Broken: An escort who is willing to do anything

The thrashing he's willing to take—maybe he's broken.

It was just another job. Daniel adjusted his tie and pulled on his suit jacket. One last check of his hair, a bit of cologne, and he was ready to go. He was meeting his date at a hotel lounge.

Where the night would lead, he wasn't sure. He hadn't booked any further dates for the evening in case this one ran late. Usually, when his clients started with drinks, they wanted to stretch things out a bit. And had the money to do so.

Daniel sighed and opened the door to the expensive hotel lounge. His ass was still aching from the pummeling he'd had this morning. His earlier client had been overly exuberant.

All in a day's work.

He smiled as he approached the table. For once, the picture the client had sent him to identify him looked like what he saw as he walked toward him. His client, Robert, rose to his feet, reached out, and shook his hand.

"Pleasure to meet you," Roberts said.

"That's the whole idea." Daniel smirked and winked at Robert. A flush of color rose in Robert's face, reaching his ears. Robert had indicated he didn't mind a bit of flirtation in public. This wasn't a business meeting or a get-together with his son. This was meant to be an actual date.

Refreshing.

Daniel took his seat. Robert was easily twenty years his senior. Good looking for someone likely approaching fifty. Piercing blue eyes, dirty blond hair, greying at the temples. And he appeared to be in good shape. He filled out his suit nicely in all the right places.

"Drinks," Robert offered.

"Gin and tonic."

Robert called the server over and placed their order. The premise for the date was that they would meet for few drinks then head to a hotel room upstairs. It would have been nice to be fed dinner. Daniel hadn't had a chance to eat much. This was his third date of the day. As a high-end escort with sultry, sexy eyes and the face and body of a Greek god, he was in demand.

"Busy day at work?" Daniel decided to start the conversation.

"No busier than usual." Robert took a sip of his drink as soon as it arrived. His hands were shaking. He was nervous. He had probably never done this before.

"You're a criminal lawyer, right?"

"Prosecution."

"On the good side of the fence."

Robert shook his head. "Not always. Innocent until proven guilty remember."

"True." Daniel lifted his glass between them. "To fair trials."

Robert raised his glass and touched Daniel's with it. "To fair trials." He fussed with his glass after setting it down. "Have you done this for a long time?"

"What? Going on dates?"

Robert nodded. "I don't mean to pry."

"For four years now." Daniel took a sip of his drink. "I have a physics degree but there isn't much of a marketplace, job-wise, for physicists."

"Surely, there must be something."

"This pays better."

"With your looks, I'm not surprised." Daniel tapped his index finger on the table. "Do you strictly date men?"

"No. Men and women. Mostly men, though."

"Are you gay or straight?" Robert laid his hand on the table. "No, wait. Don't answer that. It's none of my business."

"No, I don't mind." Daniel cocked his head to one side. "Bisexual. Which comes in handy given my profession."

Robert looked down at the table. "I was married to the same woman for sixteen years before I worked up enough courage to come out."

"That must have been tough." Daniel reached forward and touched Robert's hand. They were on a date after all. Robert had specified touching in public was permissible. Kissing was off the cards, but handholding was all right. He squeezed Robert's hand then released it.

"It ended my marriage. We have three kids, though. Couldn't ask for anything more fulfilling in my life. They have all grown up to be amazing individuals."

"Were they supportive of you coming out?"

"Not at first, but they came around. What about you, do you have family?"

Now, normally Daniel would have lied depending on what he thought his client wanted to hear. But he didn't feel the need to do that with Robert. "My parents died in a car accident when I was nine. Me and my two younger sisters were raised in the system."

"Jeez, I'm sorry."

Daniel smiled. "I survived."

"But you're a …"

"An escort. Yes, but it was a choice I made. No one forced me."

"Do you enjoy your work?"

"I like sitting and talking to the likes of you." Daniel leaned back in his seat and sent the sexiest smile across the table he could manage. "All the rest is icing."

"You like …" Robert lowered his voice. " … sleeping with people."

"I wouldn't be here if I didn't." Daniel reached forward with his foot under the table and drew the toe of his shoe up Robert's calf. "It's the highlight of my day."

Such a lie. Inside he was quite broken. Sex was a job. He found no pleasure in it other than the physical response of his body. Benefits of being a guy. His cock was always keen to play.

"Shall we head upstairs?" Robert set his empty glass down. Daniel had barely touched his. He didn't like to drink when he was on a job. One ran the risk of not being able to perform. And it left one open to the possibility of being taken advantage of.

"Nothing I want more." Daniel rose to his feet and waited for Robert to lead the way. He placed his hand on Robert's lower back as they approached the elevator, ushering him inside. Once they were in and the doors closed, Daniel pressed Robert against the elevator wall, plundering his mouth. His hands found their way under the back of Robert's suit jacket and ran his hand up Robert's spine. Then down again—ending at his ass. He clutched it in his fist.

Daniel stepped away as the elevator doors opened. Robert looked as if he had been attacked by a wild animal. Robert had said he wanted a rough, aggressive date. Daniel would deliver in spades. It was in his nature to be aggressive with men. Women required such delicate care.

He jammed his cock against Robert's ass, breathing down the back of Robert's neck as Robert fought to unlock his hotel room door. "I want you to fuck me so hard," Daniel whispered as Robert continued to struggle. Sensing Robert wasn't getting anywhere, Daniel took over and unlocked the door. He was an expert when it came to hotel rooms' locking mechanisms.