For a call such as this Scarlett breaks out the big guns. One of the things you really need in this business is smarts and of course savvy. Scarlett has both. Every client she has is a referral. She only goes on calls with more than one client at a time if their references are stellar. These clients are special.

She is being called over to “The Boys” house. A call she has done several times before but not so much that it has become rote. This is a particularly tricky call because these are two men and both are gay. Scarlett has to fulfill their every sexual fantasy and do it all while being a female.

Her bag was bigger than usual. Her boots were higher than usual. There was more leather and more studs than usual. She was even tougher than usual. Her world is not usual.

She allowed extra time to get ready for this call. Scarlett sat in her high backed chair. Lifting her boots onto of the table top gently, she let out a huge sigh. You could see her chest move up and down. Deep long breathes. Over time, her breathing slowed and she looked almost asleep. She was not. She put herself in a meditative state before every call. She lived her characters. She was each and every character.

Scarlett parked her car on the road outside the large gate. She always parked her car near the address she was going, a safety factor. If her car was left unattended too long surely someone would notice. She passed through the black iron gates, which were, left open. She walked down the fairly long drive. So concentrate and focused she never left the moment or the character.

She was greeted by one of “The Boys”. They had the utmost respect for her. He motioned her through the door. She knew where to go. She entered the usual room. Everything was set up for what they needed. A large black leather square shaped table was at 10:00 o’clock. There was a mini kitchen area with a stove, microwave, sink, refrigerator, and bar. Scarlett opened her bag and placed all the items she would need on a special table. She looked up to make sure there were items hanging from the ceiling as usual.

She opened the door. The two men, on their knees, with their hands behind them wait for Scarlett. Their heads were slumped over and they wait in submission. Each one was more beautiful than the other. Large perfectly defined smooth bodies. Tanned and oiled. Each man had a black leather mask on. The taller and more blonde of the two had his entire face covered except for his nose and Velcro covers on his eyes. The smaller of the two had a mask over his eyes almost like a masquerade ball. He had a harness around his neck which went around his mouth almost like a horse. Both had black leather pants on and wrists covered in spikes. “What a sight”, she thought. They were beautiful.

She walked in front of them and said, “Be still”. She placed a collar around the neck of the larger blonde man and pulled quite hard. She place exact same collar on the smaller more feisty man. There was a reason he wore the mouth harness. “Stay”, she said. She walked back into the room. She actually just waited in there which caused them to become agitated and aroused. She came out about 3 minutes later with two chains about 5 feet long. She attached each chain to each of the tense men. She faced the taller of the two and pulled the chain and said, “Rise”. He slowly rose. She guided him into the room. The other man waited becoming more and more unruly. She centered him in the room. She reached up and pulled the leather rope hanging off the ceiling. At the end of the rope was a pair of metal hand cuffs with no padding. She attached him without saying a word. He let out an excited screech. Almost like a child. She went back to the other man who was beginning to act like a caged animal. Typical. She picked up her foot and placed the tip of her boot into his left shoulder right above his pectoral muscle and shoved him back against the wall. “Enough”, she said strongly. He calmed down immediately as if that was just what he waited for. She took the other chain and attached it to his collar. She told him to stand. He did immediately. His overzealous behavior often got him in trouble which is exactly what he liked. The tricky part was controlling it, he was very strong.

Scarlett and the man entered the room. Only Scarlett and this man could see what was going on. The other man hang off leather with his eyes still covered and the metal chain dangle. She pulled down the other leather ceiling chain and attached him to the raw metal handcuffs as well. The men stood about 5.5 feet apart. Scarlett walks to the stereo and puts on the CD that is in the player and on goes Jace Everett’s Bad Things. This version has been altered so it repeats, “I want to do bad thing to you”, many times and plays for an unusually long time.

