BLACK WATER

I could see the tiny beads of sweat clearly on the tip of his forehead. It seemed he was trying very hard to start "learning" (making love) with me. Just for your information, at the place where we work with Madam Suzanne, we all call making love "learning." Sound very unusual choice of words, right?

"What's wrong, dear? Having trouble getting up?" I stretched and moved my body as erotically as possible, making the old man in front of me look even more impatient. His throat moved up and down as he repeatedly swallowed and cleared his throat.

"Ugh, honey, I really want to get in quickly, but this little guy is so hard to get to cooperate. Every time I try to get him in, he goes limp again...." His voice sounded pitiful. His eyes looked helplessly at his own powerless part.

I held back my laughter at his half-wrinkled, gloomy face. Quickly, I put on the sad face I usually use in situations like this, pretending to sympathize with his helpless little friend.

"Let me help you, so he can wake up quickly," I offered. The old man's eyes instantly lit up, like a child promised a dream gift.

"Of course! Of course! You can use anything you want to help, honey ...." His face looked enthusiastic and excited. Again, I held back my laughter. After all, he was a guest who had to be served well and to the fullest. He quickly sat down and adjusted his position.

"But I want to use my hands only, okay? You remember my conditions, right? You haven't forgotten, have you ...." I made my voice as soft as possible. I started to move closer to his body.

The old man next to me chuckled, "I remember, of course I remember. You don't want to use your mouth and don't want to play through the back. You don't want any red marks on your body. And, you don't want to be asked to take off your mask." He gently touched the soft velvet mask covering my eyes.

I smiled, "Good. Okay then, I'll help now." The old man quickly nodded, letting me start to climb onto his body. He swallowed again as my hand slowly moved down to his little friend, I deliberately moved slowly, with gentle movements I began to reach his still-sleeping little friend. I could hear his breathing becoming more irregular. Oh dear, I hope this old man doesn't have a history of heart attack!

"My dear, if you want, you can play with my twins ..." I whispered softly near his ear, his reaction was as I expected. I could see his eyes, which were half-closed, immediately open halfway, his face now slightly red, looking like a hungry person wanting to devour the food in front of him.

"Yes, I want to, honey. Really? I can play with these beautiful twin peaks?" he asked, trying to reassure himself. I nodded while bringing my twins closer to his face. Meanwhile, my hand below started to help his little friend, which was getting harder.

My trick almost always worked. I didn't need to exert myself making love, just my hand working was enough. You are really smart, Raveline! I praised myself.

For a moment, I let the old man play with my twins. His eyes were sometimes half-closed, sometimes open, and from his lips, I occasionally heard sounds like someone eating something spicy. He seemed to think of my twins as candy. I could feel the repeated gentle sucking movements from his lips. I couldn't help but moan from the ticklish sensation.

My hand moved faster, after nearly three years of practice. So, it's no surprise that my skills have improved. Isn't it true that those who study diligently become smarter?

It didn't take long for me to feel the old man's thing in front of me getting warmer and more solid. Soon it would be ready to release. One, two, three ... I started counting in my head. By the count of six, I could feel something warm flowing between my fingers.

"Aaaaaw!" I let out a soft scream while pulling back my body.

"Honey ... I'm sorry! I didn't mean to!" The old man looked shocked, "Did it hurt?" he asked with a guilty face.

I smiled as sweetly as possible, "Not too painful, really. Just surprised, suddenly being bitten like that." This time I answered honestly.

"I couldn't help it. Yours felt like jelly candy, so chewy and soft. Without realizing it, I wanted to bite."

I giggled, "Oh, dear, you're so funny." I grabbed a cloth and dampened it with warm water from the side of the bed. Madam had already prepared everything needed for after 'learning' together.

I cleaned his spilled liquid from his lower body. After ensuring everything was clean, I offered him a chance to freshen up in the bathroom.

"Don't you want to take a shower first?"

"No need. You've already cleaned it well," he replied while gently hugging my body. "You were amazing, honey. Even though we couldn't go all the way, I'm really satisfied tonight." The old man gently squeezed my twins. Just as his mouth was about to start licking the tips, his phone suddenly beeped softly. It seemed to be an alarm reminder. He quickly grabbed his watch from the bedside table, and for a moment, his eyes narrowed at the gold-plated watch, the tiny diamonds in it sparkling under the bedside lamp. With one glance, I knew the brand and model of his watch, a Rolex Datejust series. This type of watch costs over millions dollar.

