I had hit the jackpot! He made me come so many times! I was shaking all over, like little earthquakes going on for half an hour before I got too tender, and had to tell him to stop. Finally, I let him come inside me. We both collapsed with exhaustion.

"Sacre bleu! You were the best woman I have ever had. The other women, the wanted to hit me or humiliate me. Some made me give them all my money. I am only too eager to oblige. But you my dear, you are by far the best woman I have ever had. Please, allow me to give you a gift."

"Oh, that's all right, you don't have to" I said. His tongue had been a gift to me already!

"No, I insist. Here" he said, handing me some money and a business card. He knew a tailor at a famous dress shop! "Come see him tomorrow. He will make a unique outfit for you. Anything you desire my dearest."

I smiled. How could I say no?

* * *

Time just seemed to fly by. I had lost count. Was I there three months, or a year? It didn't make any difference. I got to make love as much as I wanted to, go on vacation any time and any place in Europe, I had lots of money, men giving me all sorts of gifts, more clothes then I could possibly ever need (although I was constantly buying more!)...it was such an ideal life.

But one day, Madam Pussy came to see me.

"Dear, you are one of my best earners here. I know that you enjoy the work, but I have received an offer for you. One you must consider."

"What sort of offer?" I asked.

"Rich men desire to have women such as you for themselves. I have received an offer for 500,000 Euros, to buy out your contract. I will only accept this offer if you want to. I cannot sell you to a man, that would be inhumane. But if you wanted to leave here, you may go join him for a life of luxury."

"Who is it?" I asked.

"I cannot tell you. Either you want to leave or you don't. I will tell you that some girls only get one offer in their lifetime. Others get more. Your looks are your primary asset, but you will not always have them. This is your chance to move to a more relaxed life, where you will have everything you want."

"But I have everything here."

"Some day girl, you will tire of it. So now you must choose. Live the rest of your life here, or go with a rich man."

I had to think long and hard. What she said was true. I did love it here, but what if I tired of it? I did make lots of money, but I seemed to spend it as fast as it came in. If I was with a rich man, I could get everything I ever wanted.

But what if it was someone awful? What if it was Richard? I would hate that! Of course, I could always leave him. I just didn't know what to do. It was so much, so soon! How could I decide without knowing who it was?

"You must pick my dear" said Madam P.

"Alright" I said, cornered. "I will go."

* * *

I packed my bags, and put on my most elegant dress with high heels. I did my hair up, and wore my favorite ear rings. I fixed my makeup, grabbed my purse and went out to wait for my new husband. I held my breath hoping against hope that it would not be Richard.

The door swung open, and a man walked into the room. It was Gilbert!

* * *

I moved into Gilbert's chateau, where we still live today. He is the chairman of a large multinational corporation, and we have more money than we could ever spend in three lifetimes. We are so happy together! He wants me to always be in charge, which I strangely find empowering. At work, he orders around hundreds of thousands of people. At home, I run him. And he loves it!

What more could I ever want? I have houses, cars, a private helicopter, servants, rooms full of clothes and shoes, jewels...everything a girl could ever want! A house in the country with horses to ride (and stable boys to make love with). Oh yes, Gilbert knows. He encourages it! He has another fantasy, where other men make love to me, and he is forced to watch from a closet. Sometimes, I make him wear a dress when he's in the closet, and I'm on the bed with some young stud (the stable boys, not the horses!). After the boy leaves, he comes out, and we make love. I am truly satisfied.

If you get a chance to travel abroad, I would highly recommend it! It sure changed my life...

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Author's note: the story's protagonist's career and her subsequent 'sale' to a man are practices which are offensive and should never be condoned. However, with men's insatiable appitite for sex, and the fact that they are seemingly incapable of being true to one women, there is a constant 'need' for women in the sex trade. This barbaric practice is illegal, immoral, and I in no way want to glamorize it or condone it...for real women. For feminized men however (particularly ones who are changed against their wishes), it seems like perfect poetic justice. A small way to make up for the millenia of injustice to women...

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