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panties and a bra that matched. I took a fortifying breath before cracking the door open.
    Matteo was speaking in hushed tones to a woman in a suit who seemed to be apologizing to him, but as soon as he lifted his eyes to me, she murmured a few more words and made a hasty exit.
    “Mmm. I’ll have to see more to decide if I like it,” Matteo spoke to me as he pushed off the wall. He ran his fingers over the rough hair that had grown along his jaw throughout the day as he peered at me.
    Shoving the door open farther, I let him see all of me, then turned around so he could see the back as well.
    “Okay. Next one,” Matteo said after a second.
    I turned to face him again expecting more, but he pulled his phone from his pocket, showing me that was all he intended to say about that outfit. Feeling like I’d let him down, I shuffled through the many outfits he’d picked out to find the smallest, skimpiest piece in the bunch. Not bothering to look in the mirror once I had it on, I threw the door open, hoping to shock a response out of him. Instead, I found a woman on her knees in front of him. Her head was bobbing up and down and he looked up to meet my gaze with half-open eyes. With a nod in my direction, he turned his attention to the woman obviously sucking his cock.
    Embarrassed, I shut the door quietly and leaned my head back against it. I’d never seen someone else perform such an act and certainly didn’t expect it to be happening to the man who owned me while we were out together. How could he speak to me about such naughty things and then turn to another woman in the next moment? It hurt that he didn’t use me, but I didn’t understand why it bothered me. I didn’t really want him touching me in such a lewd manner.
    Stripping out of the slinky panties and bra, I pulled my ugly dress on and sat on the bench, waiting until they were done. As soon as I heard him let out a long, low groan I knew he’d gotten off and yanked open the door. I gathered all of the items in my arms and took them to the counter without casting another look in his direction.
    I was angry, hurt. I didn’t understand it, but it didn’t matter. I didn’t matter. The woman at the counter rang everything up into her computer and then bagged it all and handed them over without asking for payment or a signature. I left the store and handed the bag to the driver as soon as I spotted him then climbed into the backseat of the car.
    A few minutes later Matteo joined me. He didn’t look at me at all as he got comfortable.
    “We’re done here,” he said to the driver.
    Once the car was moving and the divider was raised, his hand wrapped tightly around my upper arm.
    “What was that little scene about? Never seen someone getting sucked off?” Matteo asked me with a sneer.
    “N... no, sir,” I stuttered as fear shot through me. My hurt feelings fled, replaced with sheer terror. Everything was so different outside of Madam’s house that I didn’t know up from down.
    “Get used to it. Until you can learn to give good head and fuck better than a virgin, I’ll be getting it better from somewhere else. Now get on your knees and show me what you learned from watching her blow me.” He didn’t give me a chance to move on my own. Instead, he yanked me to the floor and grabbed my braid with his other hand, shoving my face into his crotch.
    My fingers shook as I struggled to undo his pants and release his hard cock from its confines. It bounced free and immediately Matteo pulled me closer.
    “Suck it deep and hard,” he demanded, bucking his hips as I tried to follow his orders.
    The tip hit the back of my throat, making me gag, and he groaned.
    “Yes, gag around that big, fat dick.” His grip tightened in my hair, making me yelp around his length as it plunged in and out of my mouth.
    I repeatedly gagged and feared I was going to get sick on him, but was able to hold back when he changed the deep thrusts for shorter, shallower ones. That