Page 38 of The Secret Job: Into the Depths of Depravity
“Yes, but not the type you’re thinking of. It’s a sedative so you’re asleep.”
“Oh ok, that doesn’t sound as bad.”
“Only if you are open to that kind of thing.”
“I haven’t considered it in all honesty. Other than needle play, I haven’t heard of or considered most of the kinks you have suggested. But I’m interested to find out—” I say trying to sound upbeat as Sandy cuts in.
“And that’s why they have specifically chosen you. They know you have an open mind, your seven days of captivity didn’t go unnoticed. They also know you haven’t experienced most of these kinks.”
“Why don’t they just post the jobs separately like usual and I’ll just apply to the ones I want?”
“Because they have more money and depraved ideas then they know what to do with. This is their kind of fun,” replies Sandy.Is that a touch of bitterness I detect in her tone?Someone has definitely ruffled her feathers. She continues, “The owner who has put forward this secret job will have his two sons run the five days with him and Roxy, I know both of the sons and the older of the two, he’s…” she trails off searching for the right word.
“Intense,” she settles on.
“Intense? How so?” I prod.
“Yes. I can’t say more than that. I am to give you this job offer unbiased but please know you can say no.”
“How much are they offering for the job?”
Sandy looks at me for a moment and her eyes look sad, like she knows it's something no one would ever pass up. “Up to one million dollars, Roxy. Half a million guaranteed if you stay the 5 days. If you agree to all of the kinks they offer you when you’re there, you could walk away with a million dollars.”
I take in a large breath, feeling suddenly lightheaded as my head swims at such a huge number.
“What the fuck do they want to do to me for one milliondollars?” I breathe out, completely forgetting the company I’m in.
“Something they don’t want me to know about,” Sandy replies, her lips drawn together in a tight line. She is not happy about this secret job, I can feel it radiating off her body. “I know it’s a lot of money, Roxy, life changing. But it’s not all about the money.”
“Wow you can say that again, but even if I choose to tap out of the more extreme kinks I still walk away with the half a million?”
“Yes dear, but for half a million, they will still want their money’s worth across the five days believe me.”
“How can I let this opportunity pass me by?” I ask, almost to myself.
“I was afraid you might say that and I’m sure the members were banking on you saying that. They have asked for complete secrecy so whilst I implore you not to tell Sophie, by all means talk this through with your husband before you give your answer. You need to discuss every aspect of what this job could entail to both your physical and mental health. Whilst the rules still apply as the usual jobs, they will bend them for their kinks, you need to be aware of this.”
I am beginning to zone out. One million dollars, is there much I wouldn’t let them do to me for even half a million bucks or more? We could clear our mortgage; we could take the kids to Disney world. Heck, we could buy another house or a boat or a summer cottage. I feel my mind wandering at the possibilities this amount of money can open for my family, our lives.
“Roxy dear,” Sandy repeats my name to bring me back to our discussion. “No one has ever done a job like this, we haven’t even had a request for it. Yes we have had the odd, secret special-request job by a member but then there was that charity job and it’s opened up a new realm of opportunities members didn’t realise could be on the table. I’m fine withthings changing and more different opportunities for the members and our playmates. It’s just this one job without any given kinks being in complete secrecy has me wondering…
“Take the weekend to consider it and give me your answer on Monday. Do please, for me, take the money out of the equation and consider all the angles. This won’t be like the charity job, it won’t compare. It’s going to be extreme and it’s going to do things to you and take you places you may never be prepared for.”
I nod my head, dumbfounded by Sandy’s grim outlook on this job. She is warning me, I know she is, but for what reason she is not allowed to say. I have to make the decision. “I’ll talk it over with James, I’ll have my—our decision on Monday. Thank you for helping me to understand it a bit better.”
Understanding the conversation is over, we both rise together. My legs are wobbly at the knees but I think I pull off a casual walk to the door.
“See you on Monday Roxy, have a nice weekend.”
“You too Sandy, have a great weekend,” I say brightly as I walk out of her office and down the main staircase. I grab my bag from the locker rooms and leave The Clarendon. I climb into my car and just sit staring.
One million dollars. What depths of depravity will I go to for one million dollars?
DEPTHS OF DEPRAVITY
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Ifinally pull myself out of my stupor and manage to drive the car out of the Clarendon’s car park. It feels wrong to not contact Sophie and talk the job through with her. My common sense is telling me this is bad. Why on earth can’t I speak to Sophie about the job? She had mentioned she knew other playmates being offered large amounts of money for secret jobs; I just hadn’t expected it to happen to me. Why me? Because of the Charity Job? That just seems absurd, I couldn’t have loved that job more than I did. And the men… But Sandy has led me to think this job is for men nothing like the beautiful humans who kept me captive for seven days.
