This is a humor-filled story of a hunky college student working his way through a degree as a chauffeur, trying hard to avoid any serious relationships so he can focus on his future. But his world changes when a client lays eyes on him and decides to recruit him for her very own.
Ride along with James as he tries to control Ying and deal with the staff and clientele of the heiress, taking on the full blunt force of their driven lust.
Cathleen confessed, “James, I don’t know how to tell you this. But I had an epiphany. It really hit home today and I have to make some plans for the future.”
He hadn’t thought she would be making any life-altering plans, but wanted her to be happy, even if it meant he wasn’t included in it, “It’s okay, I understand Cathleen. You need to do whatever you need to, if it makes you happy. Don’t worry about me, I can handle it, whatever it is.” he replied, tucking his feet back to allow Lisa and the leashed Link to get past.
“I’m so glad to hear you say that. I was worried you wouldn’t agree.” she admitted, letting out a sigh of relief. Mike and Jen greeted them on their way past. They watched the two mingle with Lisa and Link.
This was the part where Cathleen was going to trample on his feelings for her and he prepared for the worst, “Go ahead and say it Cat, we’re close enough friends not to be shy about It.” giving her courage to continue. If his heart was going to be broke, he might as well let her feel better about it.
“Why James; that is the very first time you ever have called me Cat.” she noted with surprise.
James dropped his head and said, “Well, I want you to tell me as a friend what you need to say.”
“You’re absolutely right, we are friends James. That’s why I need you to help me. You’re the only one that can make it possible.” she confessed.
James chuckled a little, “Yeah right. With your money, you could buy anything you wanted. I’m sure people would line up to help you out.” he proclaimed, wondering why she was dragging it out.
“I can’t just ask anybody James. It must be you.” she huffed, frustrated at the tension, “I almost died, twice! God knows what would have happened had I been killed.” she conveyed, tears forming in her eyes.
Seeing her get so upset bothered him, he hadn’t intended to hurt her feelings, “Look, I am yours to do with what you want. Just tell me what will make you happy. I’ll do it without question.”
“James, I need an heir!” she blurted out, and dropped her head in her hands.
And now, the continuing saga of Driven Lust as it continues in Driven Closer.
Chapter 1
“Damn it Ying!” James seethed, “You have to get dressed!” frustrated at the seemingly unconcerned Oriental. It wasn’t often you’d find James swearing but this was a special occasion for him.
“I am dressed!” she argued, showing off her black leather gloves with tassels running up to her elbows and the knee-high, black leather, high-heeled boots.
“Boobs and privates covered!” he demanded, almost shrieking at her. “My parents will be here any minute!” he tried desperately to explain. Ever since she became his charge, she has fought him tooth and nail when she had to dress. This time was certainly no different.
The Asian China doll stomped her foot and stormed off into the walk-in closet. He rolled his eyes at her dramatic exit and looked at his second charge, “Well, at least you’re dressed Nikki.” he sighed, looking over the dark Samoan girl with hair down to her ass, sporting a halter top and short shorts.
“Yes master” she replied, standing in her “inspection” stance.
Nikki was much more compliant than Ying. Somehow, she had become Ying’s charge while he was Ying’s master. Or, he was Ying’s master and Ying was her master. Or, supposedly, he was the master of both with Ying being number one slave while Nikki was number two. Whatever the crazy fantasy was, James only knew he was deep in the middle of it.
Ying’s petite form came strolling out of the closet, seeming to walk a model’s runway.
“What the… Ying!” James wailed, astonished at the girl wearing a clear plastic dry cleaning bag with holes poked through for her head and arms.
Her cheesy smile as she paraded around him while Nikki busted out laughing eased the tension in the room.
“Alright, alright” he relented, “that was funny.” he had to admit, watching the plastic cling to her breasts and rump. “But Mom and Dad are probably here already, and we need to get upstairs.” and punctuated his words with a slap on her plastic-covered ass while pointing her in the closet’s direction.
Ying scurried back into the closet while James gathered his wallet, cell phone, and entry card. Pondering his circumstances, he realized that there were men in this world that begged women to take their clothes off. And, not every man got his plea granted either. But he would have to be the one guy on this planet that had to beg a girl to put her damn clothes on. ‘How messed up is that?’
Sure enough, the phone rang with one of the security guards, Jesse, on the line alerting him to his parent’s arrival. He was one of the latest security guards hired to protect Cathleen. It was one of the best investments they ever made, according to the heiress. James agreed whole-heartedly with that assessment.
His parents were spending the weekend with them and he had an important announcement to make. The mere fact that they would be around the lifestyle he’d adopted was more than enough to make him stress out. The icing on this creation of his was the announcement. He really had no clue what their reaction was going to be.
