The Madam (31 page)

I moved to sit right beside her; I brushed
the hair off her shoulders, and held both of her hands in my lap.
It was something that I wished my mother had done with me, I
learned a lot from what my mother didn’t do, and it made me a
better Madam for it. Call it a blessing in disguise.

“I would be your Madam. The most important
thing that you need to remember is that you never discuss anything
about being a VIP to anyone. This is a legal business; I require
the utmost discretion from my girls.”

“How many girls do you have?” she asked.

“You would be my lucky number eight,” I
replied. I didn’t tell her that she would be my number one girl,
she would find out soon enough. I was salivating with desire to
have her here. It was worth the wait to have her seated next to me.
I wished I could tell her everything, though I couldn’t. The
possibility of her hating me would to be high and it wasn’t a
chance I would ever be willing to take. She was too important to me
and VIP.

“I would have complete control over what you
do and whom you are with. My clients contact me and I choose the
woman that I feel is best suited. You would be with both men and
women, sometimes it would be a party of two, and sometimes it would
be more. All of my clients are tested to make sure they are healthy
and safe. Condoms are not permitted, and you would be put on birth
control.”

“Why aren’t condoms permitted?”

“Because, my beautiful girl, some of our
clientele have relationships…we are not here to judge; to each
their own. Given that most of our clientele are men, they can be
rather…how do I see say this…careless. I don’t want drama. I avoid
it at any given costs. Therefore, not having to worry about any
hiccups such as a condom left in a pocket, makes things run
smoother, don’t you think?” She nodded again.

The truth was, I would never have another
hiccup like I had experienced with Brooke. It was my own fault to
put the responsibility on someone else. I was careless to think
that anything could get done without me; if you want it done
correctly then you need to take care of it your damn self.

“I use the Depo-Provera shot on all of my
girls, which is the most effective type of birth control. You would
get it done every three months, here in my home. I take care of all
of it. I don’t like to mess around with the possibilities of
forgetting to take a pill, it keeps the clients and I at ease. I
also take care of everything that you need- your clothing, shoes,
jewelry, transportation, food, and living expenses. I give you your
own personal credit card, which you’re allotted a certain expense
each month for your private things. You would immediately be moving
into one of my condos, this is your home, and clients do not come
to your sanctuary. The meeting arrangements are
pre-determined.”

I stopped myself, knowing that she would have
questions. It was a lot to take in, but she would live like a
queen. I would make sure of it. She would never go another day in
her life without knowing how valued and appreciated she is. I
wouldn’t allow her to step foot in anything that wasn’t glamorous
or exclusive. She had absolutely no idea what awaited her, and I
had the pleasure to say that I was going to show her everything. I
was giving the ultimate gift of life…to thy own self be true;
VIP.

“I have my own place and my own things. Why
can’t I just continue as I am and only use your things when
needed?”

It was endearing to hear that she was proud
of her accomplishments, as she should be. However, there were
greater things in store for her that only I could show her; I would
open her eyes to the world. It was something that only I could
offer her, and in return, she would give me everything I ever
wanted.

“I am your Madam, and with that, comes my
responsibility to take care of you. I wasn’t lying when I said I am
a mother figure to my girls. I feel more comfortable knowing that
you are kept up to the standards that I feel that you deserve and
are entitled to. Do you understand?”

“My lease on my apartment is still good for
another eight months and what would I do with all my furniture and
my car?”

I wanted to laugh and chastise her, but it
quickly reminded me of my mother. I didn’t want to be anything like
my mother, although the older I got, the more I felt like there
were things about her that I was turning into. I was fortunate
enough to catch them and immediately change it. It didn’t stop them
from occurring though.

“Those are easy things to handle. Learn now,
beautiful girl, that money talks in all languages, so let me worry
about that. You worry about nothing.” I smiled.

“You are absolutely gorgeous, therefore there
won’t be much need for a makeover, but we will be scheduling one
anyway. You will be waxed, polished, and primed. A diet plan will
be established, as well as a workout regimen that you will follow
extensively,” I stated. I know she was having her doubts about me,
which was expected. I would change her mind and it wouldn’t take
long to do, Ysabelle wanted control…that was the gateway to
VIP.

“Keep in mind that not all of the dates will
be sexual, it all depends on the wants and needs of the client. It
could vary from being arm candy for the night to a week away on
business, to just a good ole fashion orgy. The cost for you would
vary, again on what the want and need is from the client. All
prices are pre-established, and profits are split evenly between
you and I. I tell you what is expected and you follow. There are
times when the clients seize the moment and arrangements change,
pricing changes after that as well. You let me worry about that.
It’s all very simple, Bella Rosa. The more you learn the easier it
will be for you. Within time, you can determine your own pricing
and desires.”

“Ok…how much does a blowjob cost?” she
asked.

I laughed so hard that it echoed in the room.
She needed to learn the finer things in life began with a proper
vocabulary. I would be scheduling her to take an etiquette class as
soon as possible. My clients had a taste for the finer things in
life and she would learn that when the time was right. That didn’t
stop the yearning for it to be now. I was like a kid in a candy
store just waiting…

“My beautiful girl, blowjob, really?
Oral
sex
, as you so articulately called a
blowjob
is not what
this is about. You aren’t rented per hour in a Motel Six, Ysabelle.
You’re not a whore; you’re an escort. You need to realize that you,
my dear, are a treasured jewel, not some slut sucking cock. The
clients have you for an allotted time and if sex is requested then
you will always be pampered and treated like a queen. My clients
know how to treat a lady. You will never feel degraded or cheap.
You have the authority, you run the show, you govern the room, you
hold the power…do I make myself clear?” I questioned. I never
wanted her to believe that she was anything less than perfect.

“Yes,” she replied with a little more ease.
Her demeanor had changed; she was enticed.

