Leon's submissive

After the shop closed, things at home have been getting increasingly difficult. My mother's pension barely covers her medication and helps me pay the rent. I spend the whole day searching for an opportunity, and one day, I managed to get a job that paid me daily at a buffet. It wasn't much, but it was enough to help.

The problem was that the owner came on to me. As soon as I rejected his advances, he fired me and even made it difficult for me to get another chance at similar buffets. Ana Cláudia is my best friend; we are neighbors, and she accompanies my daily struggle.

"I've told you so many times, Lana, you're facing difficulties because you want to."

"Please, don't say that. My mother fought so hard to take care of me, and I feel so sorry to see her go through hardships," I replied, sitting on the couch and painting my toenails.

"Then don't allow it! You're beautiful; you could earn a lot of money showing your body like I do."

"I can't bring myself to expose like that; my mother would be ashamed. You know how she raised me, with so many rules and modesty."

"Lana, you won't be exposing yourself. You can create a character or wear a mask. The men who pay to see us, they only care about the body!"

"I appreciate you wanting to help me, Ana, but I can't do that."

That night, I pondered the proposal of using a mask and ceasing to be myself to show parts of my body to unknown men. I don't know; it would be a desperate option, and I hope I don't have to reach that point.

The next day, I woke up to my mother's distress and rushed to her room.

"What's wrong, Mom? Why are you crying like this?"

"I can't see properly, I can't!" I hugged her tightly; my mother always had vision problems, and due to lack of care, everything could be even worse than before.

We scheduled a consultation, it was my last emergency money. If we were to schedule it through the public health system, it would take too long. Soon, she was called into the examination room, underwent the test, and the ophthalmologist told us what was happening.

"Unfortunately, I don't bring good news. Your mother suffers from chronic macular degeneration. This disease is slowly taking away her visual acuity. In simpler words, your mother is gradually going blind!"

I started crying, and so did she; it was distressing to know that something so cruel could happen to my mother.

"Is there any cure?" I asked, holding her hand tightly.

"There's surgery and treatments for the losses she's already had."

"And how much does it all cost?"

"Between sixty and seventy thousand reais." When he mentioned that amount, a lump formed in my throat. I didn't want to appear weak to my mother, and this wasn't the time for that.

"We can't afford that amount," she replied, so sad.

"There's a possibility of getting it through the public health system, but they need to go to a clinic and fill out a waiting list form."

Waiting list, a less painful name for a queue that would stretch on for years and years. My mother didn't have that time. We left there, carrying the weight of the world on our shoulders. We got home, and she went to cry in her room, looking, as long as she could, at the image of her devotion saint.

"My mother won't go blind, I can't allow that!" I went to Ana Cláudia's house and asked her to sign me up on that stripper platform. She lent me some gear she used to seduce men and encourage them to pay more for a private show.

She gave me tips, explained how to set up my account so that tips would go directly there, and the way she explained it didn't seem as terrible as I knew it was. I have two newer lingerie sets; I've been without a boyfriend for a year, and without one, I had no reason to renew this type of clothing frequently. Still, I went to a store and bought a black, sexy bodysuit along with sensual black stockings.

That very night, I would start; I couldn't waste another second. I got home, and it was already night; my mother was already in bed, her room's light off. I entered my room, took a shower, put on that lace mask and the bodysuit, released my hair, and turned on the laptop camera.

I was already logged into the platform, I sat in front of the camera and waited for a man attracted by my profile picture. It didn't take long; a guy named Edward was online and already requesting access to my real-time image.

I attended to him and waited for his orders. There were options on the platform for them to choose without having to ask formally. Show breasts for 100 reais, buttocks for 250 reais, and intimate parts for 400 reais.

"Stand up, I want to see you better!" He messaged.

I stood up and took a turn; soon he clicked the option for me to show my breasts. I froze, paralyzed with shame, but I remembered why I was doing this and showed my breasts to him. I thought he'd ask me to show more, but he saw and then left... that night, I showed everything to more men, totaling two thousand and two hundred reais. I could hardly believe it; I had never earned anything like that in such a short time.

I started exposing myself during the day too, sometimes reaching two thousand and sometimes not even a thousand reais. It depended a lot on the clients; I had even built a loyal base of customers searching for my night alias... on Saturday's early morning, one of them wanted to contact me discreetly, and I accepted his request in the chat.

Leon Versalles, a beautiful name!

"Good evening," I messaged him.

"Good evening, night cat. I wish to make you a proposal."

"I'm here looking for generous men like you, Mr. Leon," I typed.