Ying reappeared wearing a black tube top and a matching mini. How she knew the difference between the two baffled James as he studied the matching wide black cloth bands around her. But, now wasn’t the time to contemplate it so he shook his head to focus on getting upstairs.
Herding the two out the door, he urged them to hurry. He knocked on Lisa’s door to tell her that his parents had arrived. He wanted his close friends present when he made the announcement. With others there, maybe his parents wouldn’t be too critical of him.
“I’m busy!” her muffled voice replied.
Busy or not, she promised to help him with his endeavor, “Come on Lisa, they’re here.” he informed her through the door.
The door cracked open and she eyed James, “Who’s here?” she asked, obviously in disarray.
“My parents, remember?” he reminded her.
“Oh shit!” she gasped, “I totally forgot!”
Frustrated, James jerked the door from her hands and opened it wide. His best friend since grade school, Mike Goodman, was on all fours atop Lisa’s bed. The redheaded Jen, his charge, was apparently servicing his backside. Lisa’s charge, the pint-sized hulk, Link, was happily pounding away on Jen from behind.
“Jesus Christ!” James swore, finding the sight unbelievable. “You clowns need to get your asses upstairs now!”
“Oops!” Mike yelped; giving James the “deer in the headlights” stare.
“Master” Ying piped in, “If they go naked then I do too.” and crossed her arms, daring him to say different.
Lisa pointed her nipples at James and said, “I am so sorry!” and then, turned and headed to the group to get them motivated, it seemed.
“Nobody is going upstairs naked!” James declared, “It’s against the rules for one thing” and bent down to glare in the eyes of his Asian, “and my parents are here!” he seethed between his teeth.
Ying couldn’t figure out why that was such a big deal to her master. Why, she could easily remedy that situation for him. “It okay” she quipped, “they can be naked too.”
His right eye ticked from her logic. He wasn’t about to explain to the girl that it would be a sight he would want to avoid at all cost. If she wasn’t so innocent about it, he’d have thought she was just taunting him. But he knew better. It wasn’t possible for him to see the world through her eyes and that fact alone has humbled him.
“Ying, not everyone wants to be nude.” he sighed, “And not everyone wants to see nude people.” and turned towards the open door to see Lisa spreading in front of Mike. “Oh no” he interrupted, “five minutes; that’s about enough time to throw some clothes on and get upstairs.”
“Damn James” Lisa protested, “It’s just a quickie!”
He shook his head at that bold-faced lie, “You can have all the quickies you want later.” he promised, “Come on, all of you promised to help me out.” and turned back to his girls. “Head for the elevator.” ushering them on. “Five minutes!” he called behind him, and followed his charges down the hallway.
Stepping in to the elevator, James looked the girls over once more. Nikki had let a string on her halter top fall over her shoulders so he pulled it back up for her. She looked good and healthy. No blemishes and no embarrassing body parts showing. They had to be in top physical shape or his mother would be all over him for it. No matter how old you are, mother always knows best and she strived to prove it any way she could.
The florescent light of the elevator lit Ying up as the silver threads woven into her black tubes reflected back at him. But two more pinpoints of light caught his eye as they seemed much brighter than the threads. Looking intently, he could make out the oval shape of her breasts through the thin material. Even worse, the padlocks of her nipple piercings were like a beacon just calling for attention.
“Ying!” he gasped, “I can see right through your clothes!”
She looked where he did and saw the blessings of nature through the opaque fabric. With a shrug of her shoulders she replied, “So, what you want?” and furrowed her eyebrows, “I got no time!”
He simmered where he stood knowing that there wasn’t a darn thing he could do about it now. Instead, he had to focus on the task ahead and hope nobody noticed.
“Alright… alright” he started, preparing to give his best behavior speech, “It is very important to me that my parents have a good visit. I need you two to make sure that they are happy.” he instructed, looking each in the eyes. “Because, if they aren’t happy, then I’m not going to be happy, understand?”
It would be just like the happy-go-lucky Ying to jump in on that, of course. She bobbed her head to the beat as she sang, “Because a happy master is a happy me!”
Which opened the way for Nikki to sing her part, “And a happy Ying is a happy me!”
So James relented, knowing the rest of this tune, and joined the two in finishing it with, “And that makes us a happy three!”
The elevator ended their rhyme with a ding and the doors opened up. James compared that to a starter pistol as both girls bolted out of the kitchen and were sprinting down the hallway by the time he got through the kitchen door.