Now the fun begins. Both men hang from the ceiling waiting. Scarlett gazes at them. What a feeling. She walked to the table and removes a bottle of oil from her bag. She pours it in the pot waiting for her on the stove. She ignites the fire and waits. Both men could smell the oil as the burner heated up. They both become immediately aroused. Almost like two animals at a zoo. Scarlett continued without losing concentration. She reached into her bag and pulled out a short but large whip. The leather was thick and would inflict the most pain. As the oil heated she stood behind the smaller man and raised her voice to an almost shout, “Beg”. He on cue began to beg for forgiveness. She raised the whip and began to strike hard blows against his back. With each blow she got harder and harder. By the 5^th strike blood began to appear along the long raised marks. He yelled one loud, “I’m sorry”. She continued to whip him. She knew to stop between 15 and 20. His wounds were dripping down his back. It rolled over each muscle. The sweat caused it to run in different directions. Quite beautiful, she thought. Scarlett had done her job thus far. He was completely aroused. His leather pants were stretch to full capacity. She could see he actually needed them to be opened for relief. She reached around his body and lowered the zipper. Out came a huge and ready man. Being exposed excited him more. He began to get cagey again. “Enough”, she said as she slapped him across his face. He became immediately humbled, hanging there bloody and exposed.

Scarlett walked over to the taller man. He was unable to tell how close she was to him. His eyes still covered. The sweat dripped from him. He had become very aroused by what had happened to his partner. She walked in front of him and ran her hand down the zipper of his pants. A soft but strong moan continued for about 30 seconds. He tried to speak. Scarlett immediately tightened the collar around his neck without saying a word. He began to gag. She stopped. He knew it was not time to make a sound. The oil was ready and very hot. She reached into her bag and pulled out a dildo. She went to the oil and rolled it. She brought the dildo to the taller man and said, “Open your mouth”. He did. Scarlett pressed the hot oiled dildo into his opened mouth until it touch the back of his throat. His gag reflex began. She pulled back on inch or so as to let him know how close she was to choking him. She reached down and rubbed his pants. He held back from making any noise. She pushed the object in and out of his mouth while rubbing him. Each time he began to moan she tightened the collar. Scarlett continued to rub him harder and harder. It needed to get to the point where she was pulling on him to the likes of what most men could not take. She never took off his pants. She didn’t have to. She reach up to his chest and grabbed left his nipple and pulled very hard. She did not stop. She dug her nails in harder and harder.

The music got louder. She continued forcing the object in and out of his mouth. He was barely able to control himself. Finally, at just the right moment Scarlett removed the object from his mouth. She moved up against his ear said,” Now”. He let out a huge yell and began to shake feverishly. Scarlett tightened the collar just enough for the effect but not so much that he was unable to scream.

His partner was barely able to contain himself. He began to pull and rock back and forth uncontrollably. Scarlett walked to him and struck him across the face 2 times. “Stop”, she commanded. It didn’t work. She reached held the collar and pulled. She did not release until he was red and almost unable to breathe. He began to calm. He was beyond fully aroused. She aggressively pulled his pants down and left him hanging there with his pants around his knees. She reached into her bag and brought out an even larger dildo. It barley fit into the pot of oil. Once it was covered she raised it and walk toward the jittery man. She walked slowly behind him. Scarlett just stood there. His eyes, although in front, were not covered. He knew what was coming. The other man there just hanging from the rope. As if he had been at war. This one however was still the fighter.

Cagey he was. She just stood there. About 5 minutes passed she reach down and just touch his behind with the object he jumped and became more aroused if that was possible. “Now, tell me just how bad you’ve been”, she said. He could barely talk with the harness. “Bad, very bad. I am very bad”, he said with slurred breathless speech. “I don’t like bad boys. I have to take care of them. I have to take care of you, now.” With that she shoved the implement into him abruptly. He bit down and arched his back. He began to let out a squeal. Scarlett just tightened the collar. He stopped. She moved her hand back and forth he was elated. After about 2 minutes she knew it was time. Just like his partner Scarlett went up against his ear and said, “Now”. At that point he screamed and shook pulling his arms as if trying to free them. On and on it went. Scarlett stopped and let nature take over.

After several moments Scarlett walked to the sink and dropped everything in. She went to the table and replaced everything that she had used from her bag with new items left for her from The Boys. She washed her hands in the sink. She walked past The Boys without saying a word. She picked up the envelope left for her in the usual spot. She glanced at the clock. Perfect. She was finished within 10 minutes of the agreed upon time. There is always a 15 minute leeway on either end.

She opened the door and walked out without saying. She knew The Boys always made arrangement to be cut down. You could hear the click of her boots as she exited the marble foyer.