"Stand in front of the camera and show me your face!"

I thought he would ask me for something beyond the norm, and I was right. I was tired of showing everything to everyone. This Leon left me speechless; he could ask for anything, even for me to touch my body in front of the camera, but no.

"My face, is that what you want me to show, really?"

"I'll pay a thousand dollars to take off your mask!"

The only thing I can preserve in this job is my face. This Leon asked too much of me, but a thousand dollars is great money and will help me pay for many things and even dream of getting the surgery cost more quickly.

"Do you have an answer for me? I'm waiting, and I don't like waiting, brunette!"

"Make the payment; I'll do what you asked now."

In less than three minutes, there were over four thousand reais in my account according to the current dollar exchange rate. I untied the mask's ribbon and removed it while looking at the screen; I had never felt so humiliated.

Showing my body with my face covered preserved my intimacy somewhat, my honor... now I'm exposed. I let a tear roll down and quickly wiped it away; surely, he didn't pay to see someone crying that much.

'You can put the mask back on now!'

I did as he asked and covered my face again; Leon left the chat. Many days passed, and I continued to expose myself and earn money that way. Sometimes, I catch myself waiting for that man again. A man who most likely must be so far away, why would he pay to see the face of a woman like me?

He probably didn't like me; he never accessed my page again. I was saving up slowly, but the household bills and expenses didn't allow me to save enough. Walking down the street, I passed by a church and went inside, praying to God to give me a way out.

"God, I'm willing to prove my love for the person who has dedicated themselves most to me in this life. Help me save my mother, help me!" That week, we had requested her surgery through the public health system, even knowing that it wouldn't be in time.

We were waiting for a miracle and divine providence. I continued with my work online, and one day, when my mother was at the supermarket, I received a visitor.

"I would like to speak to Ms. Lana Gonçalves Fernandes."

"That's me!" I was scared; the last thing I needed was more problems in this life.

"I'm a lawyer, and my name is Alberto Bragança." We shook hands, and I invited him in.

"I don't know what matter you have to discuss with me."

"Don't be frightened by my visit, Lana; I'm here to represent the interests of my client. Mr. Leon Versalles!"

"Leon, I remember that name."

"Exactly, I've come to offer you a contract at his request."

"Contract? How did he find me?' I was scared; if he found me so easily, others could do the same.

"My client is a very wealthy man; he liked you. We know you're in a complicated situation due to your mother's health."

God, they knew everything! If I wanted to hide from the world using a mask, now everyone would know thanks to their blackmail. I started crying; everyone would find out what I was doing to make a living.

"Please, calm down, miss!" He offered me a tissue. "I see you haven't understood the real intentions of my visit."

"Then explain to me, what does he want from me?'

"It's not about what I want, it's about Leon." He took some papers out of the folder and handed them to me.

"What is this?'

"A contract. You have all this week to read it; if you need clarification, I'll leave my contact, or you can even consult another lawyer of your trust before signing."

I stared at those documents.

"This is a great opportunity to save your mother, don't fail to read what's written here." I accompanied him to the door and received the contact card.

A contract, so many pages... clauses and more clauses, and from many of them, I didn't understand anything. Ana Cláudia was dating a law student, and I took advantage of him helping us understand some things.

"Here it says it brings the description of the purpose of the business made, in fact, and in simpler words, this is a submission contract. It establishes that upon signing, you will be entering an agreement to live in his residence located in London for a predetermined period of twelve months from the day of your arrival in the country. The contracted party B, which is Lana, shall provide sexual services to party A, for the agreed-upon period."

"I didn't understand it wrong, Leon wants me to be his private prostitute!" I was scared; of course, I won't accept going to another country with a strange man.

"He requests that you undergo several routine medical exams before the trip." Diogo seemed more interested in reading it all than me.

"On top of everything, he's not a fan of using condoms!" Ana Cláudia joked.

"At least, you can find humor in all this, Ana, with each passing day, I'm more afraid of what will happen to my mother.'

"Then accept, Lana. If this man lives outside the country and took the trouble to send a lawyer here, he might really be interested in having a relationship with you during that time, my friend."

"But this is madness!" I exclaimed.

"He has given you many assurances here about your physical integrity, assuring you that there will be no violence. All your expenses for food, accommodation, and transportation will be covered by him. I researched, and this lawyer of his is legitimate, I just couldn't find anything about this Leon Versalles and no photos.' Diogo was a nice guy, he was helping us as best as he could.

Choosing another female company wasn't easy at all, the last one stayed for only a month. Even before my end, I never liked getting involved with prostitutes, but my reality for these past three years was not allowing any emotional connection with any woman from that world.