“To answer your question so eloquently put,
nothing costs less than $5,000, Bella Rosa.”

She choked on her champagne and I handed her
a napkin.

“$5,000?! Are you for real?” she stuttered.
“How…why…what…? Why would anyone pay that much?”

I needed to nip this in the bud now. I
wouldn’t have the patience to keep explaining myself over and over
again. I am fully aware, that to a girl raised like Ysabelle, all
of this would sound surreal and shocking. I needed to have my best
foot forward with her. As much as it pains me to take baby steps, I
would do it for her. She was that important to me and coming from
me, that means everything.

“Because they can. You need to get into the
mindset that this is not your average run of the mill man or woman.
This…my darling, is a craving for wanting the best, which is you. I
know that you know you’re stunning, let’s stop playing coy, okay? I
am very good at what I do, that’s why I am the best, and I’m not
just referring to Miami. I am the best all over the world. I know
how to pick my girls, this isn’t a sorority that anyone can pledge
to, and I chose you…”

She looked down at her lap. I grabbed her
chin and made her look back up at me.

“With the training that you will receive, you
will be unstoppable, you have no idea what success awaits, and I
cannot wait to witness it.” I leaned over and whispered in her ear.
I didn’t want Brooke to hear me; she was in the other room waiting
to be announced. I never pinned my girls against each other, but
Ysabelle was different. I wanted to make her know and understand
that now, so there would be no confusion about her place with me
and VIP.

“You’re going to be my favorite.” I smiled,
kissing her cheek. She smelled good enough to eat.

“To be quite honest they pay a lot more than
$5,000. That is the minimum; it changes with the want or need. You
hold the power and control of every date. The clients are aware of
this, if something happens that is not supposed to, or you do not
want to happen, trust me when I say that I will handle it. Nothing,
and I mean NOTHING, goes over my head. You will never be in harm’s
way. You will always be safe; do not fret over that. You do not
discuss your personal life, or whom you have been with. Discretion
is mandatory on all accounts. You are whoever you would like to be
for that night, a seductress in her own way. Any other questions?”
She shook her head no and I knew she was lying. I could sense she
had a million questions, but she either didn’t know how to ask
them, or she didn’t know which one to ask first.

“You need to stop being so nervous. I need
the cat to stop grabbing your tongue. I need to see the strong
confident woman that I have appraised from afar. Do you
understand?”

“Yes I do, I don’t know what is going on with
me. I am normally very comfortable with my surroundings and myself.
I’m just very overwhelmed with everything that is going on, I
think. I know that I can do this though.”

“I know you can, too. I have full faith in
you. Are you nervous, because you think I’m going to pry for
information about your past? As you know, I am well aware of your
past, your present, and your future.” I raised an eyebrow at her. I
didn’t have to go into full detail about how I got her here; most
things are better left unspoken.

“I think it can go unsaid that I am a very
powerful woman, Bella Rosa. Have peace of mind to know that there
is nothing you need to tell me that I don’t already know. I did a
background check on you, both legal and personal. I know all about
your past, it doesn’t ever need to be discussed. Let’s bury it;
from this day forward, you are now anything you want to be, my
beautiful girl.” I pecked her on the lips and moved over to the
camera setup.

“Now that we have established a comradery,
how about I answer your question from earlier,” I suggested. “This
camera setup is for you, darling.” I smiled. “Well…not just for
you, it’s for you, and Brooke.” It was show time; this was the
moment that separated the VIPs from the regular women.

As soon as I said her name, in walked my
beautiful Brooke. She was wearing the same silk robe that was lying
on the couch, only hers was black. She was completely naked
underneath which made her nipples hard as stones. She sat right
next to Ysabelle, poured herself a glass of champagne, and refilled
Ysabelle’s glass.

My two most valued girls together at last. We
were finally one big happy family. If I would have died that
second, I would have left a very fulfilled and happy woman. My life
had always been leading to certain points, certain moments in time
and I knew with everything I had that this was one of them. This
would make or break her.

“Ysabelle, this is Brooke. She is another one
of my beautiful girls; she has been with me for almost four years
now. You two will make friends. You will essentially make friends
with the all the women, however, tonight she will be an instructor
for you.” Brooke took her glass and handed Ysabelle hers. She
clinked their glasses together and then each took a sip.

“She is going to teach you how to please your
clients. The camera is going to record this scene in order for you
to watch what you look like when you’re with a client. It will be
sort of a tutorial that you can study and grow from. Brooke is very
good at what she does. She is actually one of my top girls.” I
turned to Brooke.

“Brooke, baby, will you go get that robe.”
She slid from the couch to retrieve the robe.

“I know that Brooke is a woman, and although
we have mostly men clients we also have a few women. Plus you know
how men work…a threesome is a very popular demand.” Brooke and I
snickered at that statement, I moved back to sit behind
Ysabelle.

“Now, I also want you to learn how to be with
a man. It will be crucial for your success. I know you have only
been with one sexual partner; by the way, it makes me so proud that
you would sacrifice yourself for such a good cause. Poor boy needed
you and you were there for him, I think you knew then that you were
meant for a life of pleasure.”

“What do you mean? What guy?” she asked
confused. I was letting her know too much, however she needed to
know how long I’ve wanted her. Ysabelle had never been loved and
she was about to get a crash course on everything. I was eager to
get it started.

“Bella Rosa, my love, I am going to elaborate
on this one piece of information from your past and then we are
going to move on from that. Do I make myself clear?” I asked in an
authoritative tone that she knew meant business. She nodded.

“Like I said, I’ve been watching you for a
long time. I just happened to be there the day that you started at
the club. I watched you get out of that old blue Ford pickup. Once
you thanked the boy for the ride and left his presence, I stood in
front of his car, keeping him from moving.