For a call such as this Scarlett breaks out the big guns. One of the things you really need in this business is smarts and of course savvy. Scarlett has both. Every client she has is a referral. She only goes on calls with more than one client at a time if their references are stellar. These clients are special.

She is being called over to “The Boys” house. A call she has done several times before but not so much that it has become rote. This is a particularly tricky call because these are two men and both are gay. Scarlett has to fulfill their every sexual fantasy and do it all while being a female.

Her bag was bigger than usual. Her boots were higher than usual. There was more leather and more studs than usual. She was even tougher than usual. Her world is not usual.

She allowed extra time to get ready for this call. Scarlett sat in her high backed chair. Lifting her boots onto of the table top gently, she let out a huge sigh. You could see her chest move up and down. Deep long breathes. Over time, her breathing slowed and she looked almost asleep. She was not. She put herself in a meditative state before every call. She lived her characters. She was each and every character.

Scarlett parked her car on the road outside the large gate. She always parked her car near the address she was going, a safety factor. If her car was left unattended too long surely someone would notice. She passed through the black iron gates, which were, left open. She walked down the fairly long drive. So concentrate and focused she never left the moment or the character.

She was greeted by one of “The Boys”. They had the utmost respect for her. He motioned her through the door. She knew where to go. She entered the usual room. Everything was set up for what they needed. A large black leather square shaped table was at 10:00 o’clock. There was a mini kitchen area with a stove, microwave, sink, refrigerator, and bar. Scarlett opened her bag and placed all the items she would need on a special table. She looked up to make sure there were items hanging from the ceiling as usual.

She opened the door. The two men, on their knees, with their hands behind them wait for Scarlett. Their heads were slumped over and they wait in submission. Each one was more beautiful than the other. Large perfectly defined smooth bodies. Tanned and oiled. Each man had a black leather mask on. The taller and more blonde of the two had his entire face covered except for his nose and Velcro covers on his eyes. The smaller of the two had a mask over his eyes almost like a masquerade ball. He had a harness around his neck which went around his mouth almost like a horse. Both had black leather pants on and wrists covered in spikes. “What a sight”, she thought. They were beautiful.

She walked in front of them and said, “Be still”. She placed a collar around the neck of the larger blonde man and pulled quite hard. She place exact same collar on the smaller more feisty man. There was a reason he wore the mouth harness. “Stay”, she said. She walked back into the room. She actually just waited in there which caused them to become agitated and aroused. She came out about 3 minutes later with two chains about 5 feet long. She attached each chain to each of the tense men. She faced the taller of the two and pulled the chain and said, “Rise”. He slowly rose. She guided him into the room. The other man waited becoming more and more unruly. She centered him in the room. She reached up and pulled the leather rope hanging off the ceiling. At the end of the rope was a pair of metal hand cuffs with no padding. She attached him without saying a word. He let out an excited screech. Almost like a child. She went back to the other man who was beginning to act like a caged animal. Typical. She picked up her foot and placed the tip of her boot into his left shoulder right above his pectoral muscle and shoved him back against the wall. “Enough”, she said strongly. He calmed down immediately as if that was just what he waited for. She took the other chain and attached it to his collar. She told him to stand. He did immediately. His overzealous behavior often got him in trouble which is exactly what he liked. The tricky part was controlling it, he was very strong.

Scarlett and the man entered the room. Only Scarlett and this man could see what was going on. The other man hang off leather with his eyes still covered and the metal chain dangle. She pulled down the other leather ceiling chain and attached him to the raw metal handcuffs as well. The men stood about 5.5 feet apart. Scarlett walks to the stereo and puts on the CD that is in the player and on goes Jace Everett’s Bad Things. This version has been altered so it repeats, “I want to do bad thing to you”, many times and plays for an unusually long time.