I am quite generous to all those who provide me with services, but I demand the same in return. The last submissive was chosen from a blog that offered sexual services; she was a mistake. Among many ads, I saw one that led to a CAM girls' room, another one of the embellished names for the debauched service these young women offer.

"Do you think covering your face can mask the shame of being a prostitute?"

I smiled, speaking to myself, "Of course I entered the chat with her. She wanted money, and I offered a good amount to get what I wanted, to see her completely exposed to me, but not just sexually... I want to see what she keeps in her soul."

"Do the Pix, I'll do what you asked, Leon!" The phrase I was expecting, another dollar-hungry vixen.

She revealed her face, she was beautiful... too beautiful. I thought about inviting her to come and offering the contract, but I can't.

A day passed, I kept thinking about that woman and the tear she shed when revealing herself to me. She might be good entertainment, different from the others, perhaps. I phoned Alberto, who is in Brazil taking care of my business and waiting for me to choose another woman.

"I've already chosen my new entertainment, I want you to find her and bring her as soon as possible."

"This time is it someone easier to find? Like the escort from the blog?" Alberto didn't want to have so much trouble, but unfortunately, he'll have to find her for me.

She is an internet stripper and uses the pseudonym "night cat". I'll pass on the access link to that site, and do your job!

"Alright, we'll have to hire a hacker, but I can easily do that here. Don't worry, Leon, I'll do what I can to find this girl."

I waited for two days, my lawyer knows patience is not one of my virtues and finally gave me news.

"I found the girl, her name is Lana Gonçalves Fernandes."

"Lana." I smiled, adjusting my mask.

"She is in a difficult financial situation; I don't think I'll have trouble convincing her."

I didn't let him finish speaking.

"Offer the contract, and if she refuses, offer more money."

"Yes, Leon."

Inside my room, my dark world preserves my soul away from people's malice. I haven't left home since the accident happened; my solitude is the best company I can have, even though Ofelia is the only person in this world whom I accept to have by my side.

"Leon, can I come in now?"

She knows she can never enter the room without knocking; I might be without the compression garments that I still need to wear for the burns, and without my inseparable mask.

"What do you want, Ofelia?"

"To know if you'll come down for breakfast, the day is so beautiful. Why not eat by the poolside..."

"Bring it here, I don't want to go out!"

"Alright, son, I'll bring a tray."

Ofelia observes that Leon has been living like the shadow of the man he once was. She worked for the Versalles family and saw him grow up. When Leon turned fifteen, he received his first luxury car and, despite having everything money could buy, he was humble and always gave gifts and helped financially less fortunate friends.

Many people, like Ofelia, wonder why tragedy came Leon's way. He married at twenty-seven to Viviane, whom he deeply loved, and the two were inseparable. Soon, she became pregnant with twins, Lucas and Leandro, and the boys were the apple of Leon's eye. He was happier than ever, but God had other plans for his life...

Ofelia watches Leon waste his youth, hidden like a ghost within the walls of the house, watching days pass one after another. His soul has turned dark since the accident. He never wanted to leave home or see friends and people who loved him. Leon is ashamed of the scars that disfigure his right arm and part of his face.

Besides living in voluntary seclusion, he never wanted to get close to a woman again unless he paid for their services. In the last three years, some girls are hired to come and have relations with him for a stipulated time. The feeling of control exerts a power that takes away part of his pain; Ofelia couldn't tell how it happens within the heart of that young man. She prays every day for his life to change, perhaps someday someone might come and brighten Leonardo's life once again.

Leon

"Lana Gonçalves," that name stuck in my head, and I started researching on my own. What does this girl have that intrigues me? She's just another young woman selling herself for the highest price offered.

I easily found her on Instagram, observing her photos and her smile; I know she is perfect to be by my side. She will give me a year of her life...

"I can't wait for you to come, Lana!"

At dinner time, I left the room. I usually only do this at night and occasionally ask for a different dinner from Ofelia.

"Your cousin Carla called again, said she's been trying to reach you on your phone, and you haven't answered."

"She doesn't understand that what happens between us is just casual sex! Thinks that I'm so deep in depression that I'd accept a woman as debauched as her as a wife."

"Forgive me for what I'm about to say, Leon, but I think even if it were with someone like Carla, you should try."

"She only wants my money, all the women in this world only want that from me. I'd rather deal with several of them than put a woman like Carla inside this house. If she calls again, tell her I'm dead!"

