The Driver

[BeachBum25]

Michael watched Ella. Yes, she certainly was working it. She did look incredible, and he wanted to enjoy some time with her. If only he could be sure that Donnelly wouldn't find out. Yea, fat chance of that happening. Everything here was paid for by Donnelly.... everything and everyone.

"I don't need anyone to arrange anything for me. I am pretty sure you already know that though. If I wanted Little Miss Blue, I would have her without any help from you or anyone else." He smiled wickedly at her and winked.

Michael stood up and cupped Ella's cheek. "You want the same thing I want. You know it is true. The problem is that everything here belongs to him and there is no telling who is watching. Of course, anyone that was watching would get a hell of a show." Michael removed his hand from her cheek and walked to the bar.

 

[JustEl]

Ella followed Michael to the bar with her glass in hand. Damn his ass looked fine in that red swimsuit as he cocked-walked on purpose.

“Fix me another, please.” Ella asked setting her glass on the bar top. “You know we might be able to remedy that. Who ever said we had to fly back to the states right after this little pageant, as you call it, is over?”

Ella with her backside against the bar and her hands clasped to the edge, seductively rested her body on the bar. Her bare left foot glided up her silky right leg, only to stop bent kneed just under her right knee. She smiled at Michael as he made the drinks. Her eyes said everything sinful as she took the glass from him.

“Tom isn’t the only one round here with connections. I do know how to not be seen.” Ella taunted as she took a step away from the bar and ran her finger up Michael’s throat, stoping under his chin. “Ready for a swim?”

 

[BeachBum25]

Michael watched as Ella played with him. He knew that she was enjoying the teasing that she was enjoying the way she was playing with him. He also knew that she needed to be pleased by Michael. There was no doubt in his mind that he knew that Ella needed to be pleased in a way that Michael could please her, and that Donnelly could not.

"You might be able to take us away for a while but you can not run for ever. You know that Donnelly will look for you and track us down. I know that you need what he can't give you, and you know I can give you, but he isn't going to let his main girl go so easily."

He followed Ella out to the pool. He thought about the way they were along last night in the pool, but he also knew that that lowlife Maxwell was smiling on them. He would love to have Ella alone; whether in the pool or any other place. She would be pleased like she never experienced before."

 

[JustEl]

“I was talking bout a couple of days with you, maybe a week at the most. Just a little cruise around the islands.” Ella said as she headed for the door.

The thought of anything longer hadn’t entered her mind. Her idea was just a little fling, a little fun with Michael. Had she misheard him? She couldn’t think bout that right now, she had a job to do.

Upon leaving the office, Rosa stopped Ella reminding her the men would be arriving shortly. Ella thanked Rosa and proceeded outside.

Ella walked over to the side of the pool, “Ladies may I have your attention. I hope you are enjoying yourselves. As you can tell by the sun, the evening is approaching and the gentlemen will be arriving shortly. Once they are here, Michael and I will pair you, so you can get acquainted. Dinner will be served, then you'll retire to your room to get ready. Now, back to the fun.”

Ella placed her drink on the table nearest her, slipped off her coverup and heels then drove into the pool. Her long auburn hair clung to her bare shoulders as she pulled her dripping wet self out of the water. She sat with her feet dangling into the pool watching the girls, paying close attention to the three she had already eliminated. She had to make sure her choices were right.

A cold glass slid over the spin of her bare back. Before she could turn, Michael brought the glass in front of her.

“Thanks.” Ella said smiling up at him, taking the glass.

 

[BeachBum25]

"Do you really think that you could disappear for a couple of days without him finding out? I am sure that he has people keeping an eye on you at every turn. I am certain that Maxwell is reporting to Donnelly and I would be willing to bet that your girl, Rosa, is in communication with your boyfriend on a regular basis."

He watched her walk out the door to the pool as he made her drink. He lingered inside for a while as she spoke to the women and gave them a rundown on what was going to be happening during the evening. He finished his drink and poured himself another.

Walking out to the pool with the drinks, he watched Ella dive into the pool and then come back to the surface and lift herself up onto the edge of the pool. There was no doubt in his mind that she had done that for his benefit. He smiled to himself as he moved to Ella.

He slid her drink slowly up her spine before moving it around to hand to her. Drops of condensation dripped from the glass and nestled between Ella's perfect breasts. "It is my pleasure, boss lady," he said to her with a grin. Then he sat down next to her, making sure that his thigh brushed against hers, before adjusting himself to make sure there was a little room between them.

