She'll talk to him later. Just not now.

“I- not now, Paul. I got this client coming in soon, and I need to do some things before he gets here. After I’m done, I’ll come and find you.”

“Who’s the client?” Paul asks, sounding a little… Off, Glimmer thought. She stammered and cleared her throat before replying.

“Alexander,” she says, and Paul’s expression becomes unreadable, which means he didn’t like the idea of him being with her. Glimmer is off-put by this reaction and finds herself increasingly anxious about meeting Alexander.

Paul nods his head and clicks his tongue. “Alright. Be careful,” he says. “I’ll catch you when you’re done.”

“Thanks, Paul,” Glimmer says, then gets her shoulder patted by his beefy hand.

In reality, Glimmer had ample time and had nothing to do. She looks around and sighs. She might as well go to the VIP Room-- Pleasure Cube-- Whatever… Glimmer sits inside and confines herself to the empty room. It's quiet without even muffled music outside. It was warm, too. She lay in the bed as it lay still, not spinning like when she was with David.

David… David... David… She couldn't get him out of her mind, even though the features of his face were starting to blur. She was **** to stop forgetting about him, even as desperately as she tried to remove him from her brain. She felt the silk sheets she laid on, and they felt familiar. It should have been gross, but the soft texture reminded her of that night…

She bit her lip and rubbed down her stomach, her fingertips edging closer to her pussy as she considered self-pleasure. She’d do better satisfying her needs than the client certainly would anyway. Glimmer closed her eyes and licked her lips as she remembered the dirty details of that night. The way his lips felt.

His fingertips.

His cock.

His voice.

The way he looked and adored her as she surrendered to him. “Christ,” she murmured, swallowing on her throat that had suddenly gone dry. Her fingertips were on her bud now, rolling gently as she closed her eyes in a feverish attempt to recall every detail of him. The clothes, his eyes, his eyes…

Then the door opened, and she jolts up straight. Alexander comes in, looking mad already. As subtly as she could, she rubbed her fingertips on the bed, pressed her heel on the bed’s control panel, and triggered it to start slowly spinning.

“Alexander,” she said, her voice pitched slightly as her heart pounded. She almost said, “David…”

Her eyes flick to the room clock. He was early. Why was he allowed inside the club and the VIP Room?

Alexander starts to undress rapidly, wasting not even a second of his time as the timer in the room begins to countdown.

30 minutes… Glimmer sees the clock starting its countdown and begins to undress, too, trying to refuse him any reason to get angry at her.

The last thing to fall is her bra before she’s grabbed and thrown into the bed. The bed jumps up and down as she lays there. A surge of panic shoots through her, but she knows not to act scared in front of Alexander. He liked it when girls showed fear, and she refused to give him that satisfaction. Instead, she purred and smirked.

“Daddy’s angry,” she says, relieved to hear her voice emerge unbroken. The spinning of the bed throws her off only briefly. She looks up in time to see Alexander marching towards the bed and climbing on top beside her. His cock, as big as it usually was, is only semi-erect. She tries to say something more, but he grabs onto her sides and forces her down to the sheets.

Alexander growls at Glimmer and sneers evilly at her as he drags his palms up her ribcage. “Damn right, I am. I didn’t come here to play games. I came here to break a sweat, and I expect you to give me exactly what I want…”

The words make Glimmer’s skull rattle, and her body rides with discomfort. “How does daddy want me to start then?” Her voice doesn’t break, and she’s glad she can still talk confidently, even as thoughts of David come rushing back. He’d never do this…

Alexander leans closer and licks her cheek, her eye squinting slightly as she feels his tongue lather her skin. “I want you to start by showing how much you can take,” he spreads her legs forcibly and spits on her slit, listening to her earlier thoughts, not this creep. “I want to see how much you can handle before you break.”

Glimmer’s heart pounds. This was rare for others, but this felt strange to her. Her stomach tightens as her thoughts spur out of control. “You’re gonna need to harden the cock of yours before we begin,” she teases.

A hard, barking laugh boils out from her client. She feels his hands tighten on her ribs. “Oh. Don’t worry about that… I’ll get hard soon enough. Trust me, you’ll beg for more by our session ends.”

She draws a long breath through her nose, running a **** finger between his chest. “Do you want me to be gentle or rough?”

“Both,” he hisses, now fondling himself in preparation for the big moment. “I want you to submit to me completely but then fight back. I want to see the struggle in your eyes as I take control. Can you handle that?”

There’s a pause in her thought process. She doesn’t… She doesn’t want to do that. She wants someone else… Wants to be here with someone else… She smirks, hiding the fear behind a smirk of dirty resolve. “I can do that.”

Alexander smirks, making it known that he enjoys her compliance. He leans in and licks her. “Good girl. I like it when they’re obedient… But don't think for a second I won’t punish you for stepping out of line…”

Glimmer watches him please himself. The slight jiggle and motion of his balls moving as he cranks on a cock that’s at least 8 inches long makes her fidget. Her core tightens, and she tries to look pleased by it despite being revolted. Alexander scoffs, though. “You like watching, mm? You can’t get your eyes off that dick.”

