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  “What do you mean? I’m your husband.”

  “I know who you are. I’m not in a sexual mood right now.”

  Since Scarlett has been working as a high class prostitute, she has lost interest in her husband. All she wanted was sex with strangers. She gazed into his eyes and she could see that he was disappointed. She tried to console him with her tender gestures, however she failed. He furiously rejected her tenderness.

  “What’s wrong with you?” Scarlett asked.

  “You know very well what I want. I regain my former flame and I would like to make love to you.”

  “Since when did you regain that fire?”

  “This morning I woke up with a hard wood in my pajamas,” George replied.

  “Good for you. Now excuse me, you and your hand will have so much fun.”

  “I’m tired your wicked game. Have you been seeing someone else?” George curiously asked.

  “You don’t deserve an answer to that question. See you later; I’m going out with my friends.”

  On Monday, after class Scarlett had an unexpected visit. His former student, the one who caught her in the bathroom came to her and sat in front of her desk. He had an enigmatic smile on his face and looked very vicious.

  “What do you want?” Scarlett suspiciously asked.

  “I want more money. Two hundred dollars can’t buy my silence. I want three thousand dollars.”

  “Are you crazy, where am I going to find that money?”

  “Are you buying my silence or not? Give me the money or I’ll tell the principal about your naughtiness.”

  “You’re a bastard; I already paid for your silence,” Scarlett angrily replied.”

  “I’m asking you one last time to give the money or else, I’ll shame you.”

  “You can’t blackmail me,” Scarlett laughingly said. “You don’t have any proof.”

  “Don’t worry,” The Student replied. “He will believe me.”

  “Get out of my class before I call security.”

  The Student got up and stepped out the classroom. Scarlett knew that she was in big trouble by the stern look on his face.

  On Wednesday morning, Principal Cole called Scarlett in his office. She felt very nervous as she was leaving her classroom. She wished that it was just a dream; a very bad dream. She opened the door of his office with her trembling hands.

  “Sit down, Mrs. Emerson.”

  She sat down and gazed timidly at the principal. “He cleared his throat and said; one of the students reported to me an awful scene he saw in the men bathroom, I hope what he said about you is a lie. Is it true?”

  Scarlett lowered he eyes; she was filled with shame. She wanted to disappear. Her heart balanced between the lie and the truth. She has been lying for a long time and it was the first time she was afraid of lies. She rose up her eyes and said, “Yes, I fucked Mr. Bolton in the bathroom and it was nice.”

  “That’s very naughty,” Principal Cole replied. “You have no shame at all.”

  “Shame is for guilty people. I feel no remorse.”

  “Are you going to fired me?” Scarlett added.

  “Not so fast, What if I told you that you fascinate me. Would you believe me ?” Principal Cole asked.

  “Are you serious? What do you want from me?”

  “I want you to wrap your sweet lips around my cock.”

  “You know what, you’re a dirty pig…but I would like to save my reputation. Give me that cock cowboy!”

  Principal Cole got up from his chair and stood in front of her. She quickly got on her knees and started to unzip his pant. Her eyes marveled at his humongous, uncut cock. She knew that his cock was delicious. She peeled the skin back, and her greedy eyes fell upon a nice pink head. She sucked it with great appetite and his dick was tastier than chocolate. The principal grabbed her face and thrusted his throbbing cock deeper in her mouth. She liked it; the rougher, the better.

  “Suck that cock, I’m a dirty fucking pig and you’re a filthy little bitch.”

  Scarlett felt that he was going to come because his moaning was deep and electric. She was ready for his milk. The door of pleasures was open for its lord. She let him know that she liked it by softly moaning as she swallowed his appetizing juice.

  In the afternoon, Scarlett drove to the brothel; many men were waiting for her. She became very popular, and that angered some of the prostitutes. Wild cat, the former queen of the whorehouse gave her an evil look as she was going to her bedroom. The madam of the brothel gave her the most comfortable room of the hacienda. She was proud; the fact that she was known for her sexual prowess flattered her. She stepped in her room and saw a short guy sitting on the bed. His hair was black as ebony, and his skin was like copper. She thought that he was cute.

  “You look very exotic; where do you from?”

  “I’m from Hawaii, you’re an exquisite bird,” the short guy smilingly replied.

  “Thank you!” Scarlett said as she vigorously sucked her index finger.

  The short guy got up and said, “I’m all yours. I’m your sex slave. Dominate me.”

  Scarlett was astonished, she has never play the role of dominatrix before, and that excited her. The guy took out a costume in a bag and gave it to her. She examined it and she realized that the costume was familiar; it was the one cat woman usually wore. She put on the costume and she felt very sexy. She held a whip and ordered the short guy to get on his knees. She approached him with her left hand resting on her hip. She sadistically gazed at him and said, “Lick my pussy, bitch!”