 

[JustEl]

Ella bumped into Michael’s arm with her shoulder, “You did that on purpose!” she said smiling as the drips of cold water ran down between her breasts.

Sitting on the edge of the pool they watch the women as they roamed about. The choices made earlier held merit, Ella found no reason to change her mind.

“Ms Quinn, the men arrived and will be coming out shortly.” Maxwell said hovering over Ella.

“Thanks, Max.” Ella said as she started to stand.

“Showtime!” Ella said tapping Michael’s head. “Let’s get these ladies hooked up, so I can go get ready.”

Walking to the patio doors, Michael and Ella took their spot to greet the men. As each came out, he was greeted then escorted by a staff member to the assigned woman. Ella even sent men to the three women she knew was out of the running just to tease Michael after his comment earlier.

Ella watched over the couples as they chatted getting to know each other. She also paid close attention to Michael as he studied them. She wanted to see his reactions.


Once she was satisfied with each matchup, she turned to Michael, “I’m heading to my room in a minute, will you fix me another drink and bring it to my room?” Ella asked.

Ella made a brief announcement about the evening activities, turned to Michael and in a softer voice, “No need to knock, just come on in with my drink.”

“See you in a minute.” she told Michael as she walked off.

Ella entered her room, taking off her heels, she threw her coverup on the bed. Without stopping she went into her bathroom, turned on the water to fill the huge tub. Once she was stripped of her swimsuit, Ella settled into the tub.

As the warm water filled the tub, Ella relaxed a bit. She had just turned the water off when she heard someone enter her room. “Michael, is that you? I’m in the bath, be a dear and bring me my drink.”

Ella was pouring bath salts into the tub when Michael walked in. “Take a set next to the tub, I want your thoughts on the matches.” she said pointing to the small bath bench. “Move it over to the tub.” Ella added as she took her drink from Michael.

 

[BeachBum25]

Michael sat down on the stool as he was instructed to. He looked at her as if to say "yes ma'am." He took a big gulp of his drink after she took her drink from him. "So, tell me Ella; do you always conduct business while you are in the tub or is this just something you are doing to continue your tease?"

He smiled at her as he took in the flesh of her shoulders and upper chest, her exposed knees that jutted out of the water, and her toes with the orange nail polish. He adjusted himself on the stool to attempt to hide his arousal, but based on her smile, he was pretty sure she had taken notice. She was happy she was having an effect.

"I think the matches are good. You are very good as a matchmaker. However, I was surprised that you assigned guys to the three that we are eliminating. What are you doing, just giving them a chance to have a good time before you set them free?"

He thought about getting up, stripping down and climbing into the tub with her. Yes, they would have one hell of a time. Hell, it might even be worth the ass-kicking he would endure from some of Donnelly's goons. He thought better of it though. For all Michael knew, Donnelly could be watching them on a hidden camera right now. It might be something that he enjoyed doing... watching his hot main squeeze in the tub.

 

[JustEl]

“What’s wrong with mixing a little pleasure with business?” Ella replied setting up in the tub, pressing her firm breasts into her legs.

“It was your suggestion for those three to continue. Plus it wouldn’t of been fair for the guys, now would it?” she said with a mischievous grin.

Ella held her glass out and handed it over to Michael. Taking the bath sponge and bar of soap, she worked them into a lather. Slowly she ran the sponge over her right shoulder and down her arm. Softly the sponge caressed her skin as it zigged and zagged upward. Her hand roamed provocatively over her collar bone leaving tiny little soap bubbles dancing as they popped over her wet skin. Changing hands, Ella smiled wickedly at Michael as the sponge ran over her left arm.

Casually she stood facing Michael, her nude body shimmering in front of him. Little streams of watery soap bubbles slid down her pert breasts as she proceeded to wash. Ella’s eyes never veered from Michael as the sponge traveled to her stomach then between her legs. Closing her eyes Ella quietly sighed in spite of herself as the sponge squeezed amidst her thighs.

Turning away from Michael, Ella gently traced the curves of her body with the soapy sponge. Her damp long auburn hair ribboned down her back as she looked over her shoulder at him.

“Care to wash my back for me?” Ella asked in a low seductive voice.

