Miguel

Miguel watched Camila leave. Working for his country's secret police had always provided... side perks. He had taken more than one squealing rebel girl's virginity in the guise of "interrogating" her. So long as she wasn't the daughter of someone important, no one batted an eye.

But this was a horse of a different color. This girl was no blushing virgin but then he also had all the time he wanted to toy with her. His eyes watched her ass in the jumpsuit until the door closed behind her.

"Mr. Costa? Sir?" Barbara brought him back.

"Yes, yes. Continue," he said.

"As we discussed on the phone, our government clients get a special rate in exchange for providing talent. So you personally will be allowed to stay on the Gold tier, using from our facilities as would a guest. We also offer some amenities unique to you and your situation. A small tablet has been left in your room to assist you. You will be able to monitor Camila's activities from anywhere in the resort, turn her necklace on and off at will, or indeed leave it on at all times if you feel it best for her rehabilitation. You can do so as you see fit but we would ask you to let the girl sleep if we start receiving complaints."

His cock sprang to life at the thought of that rebel bitch being taken down. He would have to be sure to record some of the better encounters to send back to the Captain at home.

"Her wages will be reverted to the resort and cover your stay here," Barbara continued. "Whatever remains, plus any tips she may earn from guests, will revert to you to use at your discretion. I assume you have an arrangement with your government?"

"I do." He thought and a stupid one. The Captain expected me to send back all of the money for him. Still, being allowed to remain here might be the best payment of all.

Barbara looked at her watch and then her computer screen.

"Mr. Costa, it looks like your boat was my last one for the day, would you like me to show you to your living quarters? We can continue this conversation along the way."

"Sure, if it would be no trouble?"

She smiled again. "It's on my way, no problem."