  The short guy put his tongue on her pussy and started licking it like if her sex was the most delicious delicacy he had ever tasted. She was hot like a lioness in heat, and while her clitoris was exposed, he gave it a quick little sucks by enveloping it with his mouth momentarily and releasing it. This gave her a positive effect on her entire body. Next he took her clitoris into his mouth and gently sucked on it while he simultaneously flicked his tongue over and around it. After the short guy was exhausted from licking every inch of her vagina, Scarlett sat on the bed, and opened a bottle of tequila. She poured the drink on her legs while the short guy licked it off her graceful legs.

  “You’re a greedy dog,” Scarlett said. “Now take off your pants. I’m going to spank your tiny butt.”

  The short guy quickly obeyed to her command. She put his head on her lap; she raised her hand and slapped his butt with all her might. “HIT ME HARDER!” the short guy screamed. She collected all of her muscles, and hit him a second time; this time it was harder. The short guy yelled like a donkey, she could see that he enjoys the domination. She grabbed his cock and squeezed it as if his sex was a banana she wanted to crush. She felt his semi-hard cock harden up in her hand, and she loved the feeling. She got up and ordered him to kneel like he was a four-legged animal. After he positioned himself like his master ordered, He shook his butt as if he was a dog who was enthusiastic when it sees its owner. Scarlett sat on his back like a true horse rider. Her hot pussy touched his skin; the connection was sweet and orgasmic. She slapped his butt and commanded him to walk around the room like a donkey. The short guy imitated the walk of a donkey for about nine minutes, He wanted to stop; however, he was afraid to displease his master. He exhaled, and collapsed on the floor. Scarlett laughed hysterically and said, “You are a cute, funny bitch.”

  She was done with her nocturnal job around 11 PM and she was preparing to go back to her house, when she felt a presence behind her. She turned around and saw Madame Labelle. She was smiling and she had a pleasing look on her face.

  “I would like to know your secret?” Madame Labelle asked.

  “What secret?”

  “You know very well what I’m talking about. What make men so crazy about you?”

  “I’m the one who should have asked you this question. You’ve been pleasing them for more than three decades.”

  “You re the most fascinating girl I’ve seen. More than four dozen men have made a rese
rvation with you for next week.”

  Scarlett was stupefied by the numbers. It was true that she like men and their hard cocks; however she realized that it was impossible to please more than fifty men in a week. She smiled softly and said, “I don’t think that I would be able to fuck all these men. “

  “That won’t be a problem my dear,” Madame Labelle replied. “I will delay some of the appointments.”

  “Thank you, I appreciate your patience. Good-night, I have to go to work tomorrow morning.”

  “You didn’t tell me that you had a day job.”

  “I’m a high school teacher. Teaching has always been my passion.”

  “I can see that you enjoy all type of teaching, including special carnal lessons.” Madame Labelle sarcastically said.

  The two women exploded with laughter, and then Scarlett murmured, “You’re certainly right!”

  Part 3

  George was sleeping when Scarlett was back to their bedroom; she tiptoed to the bed, so she wouldn’t wake him up. She knew that he was disappointed with her, however, she didn’t care. She wanted to punish him; the revenge was thrilling and bittersweet. As soon as she placed her tired body between the sheets, her husband opened his mouth and asked, “Where have you been?”

  “That’s none of your business, I’m an adult, and I can do whatever I want.”

  “But don’t you forget that you have a husband at home that craves your attention?”

  “Oh, please. Don’t you dare talking about affection! It was you who built a wall of loneliness between us.”

  “I want your comprehension baby; you must understand that the death of my mother has crucified my heart with pain. Please, forgive me!” George softly said.”

  “Go back to sleep, you don’t deserve my forgiveness.”

  “You’re not the same woman I once knew. Oh, Scarlett, my heart is waiting for your return. I want the former Scarlett.”

  “Shut up and sleep, or else lick my pussy!” Scarlett commanded.

  “Oh really, would you like me to play with your treasure!” George exclaimed.

  Scarlett gazed at her husband and laughed. She enjoyed playing these wicked games with him. She has never thought that revenge would be more delicious and spicier than Mexican food.

  “You would be the happiest man in the world if I let you put your tongue in that treasure. Even Blackbeard can’t touch this,” Scarlett seductively said.

  “You’re a she-devil. You don’t deserve me as a husband.”

  Scarlett rolled her eyes and then said, “Bite me!” She reached over the desk and turned off the lamp. She smiled as she remembered the splendid hours she spent in the brothel.

  The sun woke up over the sky of Las Vegas, and Scarlett was excited with the new day. She knew that each day was like a travel to unknown pleasures. She got up from her bed, and inhaled. She hated the fact that she had to go to this boring school. She wished that she could have worked in red hacienda as a full time prostitute, just like her enemy, “Wild Cat.”

  She exuded Elegance in a lovely violet dress, and she was ready to leave when she saw a bouquet of red roses in front of her door. She picked up the flowers, and saw an anonymous note. It reads: For my beautiful Scarlett. These flowers can’t match your beauty; however, they were the only one I find that is worthy of your attention.”