 

[BeachBum25]

Michael watched intently as Ella washed her body. His focus was on the sponge.... well, on the parts of Ella's wonderful body that the sponge was gliding over. Yes, she was a tease, and she was very good at it. Either that, or she really wanted him to grab her and take her right where they were.

When she turned away from him, Michael focused his attention on Ella's tight ass. His eyes wandered over it's perfect form as she continued to wash herself. Even when she turned and asked him if he wanted to wash her back, Michael's eyes remained focused on her ass.

Standing up, Michael took the sponge from Ella. "We wouldn't want there to be an imbalance in the cleanliness of such a wonderful body, would we?" He dipped the sponge in the soapy water in the tub, and, starting at Ella's shoulders, he began to slowly move side to side across her back.... gradually moving lower.

Once his side to side strokes had moved to just above her ass, Michael returned to Ella's shoulders and began to move up and down her back.. once again stopping just above her ass. Then, Michael began to move the sponge over her ass; slowly and deliberately.... caressing her ass under the guise of washing it.

 

[JustEl]

Each pass of the sponge sent little shockwaves throughout Ella’s body. She breathed slower, deeper, as Michael moved the sponge downward. Her eyes closed as her mind kept reminding her body to keep its balance.

Michael’s touch was a hypnotic seduction and Ella was succumbing to it. She removed her damp soapy hair from her back, placing it over her right shoulder. As it fell to her body, it brushed over her hardened nipples as if to taunt her.

Ella crisscrossed her arms. Sliding her hands up the curves of her body, sighing softly. Michael’s caresses grew more titillating with each enticing drag. Her buttocks clenched as the sponge went lower. Gently it teased over her skin finding its way to just shy of the gap between her legs, only to retreat back up the crack dividing her cheeks.

Ella gasped. She wanted Michael. Wanted more than his hands on her.

 

[BeachBum25]

Michael knew that he was getting to her. He knew the Ella was enjoying the way he moved the sponge over her back and ass. Michael thought that turn about was fair play. She had been flirting and throwing around the sexual innuendo since they had arrived; he was just kicking it up a notch.

He moved the sponge down the back of one thigh and then back up the other. As he moved it, Michael made sure that the sponge slid along her inner thighs. He could tell by the way her body stiffened that he was having the desired effect in her. He smiled to himself.

Sitting back down, Michael dropped the sponge into the tub. “All clean. I don’t think I missed any spots. If I did, please let me know so that I can make sure that your entire body has been properly attended to.” He winked at Ella as she looked over her shoulder at him.

 

[JustEl]

Smiling at Michael, Ella stepped out of the tub and stood directly in front of him. Seductively she leaned over him, her breast glided over his shoulder leaving a wet streak on his shirt.

Taking the towel off the front side of the tub. “I don’t think you missed any part of my backside.” Ella whispered in Michael’s ear.

Ella loosely draped the towel around her damp body as she stood back up.

“However, there are a few bits and pieces you missed, maybe you can address them next time.” her voice still a whisper.

Ella couldn’t help but smile at Michael. She didn’t hide, couldn’t hide, her desire for him.

“We really need to get ready. It’s not polite to keep your guest waiting. And I haven’t even washed my hair!” Ella teasingly laughed. “It might be best for you to leave before I ask you to join me in that task!”

 

[BeachBum25]

Michael watched Ella exit the tub. He had to chuckle a little when she brushed her firm breast over his shoulder. Yes, she was a seductress, and she was very good at her craft. He stayed focused on her as she loosely wrapped the towel around her wonderful body.

He stood up as she walked away. Her taunting continued as she talked about washing her hair. “Yes. I should leave. If I stayed for your hair washing, you would never be able to wash your hair in a different way ever again. I am very good at it; my fingers can work magic in the shower.”

He headed out of the room to get ready for the evening; satisfied that he was giving it back to her as good, if not better than, what she had been giving him. He certainly enjoyed the chase, almost as much as the capture....... almost.

He went into his room and headed for the shower. Turning it on, he undressed as he thought about what was going to happen that evening. He really had no idea what to expect. The only thing he was really sure of was that Ella would be playing her games.... teasing, taunting and flaunting.

 

[JustEl]

“See you in forty five!” Ella said then blew Michael a kiss.