"Tsk! Time flies. I still have business to attend to and need to be in Japan by tomorrow morning. Do you mind if I leave early?" he asked while squeezing my twin peaks again.

Yes! I cheered inwardly, but quickly put on the saddest face possible, "Well, what can I do. Your business is far more important than being here with me..." I gently stroked his little friend, which had fallen asleep again.

"Sorry, honey, Next time, if I'm not busy and have free time, I promise to learn again with you."

"Ehm, make sure you keep your promise!" I hugged him affectionately. The old man then got off the bed and started putting his suit back on. Meanwhile, I just stayed on the bed, covering my still naked body with a blanket.

"Oh, honey, before I go... can I ask for something?" the old man smiled mischievously.

"Hmm, what do you want?" I asked.

"I want a kiss first ...." he replied with a naughty chuckle.

"Oh, dear, I thought you were going to ask for something else, sure." I got off the bed, letting the blanket that covered me fall to the floor.

The old man didn't waste any time, immediately grabbing my body and starting to lean his head in. Huh? I thought he wanted a kiss on the lips or cheek. I was wrong! The old man squeezed my twins again and started to suck like a baby nursing. This wasn't a kiss! This was more like sucking! I let him move from left to right for a few moments.

Apparently, he was completely crazy with my twins!

After a while, he released his lips from my body. "Aaah! Yours taste so delicious!" The old man then sat on the sofa near the bed and took something out of his jacket pocket. I turned away, choosing to lie back on the bed, pretending not to care or see what he was doing.

"Honey, this is a bonus for you, as well as an apology for biting you earlier." The old man placed a piece of paper on the bedside table before quickly leaving the room.

I smiled, "Thank you, dear. Take care, and good luck with your business." I waved to him as he opened the hotel room door. The old man smiled back, waving his hand.

Once the door closed, I jumped off the bed in excitement. I immediately grabbed the piece of paper on the table.

Curious about how much bonus the old man had given me. My lips puckered in admiration at the amount on the paper. Thirty million! Wow! This is like getting double my salary! Getting paid by Madam and a bonus too! It was worth getting bitten! I patted my chest lightly, laughing to myself.

***

Introduce me, I am Raveline Black, or often called Rosaline a.k.a Black Rose by male swingers.

Until this day, no one knows my real name.

I am known as a beautiful girl with a charm like a Rose, beautiful and graceful. My body proportions nearly perfect! With natural red lips even without lipstick. My long brown hair has always unraveled beautifully. My charm really captivates anyone who sees it, coupled with seductive body shapes. As a woman who is often called a street walker, I spent the night working as a sex partner. I became a one-night stand partner for lonely swinger men, who were willing to give up their money just to spend one night with me.It's my third year working at a place called Wonderland, owned by Madam Suzanne.I'm stuck working here for a very complicated reason.

Five years ago, after my dad's company went bankrupt and owed hundreds of billions, my dad's fell ill. My Mom, who from childhood rarely took care of me, preferred to cheat and change partners. After my dad past away, I found out that they were both cheaters!

Because of the accumulated debt, Mom sold my virginity to one of my dad's business partners to pay off the debt. I am eighteen years old and just graduated from high school, there's nothing I can do to defend myself. I was willing to become that old man wife to pay off my family's debts and pay for my dad's treatment.The debt was considered paid off, but four months later my dad past away. After that, I ran away from that old businessman's house.

Losing my dad made me lose direction and purpose in life. I decided to leave my identity as Raveline Black, an innocent girl that sold by her own mother.I had to move from one city to another.I ran away as far as I could until my savings ran out. I decided to find a job in a big city, but high school graduates find it difficult to get a settled job.Until finally I met Madam Suzanne, the owner of a beauty salon with many branches.

Seeing my beauty, she immediately offered me to become a prostitute, a job selling myself.Which I initially refused.

After experiencing harassment while looking for another job, i was forced to contact madam Suzanne, because I had no one to help.

Fortunately, she understood my condition.And just like that, i ended up working here. At Madam's Suzanne biggest beauty centers, Wonderland.

At Wonderland, the health of workers is taken into account by regular medical examinations and a strict selection of arriving guests. Guests must go through a full medical examination before they can choose a beauty partner. In Wonderland we are called as beauty partners.I work in Category A, for guests under fifty years old.

However, after experiencing violence from one of the guests, I chose to move to Category B, for guests over fifty years old. I set specific conditions, such as not doing oral and wearing a half-face lace mask while working.In two years, I could buy apartment, a car, jewelry, and live in luxury. However, I felt that something was missing, something that I kept looking for but didn't know what it was.