Ofelia served me, this time of year always makes me even more distressed. In a month, it will be Christmas. I had dinner and went to my room, looked out the window, and finally managed to sleep.

I was walking in broad daylight in the middle of the woods behind the mansion, and unbelievably, I wasn't wearing black clothes. Lana was there, this time there were no tears in her eyes... she approached and removed my mask.

There were no burns on my face; she caressed my skin and kissed me on the cheek. Smiling, she ran into the trees, and I ran after her; the trees darkened and became dry with each step I took. I was scared, I didn't advance and couldn't find her, even though I wanted so much to feel her soft touch on my skin again.

I woke up sweating in my bed, I hadn't dreamed of anything other than the accident or my kids calling for me in so long. I got up and went downstairs for a glass of water.

"She's disturbing my sleep; this isn't a good sign!"

I thought about sending an urgent message to Alberto, asking him not to look for this woman, but perhaps it wouldn't make a difference anymore.

I let a few days pass, I didn't push my decision to have Lana here as strongly as before with Dr. Alberto, it was as if a part of me begged for her to come, and another part was afraid of it happening.

Carla didn't give up; in one of my moments of madness, I ended up in bed with this woman. After that, she thinks she can manipulate me to the point of marrying her. She only wants my money, and that's no surprise to anyone; after I became a monster, it's clear she only wants me for position and wealth.

Ofelia feels a lot of pity for what I've become; she thinks I should give Carla a chance, but no. I will never place a woman in this house in Viviane's place, nor will I have children to replace my twins; they died because of me and took my own life with them.

Still no response, I called Alberto in Brazil.

"Any news? You know I don't like waiting!"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Leonardo..." He replied hesitantly.

"Leon, never call me that again!"

"Yes, Mr. Leon, the lady hasn't contacted me yet to give an answer."

"Offer an additional thirty thousand dollars at the end of the contract." Money doesn't matter to me; I want this woman here.

"I will go to her house again; the fact is, Lana seems not to be the kind of woman you thought."

"Then create a situation to force her to accept, do whatever it takes. And call me to say they're coming here."

"I'll do my best, Leon."

I hung up, went downstairs, and Ofelia was arriving, she had brought some groceries.

[...]

Just seeing him outside of the room was already a great joy for Ofelia. She didn't know what could be going on in his head, but whatever it was, it was doing good for his soul. He didn't complain about the windows in his room being open to let in some fresh air and sunlight, nor did he complain about the other employees as he did before.

Either this was great or very bad. Everything depended on what was going to happen in the next few days in that house.

I didn't want to accept this absurd proposal, but in the following days, my mother's condition worsened, and being diabetic complicated her situation as the days went by. Ana Cláudia encouraged me to say yes, but I was very afraid of going away from everything and with a stranger.

My mother had a setback, besides gradually losing her eyesight, she was getting sadder every day, and I feared she might be falling into depression. Once again, that man came here, his insistence brought me to the brink of committing the craziest thing in my life.

"I'm here again, waiting for your answer. Leon insists that we get on a plane as soon as possible."

"I'm very scared, sir. How many girls are taken out and have their bodies sold to men outside, sexually trafficked, or have their organs sold?"

"That won't happen to you, my word may not mean much, but you'll have all the security you need! You'll use your phone freely to communicate with your relatives here, you can notify them and even ask them to research about me and the cases I've handled as a lawyer."

"I've already done that, your name exists and is registered with the Bar Association."

"See, if I fail you, Lana, my professional career and the prestige of my family, which I value greatly, will be forever ruined!"

"But this Leon Versalles, he seems like a person who doesn't exist. Why is there nothing about him on the internet?"

"Leon is a man who lives secluded, he doesn't like to expose himself!"

"Is he young?"

"Yes, he's 34 years old," the lawyer replied.

"Can I see a photo of him?"

"Being honest with all the young women I bring along is part of my agreement with Leon. He had an accident a few years ago, and his appearance was compromised, Lana."

"I don't care about that, my fear is that I might be walking into a trap."

"As for that, you'll have to trust me and the contract that you have."

"My mother is getting worse every day, Dr. Alberto, I can't go out of the country and leave her like this! If I agreed and set a few more conditions, would your client accept?"

"I'm here willing to listen to you and remove your desire to refuse the offer."

"You said Leon is willing to cover the treatment; I want her to be treated here in Palmas, not in Italy. Because here, my friend Ana Cláudia will take care of her for me!"

"Alright, we'll provide a monthly amount for her, I'll look for the best clinic today itself, and we'll get your passport."

"I'm doing this for her, doctor, my life is for my mother. Fear will be with me all the time, but I have to trust my life to you!"

