Golden Bird

She said she was an actress, and was just working as a secretary until she got her big break. That was why she was here, a friend had told her she should try to make contacts, and that a lot of big producers would be in town. So far she had failed to meet any, but maybe this fat guy had friends. He certainly seemed important. She had turned a trick or two before, so was no innocent, and when he started hinting about going to a more secluded place, she let him know she was available, but for a price.

Abdulah was slightly disappointed that she was nothing but a whore, and not even a professional, but tonight his frustration was driving him mad, and he felt the need for release. He gave the girl the key to room 1122 and arranged to meet her there in an hour.

Room 1122 was one of his 'special' rooms. The mattress on the large brass bed was covered with a plain white cotton sheet, and hanging from each corner of the brass frame, were four sets of gold plated handcuffs. At the foot of the bed was a large brass box.

Abdulah opened the box and took out a short whip and placed it on the bed. He then went to a well stocked bar to the left of the bed and poured himself a hefty shot of vodka. After downing the drink, he took a small silver box from under the bar. It was filled with white powder, some of which he arranged in two long lines on the smooth surface of the bar. Using the short, silver straw that had been snapped in place inside the lid of the box, he snorted the cocaine into one nostril, then the other.

There was a knock at the door before the key turned the lock, and the door swung open. The girl closed the door behind her and fixed her face in a seductive pose as she sashayed across the room. Her eyes lit up when she saw the white powder.

"Ooh, goodies." she said as she went for the stuff.

Abdulah held up his hand to stop her.

"Undress first."

She smiled as she unzipped the tight black dress. She would have slept with him for the coke alone, so the grand he promised her looked even better, maybe this wouldn't be too bad after all. The dress fell to the floor in a pile, and she took a step forward.

"Everything." ordered Abdulah.

She wriggled out of the black lace camisole and panties, and added them to the pile.