Chloe was twenty, a tall, slim blonde with a pretty face and a tight body with firm breasts. She had recently dropped out of university and started a career as an influencer. She visited terraces, cafés and restaurants, filmed TikToks about them, wrote short reviews, and was building a fast-growing YouTube channel. Part of her success came from the content itself, but a lot of it also came from how she looked. She always made sure her figure got noticed in her videos, casually but effectively.
At first she only visited places near home. Once she became a bit better known, she started travelling further. Free dinners became regular. She barely had to do anything for them. Her growing number of followers brought in a solid monthly income, plus sponsors for clothes, shoes and lingerie. Some of her reviews were positive. Others had already destroyed a restaurant’s reputation.
One evening she went to a Sicilian restaurant, hoping to score another free meal as a reviewer and influencer. What she didn’t know was that the chef working there now had previously worked at a place she had completely torn apart two weeks earlier. The moment she walked in, he recognised her. The owner, Luca, already knew she could be dangerous.
Chloe was wearing a tight, sexy dress with a deep neckline. Luca gave her exactly what she wanted: the best food and the best wines. He played along while she finished her meal and filmed a few clips. She did her best to hide how tipsy she was getting.
Near closing time, after the last customers had left, Luca sat down with her and opened another bottle of wine. They drank to the nice evening. While they chatted about her work and his restaurant, the chef slipped out through the back door. Luca had already sent the rest of the staff home. Once the kitchen was cleaned, he was alone with her.
He kept topping up her glass while barely drinking himself. She quickly finished two bottles; he had only two glasses.
Luca leaned forward and looked her straight in the eye.
“Alright, miss. I want a positive piece about my place. I know your secret. What are you offering me to keep quiet?”
Chloe blinked, caught off guard. Stuttering, she offered to write a nice review.
“That’s all.”
He clenched his fist and cracked his knuckles.
“A nice review is useless to me. If that’s all you’ve got, I’ll send your photo to every newspaper. Everyone will know exactly who you are.”
She looked visibly scared.
“No, please… just tell me what you want. I’ll do anything as long as you don’t do that.”
Now he had her exactly where he wanted her.
“Anything, you say? Then I want you to be my whore for the night.”
Her eyes went wide and her face turned red.
“You said anything. So from now until tomorrow morning, you’re at my disposal.”
She had no way out. She agreed. They shook hands.
“Your night starts now,” he said. “Start undressing.”
“Here?” she asked, startled.
Luca took her upstairs to the apartment above the restaurant. It was warm. He poured her another glass of red wine. She stood up, a little unsteady, and began to slowly dance for him. First her dress came off. Underneath she wore a pure white lace bra that held her firm breasts. She sat down, pulled off her sponsored boots, then her skirt. She looked good in the shiny white lingerie set.
Luca gave an approving whistle.
“Leave that on for now. It suits you. Start by getting acquainted with my cock. I want a proper blowjob.”
Chloe walked over to him. He stood up. She pulled his trousers and boxers down and took hold of his cock. It grew hard in her hand. He sat back down and spread his legs. She knelt between them, stroked him slowly, then took him into her mouth. She circled the head with her tongue and took him as deep as she could before pulling back again.
Luca enjoyed it thoroughly and started caressing her breasts through the bra. She unhooked it and let him play with them. He kneaded them gently and pinched her nipples. While she sucked him she couldn’t stop soft, approving moans from escaping.
After a while he told her to stop.
“Okay. Take the rest off and get on one of the tables. Finger yourself.”
She sat on the dining table and stroked herself over her panties while her other hand played with her breasts. Soon she was moaning with real pleasure. He stood up and walked over.
“I want to see your pussy.”
She lifted her hips and pulled the panties down. At the same time Luca finished undressing. They looked at each other, both naked. Her eyes stayed on his thick, dark-haired cock. He took in every detail of her: her firm breasts, the clear lines of her ribs, her pierced navel, her smooth pussy.
“We should be safe… do you have a condom?” she asked.
He turned away and came back a moment later. In the low light she couldn’t tell if he was wearing one. She kept touching herself while he stroked his cock. Suddenly he grabbed her legs, pulled her to the edge of the table and pushed into her in one firm thrust. He stayed still for a second, feeling how warm and wet she was around him. That single thrust, after she had already been working herself up, made her come hard right away.
“Oh God… yes, take me…”
He started with slow thrusts, but Chloe wanted more.
“Fuck me. I’m ready. Fuck me!”
That was the permission he had been waiting for. He sped up.
“Ah… ah… yes… harder… oh… oh…”
Just before she could come again he pulled out.
“Time for the last position.”
He lay down on the couch and pulled her on top of him. She rode him hard, like a cowboy on a wild horse. He thrust up to meet her. They both groaned, completely lost in it.
Suddenly she moaned, “You’re going to make me come…”
He looked up at the slim girl on top of him.
“Yes. You can. You’ve earned it.”
He kept thrusting while sucking on her breasts. Chloe couldn’t hold back any longer and came hard. After her orgasm he pulled out. She sat up on her knees. He stroked his cock and asked,
“What do you want, and where?”
She answered without hesitation:
“Your cum all over my body.”
He came, shooting across her face, her stomach and her breasts. She loved it and rubbed it over her skin.
Afterwards they both got dressed again.
“Now go write that piece,” he said. “And remember — I know who you are and where you live.”
Chloe could only smile. Secretly she had enjoyed being this man’s plaything for the night. Sex with him was definitely no punishment.