"I swear, Lana, that I'll bring you back home if that's your wish."

I left with him, and we found an excellent clinic and went to submit my documents to get the passport. I heard him talking on the phone.

"Yes, Leon, she's going!"

A passport would take six business days to be ready, but that man was powerful and managed to have mine in our hands in just two days.

"Here, take this advance and buy warm clothes and whatever else is necessary for the trip."

"It's too much money, it's not necessary to give me that much! I'm only concerned about my mother."

"You'll have five thousand reais in your account by tonight, so you'll feel more at ease when traveling, knowing that your mother won't be left unsupported, especially financially."

He left, Ana Cláudia has always been the person I trust most in this world, besides my mother. Alberto ensured her seven thousand reais per month to take care of my mother and an additional three thousand for extra expenses.

"I'll go, Ana, but I want you to take care of my mother and keep me informed about everything. If I don't send news for more than a day, call the police. Diogo has a copy of my contract and will know legally how to search for me. In two days, I'll go with Alberto."

"I'll take care of your mother, I've always liked her as if she were mine. And part of this money, I'll save it for you, Lana!" Ana Cláudia felt sorry for seeing me in this situation, me, who was so modest, going to sell myself to a stranger.

'I'll tell my mother that I got a job as a nanny, never let her know what I'm going to do, actually.'

That night, I went to my mother's room and explained part of what I was about to do.

"I'm not abandoning you, I'm going to get your cure!" I held my mother's hand; she cried.

"I'm already old, I can accept living in darkness and get used to it."

"Absolutely not, and I'll work very hard, and Ana Cláudia will take care of you for me! Promise me you'll take care of yourself..."

"I promise, daughter, thank you for not giving up on your old mother who loves you so much." I cried, and we hugged tightly.

Now I have the strength I need to face this Leon, whoever he may be or whatever he's like. I couldn't sleep thinking about the following days, I woke up early and went to buy some clothes to take, and I didn't even have a decent suitcase.

I even bought some lingerie; the contract said he didn't like very extravagant colors and preferred that I always wore black. I don't like being so formal all the time, I don't know if he'll like it very much, but I chose some colors for the warm clothes and intimate clothes. I got home and washed the clothes, I lay on the bed reading more about the contract, and he demanded that I shouldn't be a virgin.

"I can't decipher you, Leon, you're so strange!"

I can't touch you during sexual relations unless you ask me, we won't sleep in the same bed or share the same room, I must have lunch with the other employees, I can't listen to loud music, I can't refuse sexual intercourse unless I'm on my menstrual period, I can't kiss you, I must choose one of the two contraceptive methods of my free choice: IUD (intrauterine device) or implant, and both must be changed and/or repositioned every three months.

After reading all that, I finally managed to sleep.

The next day, Alberto called me, and I got into a taxi to go to a clinic. There, I would undergo some routine tests, only then would I be officially ready to go. I underwent a battery of tests, all negative for sexually transmitted diseases and even to know if I was pregnant.

"Now, yes, you're ready to go. In two days, with your passport, we'll be in first class heading to Italy."

"Yes, sir!"

I looked at the things I bought; he even wanted to intervene in the color of my clothes, nothing could be in a very vibrant tone. I feel like I'm going to live with a vampire, I chose the subcutaneous implant as the contraceptive method.

One day before leaving, I went to the gynecologist and had the implant inserted in a calm and quick procedure. Then I went to the cemetery and took flowers to my father. He was a truck driver and ended up dying in an accident. The lack of his love has always been in my life, not that my mother stopped giving me all the affection, but it's different to have a male figure to educate and give love. On Father's Day or at school celebrations, I was always the victim of bullying.

Wherever you are, Dad, don't be ashamed of me or what I'm about to do. My mother needs it, and I would do the same for you! God, give me strength to endure these 365 days with this stranger, may he be calm and enjoy my company!

I left the cemetery, went to do my nails and to the beauty salon. I had to arrive well-groomed, despite the time it would take. Alberto called me and said that the passport was ready and he would pick me up very early tomorrow. Whenever we talked about it, I felt butterflies in my stomach. It would be a 13-hour flight with no stops.

"We'll arrive at night, we'll stay in a hotel. And the next day, we'll head to Bergamo."

"Yes, sir!" So far from everything and everyone, Doctor Alberto gave me a cell phone, one of the best models, so that I can communicate with everyone here as much as I want.

Not that it makes me relieved, I'll only be sure that I did the right thing by signing this contract when I'm face to face with that Leon Versalles.