Ella quickly turned on the shower and got in. She knew time was against her from all her flirtatious behavior but it had been so worth it. Michael was fun when he let his guard down a bit. She couldn’t help but wonder how he’d be if it were all the way down.

Ella wrapped the towel tightly around her body this time and went about getting ready. With everything powered, lotioned, glossed, fluffed and sprayed, she stood at the rack of dresses trying to choose one when the phone rang.

“Hey, Babe!!!” Ella said with excitement hearing Tom’s voice.

“Yes, things are moving as planned. The women are gorgeous. I’ve already crossed three off. They just aren’t the right fit but just to make sure, I decided to let them continue for now. “ Ella’s voice now all business as she spoke.

“I was standing here trying to decide on a dress when you called. Yes!” Ella laughed, “Yes, I’m nude!!! Now, Tom we don’t have time for that!”

“Stop that, I really do need to get dressed! Michael is probably already waiting downstairs for me.” Ella paused.

“He’s been great, Tom. He’s very insightful bout women. I’ve picked his brain about several of them. You should give him a raise after this. He’s been a big help with you not being here.” Ella said, doing her best to keep her tone all business. “Ok, I will. Yes..... Of course.... Talk to you soon.”

Ella put the cell down and flipped through the dresses. Why was it so hard to choose one, she thought as she started over again. Studying each dress closer this time, Ella stopped at the rose gold crushed velour one. It seemed out of place compared to the other ones.

Taking it off the hanger, she slipped it on. With each step she took it caressed her soft bare skin that was underneath. Titillating her. Ella stood in front of the mirror, the dress fit her like a glove. It hugged every curve of her body. The scoop of the neckline enhanced her breasts, making them the show piece of her body. She knew this dress was the one.

Turning, Ella went to the pile of shoe boxes and opened the one marked rose gold dress. Holding the straps of the shoes, they swung as she walked over to the chaise. Taking her seat, Ella crossed her legs and slipped on the right shoe and buckled the strap around her ankle. Lifting her leg, Ella admired the sexiness of the shoe as she pointed her toes. After slipping on the other, Ella took one last look in the floor length mirror. Perfect she thought as she walked to the door.

As Ella went down the hall, she noticed Michael’s door slightly open, “You ready?” She asked looking into his room.

Not seeing him and no reply, Ella continued to the stairs. When she took her first step down the stairs, Ella stopped. There at the landing, Michael was patiently waiting. He was so handsome in his tux. The tailor had fitted him well. Ella couldn’t take her eyes off Michael as her hand that held the banister guided her downward.

 

[BeachBum25]

Michael went to his room and jumped into the shower. He certainly had enjoyed he little flirtation with Ella. Getting an unimpeded view of her tight body was certainly a stimulating experience; one he looked forward to having again.

After the shower, he dressed in the tux. He had chosen the traditional black tux, which was tailored perfectly for him. Michael looked like he belonged in Donnelly’s circle of associates. He turned and headed out of the room.

As Michael got to the top of the stairs, he turned and looked in the direction of Ella’s room. He didn’t expect to see her, yet. Michael was pretty sure that Ella would make a grand entrance just in time for the show to start. He was right.

When she got to the stairway, everything in the room stopped. She looked amazing. The dress she chose made the beautiful woman look like an A list star. He watched her descend the staircase. She did so with such grace. He wanted her. In fact, he would love to have her right there on the stairs.

 

[JustEl]

Michael’s hand extended out and took Ella’s hand as she reached the landing.

“You look so handsome.” Ella said smiling up at Michael. “Shall we?”

Ella wrapped her arm in Michael’s as they made their way through the house. His cologne seducing her as they mingled with the guest. And when he placed his hand on the small of her back, he could of led her to the means of his end. He was clearly making it hard for Ella to keep her mind on the matter at hand.

“I think.....” Ella paused, “ Champagne, yes, Champagne is in order.” Ella continued. “Would you be a dear and get us a glass?”

Ella looked about the room, everyone was dressed to the hilt, ready to play the roles set forth. Ella watched the women closely, there were three more to be cut and being able to entertain a man in public was just as important as in the bed.

With her mind taking notes, Ella didn’t notice Michael had returned until his arm reached around her with his hand holding the Champagne flute.

“Thank you.” Ella spoke softly, taking the glass. “Why don’t we take a seat near the corner so we can observe better?”