  She was astounded; she wondered who that mysterious stranger might be. She quickly realized that one of her affluent clients might be the intriguing admirer. She stepped back inside and poured some water on a porcelain vase. She gracefully placed the roses in it.

  Her day at work was long and dull. She couldn’t wait to leave the establishment and went to red hacienda, the place of her naughty desires. She paid more attention to the clock than the students. She wished that they could all vanish, so she could put her heavenly vibrator between her legs. She was facing a great dilemma. She loved her husband, even though she has shunned him lately. Her heart was begging for love, however, her pussy wanted cocks, not any kind of cocks, but huge, hard cocks. She distributed books to the students, so she could easily focus on her tasty fantasies.

  “I hate reading!” Kevin, the class clown declared.

  “Scarlett Smiled and said, “Get used to it. Don’t forget that this is a literature class.”

  “I love literature; it’s always a delight to meet new characters,” Emily, the smartest student in the class said.

  Part 4

  Scarlett’s heart flourished with happiness when it was time to go to red hacienda. Madame Labelle welcomed her with open arms, “come to my office, my dear we have something important to discuss,” She enthusiastically said.

  Madame Labelle’s office was elegant, and the walls were adorned with Marc Chagall’s paintings. Scarlett sat and crossed her legs. She knew that her patroness news would be excited because she saw a ray of light in her eyes.

  “Guess what? We are invited to Naughty Nancy. I’ve been dreaming about it for more than ten years.”

  “What is Naughty Nancy?” Scarlett confusedly asked.

  “It’s a poker event organized by some of the elite members of Las Vegas. The annual event usually has twelve men. They each bet one hundred thousand dollars. The final winner will have all the money and of course, the best prostitute in Las Vegas. They choose us to represent this year and I’m not over yet, the girl will spend the night with the winner after the game and he will give her twenty percent of his winnings. That’s a lot of money for us.”

  “That’s beautiful. I’m looking forward to this fantastic event,” Scarlett cheerfully said.

  Suddenly, Wild cat entered the room. She was moody and anxious and Scarlett instantly remarked that she had a fire of jealousy burning in her heart.

  “I can’t believe that after working for you for more than eight years, that you have the gut to betray me. Who’s this woman? Why do you think that she’s better than I?” Wild cat furiously said to Madame Labelle.

  “Calm down, Wild Cat; you had your time and now this is her time.”

  “Why do you have to choose her? You just don’t understand how much Naughty Nancy would mean to me.”

  “She can’t replace me if she wants it that bad,” Scarlett declared.

  “No, Scarlett, you’re the one I choose and that’s final.”

  Wild cart grinded her teeth and walked towards Scarlett and slapped her. Scarlett raised her hand and slapped her back. Madame Labelle didn’t try to help the cause. She stood with her hands cross, admiring the feverish scene between the prostitutes.

  “YOU WILL REGRET IT!” Wild cat screamed as she stepped out of the office.

  “Don’t worry about her,” Madame Labelle said. “She’s just a jealous woman and you know what a jealous woman can do. I will just to calm her down. I know just what to do.”

  Part 5

  Scarlett wore a long Versace black dress for the big night. Madame Labelle drove her to a castle in the middle of nowhere. It was the first time she has seen a castle, she wasn’t aware that they were castles in Nevada. Madame Labelle gave her a black owl mask so she could hide her identity. They entered the castle with elegance. Scarlett’s heart was beating like an African drum; it was the first time she was going to do something like this. There were twelve gentlemen around a poker table, they were nicely dress, and looked important. She spotted Patrick amongst the men. She wondered what he was doing there. The men devoured her with their eyes as soon as they saw her. She heard one of the men said,” Only of us will see that beautiful maiden’s face. Let’s get the game started, gentlemen.”

  Madame Labelle smiled enigmatically at her as the gentlemen started playing. She could see that she was very proud of her. Scarlett’s remarked that Patrick raised his eyes temporarily just to look at her. She knew that he would win. She saw the hunger in his eyes, he wanted her skin. She wondered how Patrick could have been accepted into the club since he wasn’t wealthy. He was just a paralegal.

  “Who is this man?” Scarlett
asked Madame Labelle, as if she didn’t already know the answer.

  “His name is Patrick Gray. This is his first time at the club. His devoted friend has died two months ago, and he asked him on his deathbed to replace him. He’s a nice guy, and I think that he’s going to win.”

  “How do you know?”

  “I just know. The guy is very determined; can’t you see that he has a burning flame in his eyes for you?”

  Madame Labelle was right. Patrick won every game, and he was proclaimed as the winner. As soon as He taste a second of his glory, He paused his eyes on Scarlett. The moment was unreal and intense. He approached her with sexy smile. Madame Labelle congratulated him, and said, “As the Madam of red Hacienda, it’s my pleasure to accompany you guys to your bedroom for a night full of exotic delicacies.”