Sofie spent the last two weeks wrecking her brain about how to get the YubiKey. Sleeping with Philip was out of the question. The small taste she had of him told her that this man would be very hard to forget. An intoxicating combination of Mentalist and Courtesan. And given that she would never be able to afford his services again, she'd rather not have him ruin future real-life relationships as well.
"Philip is coming downstairs to pick you up." the receptionist beamed.
It was a different girl this time. Sofie hoped that it was simply because this appointment was a lunch time slot, and not because the previous one got fired after Sofie's trickery.
"Thank you."
This time, Sofie did not feel nervous. This time, she had an elaborate plan for how to get the YubiKey.
Stealing the key would have been the most straightforward solution. But Club Elandra was like Fort Knocks. Located on a sprawling estate in the English countryside; patrolled fences and security cameras everywhere. Getting near it without an appointment was impossible; for her anyways, and involving other people introduced a layer of uncertainty she wasn't prepared to risk.
She might have been able to snatch the key while inside as a guest. But during her previous visits, he had never left her side, escorting her in and out and not even needing a toilet break. Of course, she could spike his drink with a laxative or narcotic, but there was likely a panic button in the room. Feeling that something was wrong he could press it and the place would be crawling with security.
No, it would have to be a trade. Just like the one he was willing to do already. All she needed to find was another bargaining chip.
Waiting in the lobby, Sofie heard Philip's footsteps echo down the hall. She could not help but feel excitement rise. She was looking forward to seeing him again, no matter the circumstances.
She had spent a lot of time thinking about him. Trying to come up with a new bargaining chip. But it was difficult. She knew virtually nothing about the man. Two nights of conversations had given her little insight into him personally; what really motivated him or was important to him. Just a vague sense that under all the luxury and sexual confidence, there might be a person doing the right thing. Who sensed the danger and was prepared to stop it. But all she knew for certain was that he felt protective of his clients, at least some of them. This was when she realized that finding out which ones he cared about was the way to securing the bargaining chip she needed.
Her plan was illegal, morally dubious, and likely gut-wrenching, but tonight she would install hidden cameras in the room of the world's most infamous escort.
"Miss Carter, welcome to your third visit."
His smile was charming and easy but there was something in his eyes that acknowledged that this was her last visit.
"Great to be back.", she said; this time meant it.
This time she was immune to the electricity that already reverberated through her body. To the urge of staring at his handsome features, touching his body, stealing another kiss. This time she was in control.
As they arrived in his bedroom suite, he said "I have to admit that I was surprised to see your name as an in-room visit. After last time, I thought you would choose to meet at one of our other facilities."
Sofie had indeed considered that. Visiting the facility's restaurant with staff whirling around them would have been easier on her self-control, which was constantly stretched to the limit by him. But more importantly, it would have provided the opportunity to install the cameras unseen.
Sitting in the restaurant, his room would have been empty. She could have excused herself, snug up to his room to position the cameras. But walking down the seemingly empty hallways, Sofie had noticed the security camera, watching their every move. She would have never made it to his room undetected.
Instead she had a different plan for convincing him to leave the room, using a pretence on his wavelength.
"I decided to try again. Last time, I wasn't quite there yet. Not turned on enough. Otherwise, I would not have been able to just walk out, wouldn't you agree?"
It was a challenge, a dare and seeing the fire in his eyes, she knew the game was back on.
"Well. It certainly has been a first for me." he said with a broad gin. "I am glad you give me another chance to 'get you there'."
He started reaching out for her, when she held up a hand to stop him.
"I am way ahead of you. I brought a vibrator."
"Ok..." It sounded more like a question than agreement.
She could see that his professional pride was hurt. That needing a vibrator to stimulate herself was not how he expected her to react to him.
"The vibrator is not for me..." she said, pulling out a voluminous box from her bag.
A mischievous twinkle came into his eyes.
"Oh, I'm up for that."
He took the box and started to read the description.
"The Spaceship Pulse 2000 is a small vibration toy, hugging him in all the right places. Designed to enhance solo flights or couples' playtime by ..."
"Stop."
"It was your idea...." he said with a mock complaint before softening his tone, "No need to be embarrassed, though you do look awfully cute with your flushed cheeks."
"I want you to wear it under your clothes. While we talk. And I hold the remote control."
He paused, taking in the sharpness in her command. She did not look embarrassed after all, he decided. She looked… turned on.
"I would not have placed you as a sadist, dear Miss Carter."
She lifted her chin defiantly and stood her ground.
"Fine then. I accept your challenge. Let's see who will melt with desire first, tonight.
Relief flooded Sofie as he headed to the bathroom to put on the device. Her plan had worked. As soon as the door closed behind him she jumped to action.
She brought two cameras, barely larger than a button; perfect for blending into the busy room decor. They were state-of-the-art lenses and microphones with mobile network connectivity to send information even from a remote location like this. They had tentacle-like cords to wrap around the power cable of another electronic appliance; keeping them running indefinitely.
Her heart felt like a war-drum, almost jumping out of her chest as she placed the first camera on the built-in shelf unit facing the couch area. With shaking hands she wrapped its tentacle around the stereo's power cable. It was the higher resolution camera of the two and would be able to record the whole room and zoom into the secret conversations at the seating area. Stepping back she evaluated her work. Perfect! The camera was hardly visible even when knowing exactly where it was.
A sudden buzzing sound from the bathroom startled her. Philip must be testing out the gadget, and she could hear the vibrations through a closed door. That thing is powerful. She almost felt sorry for him, handing over the remote to her. A damp hotness spread between her legs, before she could remind herself that all of this was only to get him out of the room. She would not even switch it on. She would make a remark how embarrassed she felt and leave. That was believable, he had already commented about it himself.
But the buzz also reminded her how little time was left to install the second camera, he probably was already putting his clothes back on. Quietly she padded to the entrance area and placed the second camera facing the door. Its lower resolution was sufficient for recording who came through here. And the hallway table, with a single table light, was almost too convenient as the disguise and power supply.
She had barely wrapped the tentacle around the power cable when the bathroom door opened. Sofie wheeled around, carefully hiding how startled she was.
"You are not sneaking out on me? Not after you made me put this thing on for you?"
"Why would I? Hand me the remote."
She said, deciding that offence was the best defence.
"Yes, Ma'am. Shall we sit?"
The little black remote control had suddenly a curious weight to it. Its temptation felt heavy in her hand. Forgotten her plans to leave. Her fingers itched to press the button. To see his arousal grow. To make the infamous escort squirm for her. To watch him find his release. All from a safe distance and in perfect control of the situation.