Placing his hand once again on the small of her back, Michael led Ella to the dimly lit table. After pulling out her chair Michael took her glass and smiled as she sat down.

Ella pulled the chair next to her a bit closer and patted the seat as she devilishly grinned up at Michael. Turning in her chair more to the side, Ella crossed her legs as she took her glass from Michael just before he took his seat.

Seductively running her hand over Michael’s leg as she watched the women roaming around the patio, “See anything you like out here?” Ella wickedly asked without looking at him.

 

[BeachBum25]

At each opportunity, his hand was placed perfectly on the small of Ella's back. It was not too low where it might attract attention from Donnelly's spies who could report that Michael had been seen grabbing Ella's ass. No, it was placed perfectly.... just low enough that Ella would get the message.

When he reached around her with the champagne flute, he made sure that she could feel his breath on her neck when he said, "champagne for the lady." Following her to the corner, once again with his hand placed just right, he allowed his eyes to move over her ass.... it wiggled perfectly as she walked.

Sitting next to Ella, Michael took note of the men and women who were mingling around, however, most of his attention was on Ella. She was the most stunning woman in the place, and, unfortunately, she was the one he couldn't have... she belonged to his boss.

"Oh, there is definitely something out here that I like. There are several women here that are really nice, but there is one that is head and shoulders above all of the others." He smiled at her when she turned and looked at him.

"I am not going to tell you which one I really like. I wouldn't want to influence your decision." He took a drink of his champagne as he looked out at the other women... knowing that he had Ella thinking.

 

[JustEl]

Ella’s hand stopped its movement over Michael’s leg as she smiled at him. “Then don’t tell me!” she laughed.



“Ms Quinn, its time.” Rosa spoke softly as she stood by Ella’s chair.

“Shall we?” Ella asked Michael as she stood.

Casually Ella walked towards the room with Michael by her side. Entering the room, the seductive manly sent of Drakkar filled the air as the candles flickered their soft light. The crystals sparkled even with the lights dimmed on the massive chandelier that hung in the middle of the room. And the beds fitted with blue satin sheets looked like a sea of sapphires glowing under a full summer moon. At the far right, two magnificently carved chairs loomed awaiting for what could only be a royal judgement.

The stage was set, Ella and Michael took their seats. Ella nodded at Maxwell.
Maxwell walked to the doors, opened them and took his place beside them as the couples entered. With each passing couple he instructed them to choose a bed. When all had entered, Maxwell closed the doors as he left the room.

Ella took a flute of Champagne off the table to her left, smiling at Michael sitting on her right as she rose. “Let the festivities begin.” she toasted.

As the women began their art of seduction, Ella watched each one. Her mind taking notes as her body longed to be seduced by the man who sat beside her.

 

[BeachBum25]

"Oh, I am not going to tell you, but I am pretty sure by the end of the evening that you will know exactly which one I like."

Michael walked with Ella and he felt like a million bucks. It wasn't the tuxedo that he was wearing, nor was it the location and compound they were in. It was the fact that he was walking side-by-side with this amazing woman who had spent a lot of time flirting with him, and he was now walking as her equal; despite being there as her bodyguard.

He sat next to the Queen or their makeshift thrones. He looked out over the arena. That is what it felt like to him. This giant room was an area where women were going to be performing; hoping to win the game and be crowned champions in the art of seduction and pleasure.

Watching them enter, there were several women who, it was obvious to Michael, were already defeated. He could see the nervousness... the uncertainty in their faces.. in their eyes. There was a lack of confidence that he detected, and he started to eliminate contestants before they even began.

There were also several who were definite winners. Their posture, their facial expression, the way they made eye contact with him and Ella as they passed by, sent the message of "I got this." Several of the women were extremely beautiful with bodies that were unbelievable. Michael thought for a second what it would like to be with them, but then remembered that they were auditioning to be high priced escorts. The one he liked remained unchanged.

Sitting back and sipping champagne, he saw Ella glance over at him. His eyes met hers, and he smiled at her. "I guess the games really begin now." Then, he winked at her before turning his attention back to the arena, where the action was starting to heat up.

His assessment of the women as they walked past was very accurate. Those that seemed unsure of themselves, struggled. There was one woman, however, that was helped out by the fact that the guy she was with only cared about getting naked and fucking. He didn't need to be seduced... he helped her as their clothes started to come off.

