed in surprise before collecting her composure, realizing that he was asking for her sister's first treatment. "It's okay. The first cycle of her chemotherapy was successful; the doctor said it would take about two weeks." She glanced at him and saw that his attention was still focused on what he was doing. "T-thank you," she said shyly.

"You earned it, so you don't need to be thankful," he said, and he looked at her, and she saw the familiar emotion in his eyes. "And you'll earn more."

Coreen gulped because of the way he was staring at her as if he wanted to eat her alive.

"Have you eaten?"

"Ordered pizza." He pointed to a pizza box on his desk.

Coreen just nodded. "Do you need anything else?"

Royce stopped what it was doing and stood up. It was only then that Coreen noticed that he was only wearing a black tee shirt and sweat pants and that he was only on his feet, which is why she could see his long fingers. 

"I want you," he admitted directly. "I want more." The tone of his voice changed, and it was now laced with want that made her knees buckle.

But the first one was just a few days ago? She wanted to say something but was afraid to say no. She hasn't recovered much yet, and will there be something new again? She remembered how he looked at her body before, and the heat spread through her body. He stared at her like a predator looking at its prey, just waiting for the right time to pounce and feast on her.

"This time, it is worth five thousand."

She gasped a little. How rich is he, and how easy is it for him to throw money like that? But who is she to complain? After all, they will both benefit from it.

He looked down at her still-clothed body, and Coreen shifted on her feet, suddenly feeling naked by the way he was looking at her.

"I want you to pleasure yourself while I watch."