Isaac had a load of suitcases in his arms and stood against the wall so the girls could get by. They displayed more energy than the complacent butler was used to and he watched each in awe as they whizzed past. It was James’ turn to shrug his shoulders as he passed him. Muttering “Ouchie wa wa”, Isaac turned to continue his path down the hallway.
James rounded the corner in time to see Ying’s leap in the air and the perfect catch by his father. Nikki went for his mother Loretta and started commenting on her new hairstyle and clothes.
“Good to see you two, how are you guys?” James’ father, Jim, asked.
James stepped closer as both girls sounded out; “We’re great!” reminding him of a commercial somewhere. Ying had her legs wrapped around his dad and he saw her mini scrunch up to her waist. Hiding his efforts, he tugged it back down over her ass. If there was one thing he didn’t want his parents to see, it would be the butt plug Ying constantly wore back there.
“Has my son been treating you well?” Loretta asked, confirming James’ expectation of her motherly concerns.
“He’s great too!” Nikki chirped.
Ying, however, wasn’t as enthusiastic and sighed, “He do us okay.”
James wasn’t giving them a chance to go any further, “Come on mom, you know I take good care of the girls.” He defended, knowing Ying would complain about wearing clothes.
“Uh huh, like you did your dog I bet!” she smirked, as if he neglected it all the time.
“I took good care of Barney!” he defended, knowing good and well that dog was treated better than some humans.
“Oh, like feeding him?” she reminded her son.
“I forgot one time!” he protested, amazed at her memory.
“Well, we don’t need that to happen to the girls now do we?” she sneered.
“I was ten!” he argued, and received a shake of his father’s head to let it go.
Women never let anything go themselves. They can bring up things from the past even you don’t remember. And then, when you least expect it, ‘POW’ right in the ole ego.
Cathleen stepped into the foyer, relieving James of his confrontation. “Ah, so glad you made it.” she cooed, leaning in to receive a kiss on the cheek from his father.
He let Ying slide down to stand behind him, leaving a wet spot on his side. James rolled his eyes at the sight of it, praying for a speedy air dry.
“Do come to the parlor.” Cathleen invited, leaning in to his mother for a cheeky kiss.
The group followed her and took seats in the same room James was led to on his recruitment several months ago. That same apprehension gripped James now as it did on his first day at the mansion. After telling his parents about his sex servants then, he could only hope this next bit of news would go just as smoothly as the last time.
His parents took the couch with Ying at Jim’s side and Nikki at Loretta’s side. James and Cathleen took the love seat in front of them.
Ying started the conversation with, “What you think?” directing her question to Jim, displaying the tassels on her black gloves.
Jim looked at the China girl by his side, “Those are very nice Ying.” he assured her, simply amazed every time he looked at her beauty. How his son seemed to have all the luck in the world baffled him. “You look great.” he complimented.
“I got new nails!” Nikki offered, displaying them in front of Loretta.
She looked at a manicure she had never seen before. The nails had fishnet stocking designs. Even the middle finger had a white bow painted off to one side. “Those are absolutely beautiful, Nikki.” she replied in awe. “Who does your nails?”
“That would be me!” Lisa interrupted, breezing into the room. The rest of the gang followed behind her.
A round of greetings ensued as each took turns in welcoming Jim and Loretta to the estate. Mike and Lisa drug chairs over to form a circle leaving Link and Jen to find seats of their own seat. Link opted to settle in on the couch, coming between Jim and Loretta. Jen sat on Jim’s lap.
The topic went from nail polish and how to apply them to gloves and where to buy them. It seemed everyone had an opinion on the mansion and the plans Cathleen had in mind as well. It turned serious when her safety was addressed. Jim was somewhat of a knowledgeable source on security and served in the military, developing his training there.
Loretta changed the conversation after that discussion, “So, what is the big surprise James?” she asked, “We’ve been dying to hear your news.” re-adjusting Link’s hand on her knee.
“Yes” Jim added, “It must be important to bring us here.” moving Jen off of his manhood. The innocent girl had no idea where she sat, he thought.
James sighed at the question, realizing it was time to let the proverbial cat out of the bag. “Well, I first wanted to say that I am enjoying my new job here at the Spencer mansion.” he started.
His mother waved him off, “We can see that James.” she huffed, “Tell us something we don’t know.” somewhat teasingly.
He cleared his throat and contemplated his next words. “I have made a proposal to Miss Spencer” he explained, hoping to ease them into it, “and she has accepted.” squeezing her hand.
“Proposal” Loretta asked, “What, like a contract?” and knew as the words came out how that wouldn’t be the case.
James looked at Cathleen and she gave him a reassuring nod. “Actually” he replied, looking back at his parents, “I’ve asked her to marry me.”