To see the men and women in various states of undress was surreal. He looked out and saw some of the beds occupied by couples already engaged in sexual acts from oral to intercourse, while on other beds, the couples were still almost fully clothed and the seduction was still ongoing. Some were going to be finished before others had even completely undressed.

Taking a sip of champagne, he placed his hand on Ella's back and leaned over and whispered to her, "Some seem like they are in a hurry and others are taking their time. I like the ones taking their time. That is certainly the best way to go about it. Don't you think?" He then leaned back and smiled.

 

[JustEl]

Ella looked at the couple Michael was surely talking about. They were fucking like savages. Jacalyn, #9, was perched on the edge of the bed, face down, her ass high. Her upper body was shoved into the crumpled satin sheets by the forceful hand of the man behind her. His legs pressing against hers commanding them to stay splayed open for him as the grip of his other hand on her hip held her in place. With each impaling thrust of his cock the mattress hammered into the iron headboard making the whole bed and her tremble beneath his wrath. Even in the dimly lit room, Ella could see their blended juices streaming down Jacalyn’s inner thighs as they fucked. How that hit a cord in Ella.

As she watched, Ella’s middle finger ran tauntingly along the length of her collarbone to the center of her throat then down to the scooped neckline of her dress that stopped just above the nipples of her breasts. She repeated the movement with her finger over and over without thinking as the couple pulled Ella deeper into their sexual world. Even her breath reacted to each gasp, sigh, whimper or moan Jacalyn made while her body heated to the sexual seduction.

Ella took a sip of Champagne and leaned over closer to Michael, her eyes still glued on the couple as she spoke.

“Haven’t you ever wanted someone so badly that that raw primal desire takes you over and you become the savage beast we all keep locked up somewhere deep inside us? That the only way to satisfy the want and hunger you have is to just savagely fuck that person of your desire?”

Ella looked over at Michael. Her eyes full of that very hunger she had spoken of.

“Haven’t you?”

 

[BeachBum25]

Looking around the room, Michael took his role seriously; trying to identify the women who were best suited for the role for which they were auditioning. He did not focus on the men; they were just pawns in this play... there to react to what the woman coaxed them to do.

His eyes moved to Ella. He saw where her focus was. She was captivated..... mesmerized.... by the couple going at it wildly. Michael had stopped looking at that couple, because the woman had done little to seduce the man... short of undressing rather quickly.

Michael watched as Ella moved her finger across her collarbone, her throat and down to her chest again and again. It was obvious to Michael that Ella had found something she liked.... more than likely something she wanted.... needed. He smiled as he saw how she stared at the two as they fucked like wild animals.

Looking around the room once again, he saw one of the women undressing her pawn. She was already naked as she slowly removed his clothes. He watched as the man ran his fingers through her long, brown hair as she slid his boxers down his legs. Michael diverted his gaze to Ella as she said something to him.

"Yes, I certainly have. There have been times where I wanted a woman so bad that the thought of tearing her clothes from her body and having her right then and there ran through my mind.... the thought of taking her and giving it to her hard.... knowing that she wanted it to. Unfortunately, it was impossible because she had a significant other that would not have approved of what we wanted to do." His eyes moved slowly over her body as he slowly licked his lips; before looking back out over the sexual arena.

 

[JustEl]

Ella didn’t say a word she just rose and slowly walked around the room paying close attention to each couple. She could feel Michael’s eyes on her as she watched and studied the women.

Once she had went full circle, Ella paused by her chair and finished the glass of Champagne. After setting the glass back on the table, she glanced at Michael giving him a smile before walking off. Again Ella circled the room, but this time she stopped by the bed of Hanna, the woman with the number 2 placed on her shoulder.

Hanna was meek to say the least but she was gorgeous. Her jet black hair reminded Ella of Uma Thurman in Pulp Fiction. Any man would likely take to her, Ella thought, but a dominate man would seek her out.

Ella stepped closer the to the bed. Quietly she knelt, placed her hands flat on her bent knees and gently sat on her feet. Her back straight and ridged, head slightly bowed and her eyes fixed on Hanna. Ella now looked like the perfect submissive awaiting her instructions.

Hanna either didn’t notice Ella or was so into her role as a submissive servant to the man who’s cock was deep into her throat that she never acknowledged Ella’s presence.

