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”You spending your life’s savings on me, baby?” You cooed, counting your fifties.
“Nah. Daddy’s got deep pockets.” Boba leaned back into the VIP sofa. He’d taken you for a second Room after your stage performance.
“I’m not even making a dent?” You pouted.
He grinned, “Not… yet.”
“Welll, now that I know that, you gotta work harder to keep me, Daddy,” you teased. But in the back of your mind you entertained the idea of expensive jewelry. Maybe a —
“Hey, let me take you shopping,” Boba seemed to read your mind.
“Mmm, I have a minimum spend required, Daddy,” you made up obstacles on the spot.
“Oh, that’s fine. If I have to ask, I can’t afford it. So, I’m not going to ask so you know I can afford to double it.” He smirked, self satisfied. Feeling frisky, you bounced over to him.
“Oh yeah, baby? That so? We’ll see… I can break pockets.”
“No doubt. Just not mine.” He laughed a little, still amused with himself.
You jumped into his lap, complaining, “Baby, don’t you want me to feel spoilt? So, drop a bag or two on me…”
“Oh, I will…. Literally and figuratively.” He wrapped his arms loosely around your waist.
“Daddyyy, that’s what I like to hear,” you cooed, playing with his belt.
“Hmmm whatcha doin’ there.” He took a sip of his drink impassively, but you could still tell you were affecting him.
“You know. Just being a good girl,” you simpered, undoing it.
“Hnnnnn, I —“ He cut himself off as you groped him through his pants.
“Such an inconvenience I have to behave here,” he said dryly, taking another sip.
You bounced in his lap lightly. Groaning, he commented, “You’re really making this difficult. Tonight might be the night I get thrown out of here for fucking one of the Girls.”
Laughing, you playfully bounced up and down, grabbing your tits and smooshing them into his face. He tried to continue drinking nonchalantly, but under his breath he kept threatening to rip your outfit off.
“Do it then, Daddy,” you complained, bouncing.
“Ungh, come to my ship,” he countered. “I’ll rip it to shreds… I’ll be so bad to you.”
“You’re being so Well Behaved right now…” you complained again, undoing his pants slowly.
“Fuck,” he leaned his head back into the sofa cushions.
“C’mon Daddy, let’s do bad things.” Your fingers wiggled into his pants, pulling down the zipper.
“You’re such a bad influence on me,” he purred as you stroked him.
Smiling darkly, you slid down out of his lap until your knees were on the plush carpeting. Biting your lower lip, you cooed, “Can I suck this dick, Daddy? Can I?”
Without waiting for a response, you wrapped your lips around the head of his cock.
“Fuck omigosh —“ Boba squirmed as you started to suck him off outright. Twirling your tongue around his shaft, you heard him groan in relief. Continuing to blow him, you started to play with yourself, imagining his cock in your pussy rather than your mouth.
“Baby you’re gonna make me cum,” Boba moaned. His hand lightly went to the back of your head as you moved it up and down.
You looked up at him with big doe eyes as you started to use one hand to jerk him off along with your mouth.
“Fuck,” Boba groaned, hand tightening on your neck. Grunting incoherently, he finished in your mouth as you roughly played with him. Giving him one final hard suck, you slithered back into his lap. You calmly poured yourself a small drink and swigged it down. Then you turned to Boba. He was still breathing hard, watching you with dark eyes.
“Well Daddy. I wanna be spoiled,” you pouted.
Grinning, he pulled out some credits and handed them to you. He repeated the action a few times. Satisfied, you tried to fan the money out in your hands, but there was too much. A good night.
“Pleased, baby? This is the first bag I’m dropping on you.” He offered you some more fifties.
Taking it slowly, you teased, “This’ll do for now, Daddyyy…”
He smiled and then poured himself a large drink. Taking a sip, he commented, “I think you’re gonna look real good in the things we’re gonna buy you. Where do you want to start? Jewelry? Shoes? Maybe a nice dinner? I could take you to places you have to know someone to get a reservation. What type of food you want? Or, maybe you want a vacation where we do all these things?”
Shocked, you tried to play it cool. “Welll, I guess I could get away for few days…”
He took a swig, then asked, “I have a bounty this next week. Can I take you next week? Comm me where you want to go, and I’ll make some reservations worth your time. By the way, do you like spas?”
***
The Day was here. You tried to pretend it was like any other, but as soon as you’d woken up you were excited. Like a kid on their birthday, who knew they were getting presents and being loved.
You’d never let a client take you anywhere before. You didn’t want to be killed, after all. But Boba was different. He was… he was Boba. As you checked your packed luggage one more time, you realized you’d forgotten your favorite wig. Grabbing it, you carefully packed it. Fastening up your suitcase, you realized you were buzzing with nerves. And you still had two hours until you were going to leave to meet up with Boba at his ship.
You busied yourself with changing your outfit again.
***
Turning the corner, you saw Boba’s ship.
Trying not to skip over to it, you made your way through a small crowd in the hangar and to the loading area of the ship. It was open. Did you just go up?
You were skipping up the ramp before you knew it. As soon as you got inside, you stopped short. Letting your eyes adjust to the different lighting, you jumped as you heard, “Well there you are.”
You had left early out of excitement, but been sure to be just a few minutes late to avoid looking too eager.
Turning to Boba, you smiled big as you saw him. He had taken your request seriously. Dressed in a casual outfit, he did not look like dangerous bounty hunter.
