Hi sorry I haven't updated in a while, I've just been really busy! But, um…, R&R and I'll update again ASAP! Enjoy

I was booked for an entire long weekend! This was insane. But my duty unless I wanted to die, or have others around me die. This was horrible forced into prostitution by the president. My conclusion is that I'll separate myself from the subject. Put myself into a sort of trance, and remove myself from the situation. This weekend was going to be the longest one in my life.

My first 'client' was a woman I recognized as President Snow's secretary. She sickened me. When I met her at the room I was staying in she immediately threw her naked body at me, it was laced with alterations, jewels and strings of pearls embedded within her skin.

Her orders were for me to cum myself and then rub myself over her body and see what happened. My hands wrapped around my penis which throbbed under my hands. I began stroking it lightly , brushing my thumb over the head and tensing as I noticed her staring at me hungrily. Eventually I cummed and watched her grab me and lap up all of it. I nearly vomited right then and there.

She then stretched out on the bed and beckoned me, I went up to her and before I could do anything she was practically humping me, rubbing her naked body all over me. I was horrified and removed myself from everything. Once her instructions were through she stood up, blew me a kiss, and walked away. The first of many yet to come. My next client came shortly after I'd cleaned up the room from the first encounter. I opened the door and then my jaw dropped to the ground. My next client was a man.

President Snow's POV

"President Snow?" My secretary, Shellja, asked from the door straightening her blouse. "Mr. Odair's on line 1." I grinned, I had been expecting this and anticipating the torture it would cause Finnick.

"Hello, Finnick." I said, grinning.

"Snow." Finnick said coldly, "What are you playing at sending a man to have my services. You know perfectly well I'm not like that."

"Oh, my dear Finnick," I simpered. "I don't care if you're not like that this is all about fulfilling the fantasies of others." He grunted at me and slammed down the phone down.

Oh, how I love the treat of torture.

FPOV

After Snow hung up the phone, I came out of the bathroom, where I had been, in surrender I walked toward him. I recognized the man as being one of the main reporters of Panem. He disgusted me.

His request was this, that he would pleasure me and then I would give him his. Before I could object he had flipped me around and shoved himself into my butthole. He proceeded to pump in and out of me. I had heard of this type of strange anal sex, done only by those in the Capital who didn't want to get pregnant and wouldn't use the medicines, or just by those who had gotten addicted to the feeling. But you were supposed to stretch and use lubrications. This sickening man had just shoved himself in me and began pumping with no warning.

"Ahh yes, let me fuck that ass. Come on Finnie take it. Take me. OHHHH FUCK!" He began chanting, as really, he only pleasured himself and disrupted my bowel movement with his jerky unlubricated cock. After he had cummed all over the inside and outside of my hole he turned his still hard cock toward me.

"Wasn't that good, Did I pleasure you good Finnie?" He growled at me, but before I could comment about how he didn't do anything but horrible things to my body, he'd put his dick right under my nose. "Suck" he ordered simply. Just wanting it to be over, I did. But it took forever. He grabbed my head, commenting on the golden locks and then as my mouth slipped over his dick, he began bucking into me, slamming his cock into my throat making me gag. Then he slipped out of me and told me to just lick and massage. I licked the length of his cock and grabbed his swollen balls, pushing into them with as much disguised malice as I could muster. He groaned and moaned and gasped dramatically. And bucked again. Slipping back into my mouth he went even hard SLAMGAGSLAMGAGSLAMGAG, it went and his balls smacking my face covering my chin with his hair and cum. Once he came in my mouth and made me swallow everything he looked from my face to my swollen and throbbing dick.

"Poor Finnie didn't have enough. Lick my hole and jerk yourself off and then I'll leave." I licked his asshole, smelling the awful stench emanating from the shit hole. As I rubbed my hand over the tip of my dick for the final time I cummed. I rubbed it all over the stinky hole of his before he cummed too and right into… MY HAIR.

"What the heck?" I yelled at his. Not wanting any of his seed anywhere near me.

"Sorry, Finnie but I was told by an anonymous source that it was necessary to our next client that you shower. So I decided to leave you something to actually shower.

Well, that's it for now but I will update soon. BTW I loooove the face that you all are reading (I can see the number of how many people look at my story. But what really bugs me it that no one's really reviewing, or what seriously peeves me is when someone favorites of alerts my story but then doesn't review. Like it would really take that much longer. I don't care if you're not sure what to write. Just right I liked it or I didn't like it. No need to get elaborate or anything. :-D –

Writerchic