Now the fun begins. Both men hang from the ceiling waiting. Scarlett gazes at them. What a feeling. She walked to the table and removes a bottle of oil from her bag. She pours it in the pot waiting for her on the stove. She ignites the fire and waits. Both men could smell the oil as the burner heated up. They both become immediately aroused. Almost like two animals at a zoo. Scarlett continued without losing concentration. She reached into her bag and pulled out a short but large whip. The leather was thick and would inflict the most pain. As the oil heated she stood behind the smaller man and raised her voice to an almost shout, “Beg”. He on cue began to beg for forgiveness. She raised the whip and began to strike hard blows against his back. With each blow she got harder and harder. By the 5^th strike blood began to appear along the long raised marks. He yelled one loud, “I’m sorry”. She continued to whip him. She knew to stop between 15 and 20. His wounds were dripping down his back. It rolled over each muscle. The sweat caused it to run in different directions. Quite beautiful, she thought. Scarlett had done her job thus far. He was completely aroused. His leather pants were stretch to full capacity. She could see he actually needed them to be opened for relief. She reached around his body and lowered the zipper. Out came a huge and ready man. Being exposed excited him more. He began to get cagey again. “Enough”, she said as she slapped him across his face. He became immediately humbled, hanging there bloody and exposed.

Scarlett walked over to the taller man. He was unable to tell how close she was to him. His eyes still covered. The sweat dripped from him. He had become very aroused by what had happened to his partner. She walked in front of him and ran her hand down the zipper of his pants. A soft but strong moan continued for about 30 seconds. He tried to speak. Scarlett immediately tightened the collar around his neck without saying a word. He began to gag. She stopped. He knew it was not time to make a sound. The oil was ready and very hot. She reached into her bag and pulled out a dildo. She went to the oil and rolled it. She brought the dildo to the taller man and said, “Open your mouth”. He did. Scarlett pressed the hot oiled dildo into his opened mouth until it touch the back of his throat. His gag reflex began. She pulled back on inch or so as to let him know how close she was to choking him. She reached down and rubbed his pants. He held back from making any noise. She pushed the object in and out of his mouth while rubbing him. Each time he began to moan she tightened the collar. Scarlett continued to rub him harder and harder. It needed to get to the point where she was pulling on him to the likes of what most men could not take. She never took off his pants. She didn’t have to. She reach up to his chest and grabbed left his nipple and pulled very hard. She did not stop. She dug her nails in harder and harder.

The music got louder. She continued forcing the object in and out of his mouth. He was barely able to control himself. Finally, at just the right moment Scarlett removed the object from his mouth. She moved up against his ear said,” Now”. He let out a huge yell and began to shake feverishly. Scarlett tightened the collar just enough for the effect but not so much that he was unable to scream.

His partner was barely able to contain himself. He began to pull and rock back and forth uncontrollably. Scarlett walked to him and struck him across the face 2 times. “Stop”, she commanded. It didn’t work. She reached held the collar and pulled. She did not release until he was red and almost unable to breathe. He began to calm. He was beyond fully aroused. She aggressively pulled his pants down and left him hanging there with his pants around his knees. She reached into her bag and brought out an even larger dildo. It barley fit into the pot of oil. Once it was covered she raised it and walk toward the jittery man. She walked slowly behind him. Scarlett just stood there. His eyes, although in front, were not covered. He knew what was coming. The other man there just hanging from the rope. As if he had been at war. This one however was still the fighter.

Cagey he was. She just stood there. About 5 minutes passed she reach down and just touch his behind with the object he jumped and became more aroused if that was possible. “Now, tell me just how bad you’ve been”, she said. He could barely talk with the harness. “Bad, very bad. I am very bad”, he said with slurred breathless speech. “I don’t like bad boys. I have to take care of them. I have to take care of you, now.” With that she shoved the implement into him abruptly. He bit down and arched his back. He began to let out a squeal. Scarlett just tightened the collar. He stopped. She moved her hand back and forth he was elated. After about 2 minutes she knew it was time. Just like his partner Scarlett went up against his ear and said, “Now”. At that point he screamed and shook pulling his arms as if trying to free them. On and on it went. Scarlett stopped and let nature take over.

After several moments Scarlett walked to the sink and dropped everything in. She went to the table and replaced everything that she had used from her bag with new items left for her from The Boys. She washed her hands in the sink. She walked past The Boys without saying a word. She picked up the envelope left for her in the usual spot. She glanced at the clock. Perfect. She was finished within 10 minutes of the agreed upon time. There is always a 15 minute leeway on either end.

She opened the door and walked out without saying. She knew The Boys always made arrangement to be cut down. You could hear the click of her boots as she exited the marble foyer.