“Well, hello, Daddy…” you dropped your things and jumped into his arms as he approached you. You were kissing him before you knew it. After a moment of making out, Boba pulled away. “Temptress, you’re gonna make us late for lunch. But that’s okay, they’ll hold the table. I used my real name to book the reservation.” He winked mischievously.
“Where we going? I’m ready to be spoiled,” you cooed, grabbing him through his pants.
“Mmmph, you’re impossible. I love it. But, it’s a surprise.” He pulled out a small remote and clicked a button on it. His ship closed up. Picking you up, he started to walk. “C’mon, I want you to taste this one appetizer they have. Aside from your pussy, it’s my favorite thing to put in my mouth.”
***
Lunch had been divine. You had been out on a terrace which hung over the ocean. The light sea breeze had caressed your skin as Boba had caressed your feet, which were in his lap the entire meal.
The food was also no small affair. Every single bite was hard not to devour. You were doing your darnedest to appear casual and carefree, but really you were having the time of your life.
After dessert, Boba put both hands on your feet. “Well, baby. Now what? We can check in to the hotel, we can walk on the beach, or shopping? What you want?”
Opting for more deluxe treatment, you demanded, “Hmnnn, I need a new outfit for dinner tonight.”
“Say less, princess,” He waved the waiter over to get the bill.
***
The cold of the metal was shocking on your skin. So was the weight. It was a string of sparkling, flawless diamonds from end to end. Checking yourself out in the mirror the salesperson eagerly handed you, you admired how it glittered on your collar bones.
“You like it?” Boba was nonchalantly drumming his fingers on the counter.
Inside, you were dying from the price tag. But you played it easy and responded, “It’s a lovely little necklace, baby…”
“Mmnnkay, you wanna try on anything else?” He shrugged. You had been there for perhaps an hour. You wondered if he was bored.
Just to be bougie, you picked out a fancy ring. Slipping it onto your right ring finger, you held out your hand to watch it sparkle. “Oooh,” you murmured. It was quite beautiful as well. You were just about to take it off when you heard Boba say, “Okay, we’ll take those two. Tell me my total.”
Shocked, you turned to him as calmly as you could manage. As the excited salesclerk took Boba’s payment, you could only watch in amazement. He had really just bought you some very Fine jewelry. Worth more than triple you made in a month. And, you made your fair share at the club.
“Shall we, princess? You still need clothing for dinner tonight. Not too much, though…” Boba stood and offered you his arm. Still slightly dazed, you took it, murmuring, “Daddy… bag number two dropped.”
He smiled, “Told you, princess. Now, let me escort you to this little store you might like. I hear it’s famous, and I know it’s expensive by the location.”
Just down the street from the elite jewelry store, he turned you right and opened a door for you. Walking in, you realized what store you were in. Occasionally you shopped at a different location of this brand. It was indeed expensive. Delighted, you skipped over to the nearest rack of clothing.
As you were touching the rich fabric, you noticed Boba had called over another salesperson. “Dress her in your finest,” Boba nodded at you casually.
Grinning, you greeted your new friend.
***
Two hours later, you left in a new outfit. Boba carried your purchases for you; three big bags. You needed options, you both had reasoned. Dinner was still an hour away. The vibe could change between now and then.
“Well, princess, you need anything else for tonight?” Boba slipped his free arm around you.
Smiling big, you commented, “Mmm, just a dinner worth of how good Imma look for you.”
He laughed softly, “I have just the right place then. You’ll love it. Now, let’s check in at the hotel, we’ll have just enough time for you to get ready. Then dinner at the hotel restaurant.”
Still smiling, you cooed, “Whatever you say, Daddy.”
“Daddy’s gonna say a lot, later t’night… after dinner… when we’re alone.”
Tingles spread up and down your body in anticipation. But you commented lightly, “Let’s see what you got, Daddy…”
By that time, you were in front of the hotel. Boba opened a door for you. Inside you swept, feeling very Important and spoilt. A few onlookers exchanged glances. You couldn’t tell if they were judging or admiring you; it didn’t matter. The fact was, you were untouchable right now. You were with Boba, being spoiled unimaginably… and going to get railed later. What could bring you down?
***
You had managed to get ready in record speed. Although Boba wasn’t rushing you, you wanted to be on time for dinner.
“Hm, nice timing,” he commented as you arrived in front of the restaurant entrance just on time. You smiled as he checked in with the hostess. She immediately led you to the outdoor balcony, which again overlooked the water. This time it was dark out; the moons’ reflection danced off the dark, gentle waves. You admired it as you were seated. As soon as you were alone, Boba picked up a menu. Commenting lightly, he said, “You’re more enchanting than the scenery.” Putting the menu down, he continued, “Can I order for you? I want you to try this certain dish.”
You nodded, “But at lease get me a strong drink, baby.”
He grinned, “Naturally.”
The droid waiter appeared and you zoned out looking at the water while Boba ordered. Suddenly you realized there was a drink being placed in front of you. “Champagne?” You asked.
“Expensive champagne. Hope you like it.” He clinked glasses with you and you both sipped your libations. It was delicious champagne.
“I’m gonna enjoy taking that lil’ outfit off you later,” Boba commented, hand finding your knee under the table. Giggling in anticipation, you took another coy sip of champagne. Then you cooed, “If you deserve it; we’ll see after dinner.”
He grinned, then squeezed your knee playfully, “I’ll be on my best behavior; obviously that means spoiling you to the maximum.”
The appetizer came. Boba was busy serving you as you watched. He was so handsome, you thought. So generous. And, fun to be around. You hoped you weren’t getting a crush. But then he handed you a plate of delicious looking food, and you forgot about your worries.