Ella examined each subtle move Hanna made in response to the man’s commands. And when he yanked her to her feet, spun her around and smacked her ass for perhaps using to much teeth or not taking his cock deep enough, Ella was very pleased with Hanna’s reaction.

Ella stood and walked back to her seat where she quickly poured a new flute of Champagne and took a long drink.

“Number 2 has made the cut. She responds nicely to a dominant man.” Ella whispered to Michael.

 

[BeachBum25]

When Ella got up from her chair and started moving around the room, Michael focused on her and her alone. He watched as she kneeled before number 2 and the man whose cock she was sucking. It was obvious to Michael that Ella was doing that for his benefit.

He smiled as he watched Ella's reactions to what was going on with the couple. It was quite obvious that Ella was impressed with number 2 and, when Ella told him that number 2 had made the cut, it confirmed what Michael believed.

Michael watched Ella take her seat with a fresh glass of champagne. His mind started to race. It was obvious that Ella had a soft spot for the submissive females in the room. In addition, when Ella had knelt down on the bed with couple number 2, she took the perfect submissive pose. Was that what Donnelly liked about Ella? Was that why she was his favorite? Michael tried to get the thoughts of Ella and Donnelly out of his head.

Getting up from his chair, Michael decided that it was his turn to take a walk around the room. "I will be right back," he leaned down and whispered to Ella; his lips almost brushing her ear. He then started to move around the room.

He stopped at a bed on which the gentleman used the woman's hair to pull her mouth off of his cock. He then flipped her onto her back and said to her, "you have a pretty, bare pussy that I want to eat before I fill it and stretch it." Her response was to close her legs and smile at him and allow him to expose her.

Michael moved into a position so that he could observe the woman's response. After watching for several minutes, he walked back to his chair. Leaning down to Ella, he once again whispered in her ear, "Number 8 is good. She was able to react positively to her man who was not that good at what he was doing, but he would never know he wasn't good. She will be perfect, because there will not be an unhappy customer with her."

Michael sat back down and winked at Ella before turning and looking out over the arena again. His mind was only on one thing now despite the fact that he had to help Ella choose the escorts for Donnelly. He was no longer thinking that he couldn't have what he wanted. He was now thinking about how he was going to get what he wanted.

 

[JustEl]

“Samantha is a definite. She made the cut at the interview.” Ella whispered back to Michael.

Ella raised her glass up to Michael, “Great minds!”

Turning her attention back to women, Ella made her final selections. Jacalyn: #9, Hanna: #2, Marguerite: #11,
Charline: #3, Samantha: #8, and lastly, Elizabeth: #7.

“I’ve seen enough. Now for us to go somewhere less distracting to discuss my picks, excuse me, our picks.” Ella said smiling over at Michael.

Ella stood, her hand reached out to Michael. Instead of letting him place his hand on the small of her back, she turned so it would land on her hip.

Without anyone noticing, they quickly left the room. Michael quietly closed the door behind them. With only a few steps taken, he then opened the door to the office and once they were in, he shut it. Ella heard the click of the lock as she sat down on the sofa.

The photos of the women had been neatly placed out on the coffee table. Ella pushed, Megan’s, Sara’s, Whitney’s, Robin’s, Martha’s and Little Miss Blue Dress Courtney’s to the floor one by one.

Spreading out the remaining six, she looked over her picks as Michael sat down beside her.

“What are your thoughts?” Ella asked as she took the bottle of Champagne out of its icy bath and poured two fresh glasses.

 

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With his hand on her hip, Michael gripped Ella a little tighter; his fingers digging into her... almost as if he was claiming her. She had been playing games since they arrived, and, although he had been playing along with her, he decided to step it up a little.

Once inside the office, and with the door locked behind them, he looked at Ella as she sat in front of the pictures of the women and pushed some of them to the floor. "So, you like the ones who are on the submissive side I see. Is that because that is what Donnelly likes? Does he like his women to be submissive?"

Michael sat down next to Ella. He took a drink of champagne. Then, he looked at Ella. "You have chosen well. My work here is done. Now what do you have to do, smuggle them into the States? There is no way that you can legally get them in."

He paused for a moment, and before she could answer, Michael continued, "Once you are finished with them, we are going to disappear. It might be for days. It might be for weeks. It might be for months. It might be forever. Whatever it is, you are going to plan it out and we are going to get away. Right?" He reached over and touched her chin and looked directly into her eyes.