**

"I guarantee! This business is different from similar businesses, you know, everything that works here is very secured. Because our customers it's special, you don't have to worry ... here, the guests who come are only certain people, they are not random people. Most are politicians and high-ranking officials and wealthy businessmen. Like, we are safer ... because there is a special selection for every customer who comes."Said Madam Suzanne at the time.

I can only silently hear all the explanations from madam Suzanne. What difference does it make? The end is selling my self. I went back to trying to find a decent job.

Unfortunately, my efforts to find a more normal job ended in vain. I even ended in harassment that made me despair. I almost got raped!

Out of desperation, I called Madam Suzanne. I'm glad she understands the situation I'm in. She wants to help me. It's inconceivable that if I hadn't contacted Madam Suzanne, I might have ended up working as a sex worker on the side of the road.

That was the story of the beginning of my meeting with Madam Suzanne until I finally chose to accept the offer to work with her.It turns out that the thing offered by Madam Suzanne are not just nonsense. In Wonderland, the health of beauty partner- all Madam Suzanne workers in specialized salons are called that-is especially concerned. Once a month a medical examination is always held. The employment contract of each Wonderland employee will be renewed depending on his health condition.As for guests, Wonderland only accepts special guests.

Madam Suzanne is very strict in choosing guests who come. They're not random people. Most of the guests are from VVIP.

Wonderland managed by Madam Suzanne is very secret. It's not easy for ordinary people to get in there.Many people with important positions also became patrons of Wonderland Madam Suzanne's business.Because it is very secret, the identity of the guests who came was very guarded. Even before being able to choose one of the beauty partners. Guests are first asked to undergo a complete medical examination. If the guest has passed the examination and is declared healthy and does not have a venereal disease, then the guest will be asked to choose a preferred beauty partner.Beauty partner fellows are in two categories, Category A, for guests under the age of fifty. Category B, for guests over the age of fifty.I initially chose to work in Category A.

About five months after starting work there was one unpleasant incident that caused me trauma.

Although his physical condition is in good health. The guest turned out to have a disorder while doing the 'beauty partner' process.My body was full of cuts and bruises from the violence inflicted by the guest.

For about two months, I underwent treatment. Again Madam Suzanne was the one who gave me support and help until I recovered completely.

The guest who tortured me, was immediately blacklisted by Wonderland. Thanks to the help one of madam's colleaguesThat bastard managed to be thrown into prison with a case of money laundering.

Then it's only natural that I feel deeply indebted to her.Madam once said that if she thought of me as her sister, that was the reason why she treated me a little differently than the rest of my colleagues, but this was just a secret between the two of us. Madam doesn't want any misunderstandings between me and her other employees.

After that, I decided to switch categories. I just want to receive guests with Category B. I also asked for some special conditions, just want to work with some requirements.Does not accept guests who have a desire for oral service. I don't want guests doing kiss marks a.k.a leaving red marks on my body.

The last one when spent night together, I will wear a half-face mask, to cover part of my eyes. Guests are not allowed to force me to remove my mask. When I put that condition to Madam, she was stunned for a moment before finally agreeing to it.

Armed with my perfect body and beautiful face, I immediately became a Category B idol.That's so unbelievable! One-time payment, can be used to pay rent for luxury apartment for half a year. Rosaline is one of the most sought after names by men over the age of fifty. They gladly paid a high price to be able to spent night together with me.In two years, I could buy a house, a car, jewelry, and live in luxury. I felt like I had everything, except one, an empty heart.

There's always something that makes me feel uneasy, feel like a piece is missing. I'm like never satisfied with all that I have managed to get, my mind is constantly looking for something that can satisfy and close the missing part. However, I myself do not know what exactly I am looking for.

***

I was sitting in Madam Suzanne's room. A waiter came in, put two cups on the table in front of me and Madam.

"Rosaline, Mr. X will be a guest on your schedule early next month," said Madam while enjoying a cup of her favorite coffee that had just been served, without looking at me. I, who was sitting across from her, was suddenly confused. Wasn't my schedule for next month set by her two days ago and the guest's name isn't Mr. X?

Madam seemed to be thinking and just silent. I was amused to see her being formal when there were other employees. Maybe Madam deliberately waited for the waiter who was still busy arranging plates containing snacks and cheesecake out of the room.

"Aah ... Sorry... sorry, I forgot to tell you that Mr. A, who was supposed to be a guest, can't come early next month, he's suddenly on business in Milan."This time Madam looked at me with a smile. The waiter just came out.