Glimmer looks up, hiding her thoughts perfectly as she meets his eyes. “When are you going to use it?” She purrs.

“Oh, now you’re impatient. I like that, but I’m not ready yet. I want to see how long you can hold yourself back before you’re on me… begging… pleading…”

Now Glimmer knows she can’t just lay down and do nothing… Her hands glide up and take his cock with a firm pass. There’s no more **** or hold back. She has to take control of the situation… In less than a second, she’s replaced his hand and has taken the initiative. “Or I could just take over now and let you relax?”

“Damn… You are eager,” Alexander growls, presenting himself by shifting his weight to one side of the bed, giving her full access. She feels his cock tense and his legs tighten as she strokes his member. He looks down, eyes fixed on her hand now. He grins and leans his head back, enjoying the sensation.

20 minutes…

She squeezes harder and coos at him. “You like that, Daddy?”

Alexander groans, his eyes rolling back as he now humps her hand. “Mhmmm… Just like that… You’re good at this, aren’t you? You’ve got a lot of experience.”

Glimmer's hand pauses for a split second as she remembers guiding David through his first, and she feels guilt so overwhelming that it makes her pause. She tries to rebound quickly, but it misses rhythm with his humping, and Alexander notices. He grabs her wrist. “What was that?”

“Tired,” she giggles, glancing to meet his glare. “Working such a big and long cock is tiring for me. Not many clients can achieve such… feats,” she lies; most of her clients were like this, if not bigger…

Her big-headed client takes the compliment and chuckles lowly. “Then I guess it’s time I show you what I can do, right?” He throws her wrist away and pins her down to the sheets. She’s hopeless below him but shows not even a shred of panic that’s shooting through her veins.

“I want it inside me now,” she says, hoping he doesn’t choose her mouth or anus. “I want you inside that little pussy!!”

Alexander rolls his shoulders with newfound confidence. “That’s more like it… I like it when they’re eager like that… You sound so ****, princess. I like it when you beg for me.”

Glimmer blushes in embarrassment. She feels her cheeks redden as she demeans herself for him. She pauses her words to see if he wants more or will take over now. He looks at her pussy and rubs her stomach. “Keep going, sweetheart. I want to hear you over and over again. Until you’re practically crying for it.”

Glimmer can’t hide her reaction this time. Her eyes swell up with tears. This isn’t anything new, but it feels so much worse. “Fuck me! Please fuck my pussy!!”

Alexander glances at her and grins when he sees tears sliding down her cheeks. He loves the way this looks on her… “That’s it… You’re such a good little toy for me. Aren’t you? Begging for my cock like that… You’re such a needy slut.”

“Yes!” She almost barks it out. “I need it!!!”

Glimmer sees the clock as he chuckles and changes positions.

He’s so fixated on her desperation he doesn’t notice her body language changing and how rigid she’s become. He moves his hands from her wrists and grabs her waist. “I’m getting ready to give you what you want,” he says, sliding his hands up and down her torso.

Alexander leans down and trails countless kisses down her neck and collarbones. He nips her as he explores her body like this is the first time. Lower… and lower… She wiggles, making faces and mouthing insults as the tears swell her vision again. “You’re my girl. You’re being so good to me… You’re so eager to please. You want me inside so badly!”

Without warning, he slams in, making her grimace, and lets out a pitched grunt. Alexander groans as he enters her, pounding without mercy. She’s tight around him, and he sees that as an invitation to go faster, his hands firmly on her hips to keep her in place. He eventually slows but fucks with powerful thrusts.

“So tight… My princess is so tight and good around me.”

His eyes are fixed on their motions. She whines and moans, hoping it’s enough to satisfy him. Alexander continues to move. His thrusts become more aggressive as he picks up his pace again. He leans in and lolls his tongue over her cheek, tasting her salty tears as they stream. He smears his lips over her mouth where she makes out with her. “You’re mine,” he whispers. “You belong to me. You’re my plaything! And I’ll-”

The buzzer sounds off, and Glimmer lets out a sigh of relief. Alexander looks up, apparently familiar with what that entails. “Already? Didn’t we have time still?”

The last 10 minutes were meant for cleaning and getting ready to leave… She exhales and gently pushes him off and out of her. “The last 10 minutes are meant for departure…”

“Fuck!” Alexander curses and throws his hands around. “That’s what I get for cheaping out… Alright. Fuckin’ bullshit.”

“Are you going to use the shower in here?” She asks, and he shakes his head. He was so much more normal now that his time was out.

“I’m going home… I’ll just shower there.”

Her opinion of Alexander hasn’t changed as she watches him gather his clothes… How strange these people normally were when they’re not given power… Glimmer remains naked and takes a shower, washing off the tears, sweat, wishing the memories would go down the drain, too…