"All right. I'll make sure I'm in good shape. Oh, ehm, about the annual leave application I requested, is it still valid?"

In Wonderland, every year employees are entitled to an annual leave allowance of two months. The ration of leave every year is neatly arranged so that they do not collide with each other. Coincidentally, it's my turn to take a day off.

"Where Are you going on vacation this year, Rose?"Her tone sounds more relaxed.

"Don't know yet. You might have a suggestion. I'm bored, if not beaches, mountains, shopping, culinary tours. That's it again ...."

Madam Suzanne's real name is Sarah. Her life is darker than mine. Her husband cheated on her while she was pregnant with their first child. Due to severe shock and depression, She had a miscarriage. When her husband was caught cheating on her, her mother-in-law even made fun of and blamed her. Maybe because her husband's family comes from an upper class family so underestimate Sarah who is only from an ordinary family.

Sarah recalled that the turning point in her life was when her mother-in-law said, "it is normal for a man to have more than one woman. My father-in-law is not my husband's biological father. So when we divorced, I decided to become my ex-in-law's third wife. You should have seen the faces of my ex-mother-in-law and ex-husband when you found out that I became the new wife of my ex-father-in-law."

I laughed so hard when I heard that story. The story is no less complicated than soap operas on television. Only a few of Sarah's confidants know about her past, and one of them is me. Just for information, in Wonderland we are all not allowed to use real names. Without being asked, we all kept each other's real identities secret. We also abstain from digging or finding out the past of our fellow colleagues, unless the person concerned herself, willingly tell their life stories.

"Besides going on vacation, aren't you interested in trying new things, Rose?"

"What do you mean, Sarah?"I looked at her confused.

"You said you wanted to be a college girl. Why not try a list of short courses?"

I laughed at Sarah's comment. "I'm twenty-three years old. I think I'd look silly if i join that kind thing."

"Your face is a baby face! Doesn't look like a twenty-three-year-old. Trust me! If someone asks you about your age and you say you're nineteen, they'll believe you. Just don't let them see your chest! I can't believe you have such a big cock in your ass!"

"Ha ha ha, what a nasty joke, sis."I burst out laughing.

Sarah rolled her eyes, "I can't believe it you don't trust me! Just try to prove it yourself! But remember, choose outfit that suits style! Don't wear hot pants like that!"Sarah pointed to the black pants I was wearing.

**

"Mister, uhm, slow down a little bit," I shook off the hand that slowly began to move violently squeezing my chest.

"Ah, sorry dear. I'm so excited, " he replied with a slow sigh, his body still up and down. Looks like he's close. Sure enough, it wasn't until a few seconds that he shook and moaned softly.

Be patient, Ravelia ... the work will be done soon. I encourage myself.

I got out of bed as soon as the man was finished with his little brother.

"Go to the bathroom, Mister. If you want to take a shower, come with me."I'm offering a closing service before my duty tonight ends. The sooner the better, I thought.

"Hmm. That's Interesting idea ..."he woke up from his sleep and walked with me to the bathroom. Inside the bathroom, as I expected, the middle-aged man spent almost half an hour just to suckle like thirsty!

The evening ended with a check for twelve million. Mister X had left the room fifteen minutes ago, while I was still busy fixing my makeup. The Latte in front of me was still emitting thin hot steam. I grabbed the vape tools, it's limited edition, from inside the pouch, slowly exhaling Moon Rabbit-scented smoke. Just a year ago I was fond of vaping, at first-time it's just for fun, trying a vape tool owned by Melinda, one of my co-workers at Wonderland. Because the aroma is unique, I was interested until I decided to buy my own vape tools. The expensive one. It's cost higher because of the existence of some exclusive materials such as diamonds weighing 2 carats with 246 grains.

This product is made by Shisha sticks from Italian Murano glass, so the price can reach more than 1 billion. This is the most expensive vape the world i ever seen.

I bought an expensive one on purpose. Besides looking prettier, having an expensive vape tools makes me feel more prestige among other vapers.

The cafe where I drink lattes is open 24 hours. I'm one of the regulars, so it doesn't matter if tonight I choose to sit alone at the very end of the cafe. Amelia, one of the cafe waiters, who is familiar with my habits, every hour always comes to offer a refill or maybe just make sure I'm okay.

I stared straight out the cafe window. There are so many cars and other vehicles. People who walk back and forth as endless. I stared at the reflection of myself in the window of the cafe, beautiful girl was sitting supporting her chin. My looks so perfect, but for some reason, I feel so alone and miserable. Everything that happens to me feels so flat and boring.

***