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the girls my age.”
“Did you go on dates with them? Socialize outside of school?”
“Not much; I didn’t really have time. I went to private school until 1:00, worked on my companies until at least seven or eight, often later, and took some college classes here and there when I could. I was learning how to manage employees, the ins and outs of corporate law, how to handle attorneys and accountants so they remembered I ran the show and they worked for me.” He shook his head. “Other than a handful of friends my age I had more in common with adults than other teens.”
No wonder he couldn’t make small talk. He was used to having conversations that matter and not the frivolous chatter of most first dates. Most teens like to feign importance but Travis wasn’t given the chance to pretend , he’d gone straight to the deep end and swam with the sharks. “You grew up awfully fast, didn’t you? You were cheated out of your childhood.”
“I’d do it again if given the choice. I accomplished more by sixteen than most people do in a lifetime. It wasn’t easy, but it was challenging, and thrilling, and I loved it.”
“Why’d you have yourself emancipated? It looks like the gossip sites tried to say you and your parents were at odds, but they denied it.”
“No such drama , it allowed me to sign legally binding contracts. Before, an adult with no conflict of interest had to sign them on my behalf. My dad did it at first, and then I hired someone, but one of the sales was later contested because, technically, hiring my representative wasn’t kosher.” His fingers trailed through her hair, smoothing it away from her face. “Having a judge legally declare me an adult was the simplest way to deal with it.”
She looked up. “Not very sexy but it makes sense.” She grinned, feeling a little mischievous. “When are you going to get to the good parts?”
He took a deep breath, as if preparing for something difficult. “I often had meetings with other businessmen and tech people, and one of them took me under his wing a few months after I turned 16. He owned various computer component manufacturing plants in China and at the time we were designing a new kind of memory chip, as a joint effort.” Travis took another fortifying breath and plunged ahead. “He hadn’t lost his virginity until 23 and didn’t want to see me suffer the same fate.”
Cara rubbed his back, feeling as if he needed moral support to finish his story. He kissed the top of her head and continued.
“He arranged for a prostitute in Maryland, right outside DC, because he found one who catered to politicians, to be sure she wouldn’t go to the tabloids. Also, age of consent in Maryland is 16 so I was legal there; as emancipation doesn’t change age of consent laws for sex, and it doesn’t let you buy alcohol or get into bars.” He sighed, his voice turning soft and sad, maybe even ashamed, as he added, “But, I was too rough with her and we had to pay her off to keep her from pressing assault charges. Her fees were a thousand dollars for two hours, but I paid her six grand after only thirty minutes because I thought whore meant I could do whatever I wanted.”
He shook his head and she rubbed his back in what she hoped was a show of support. She was a little horrified at his admission, but this had been ten years ago and he obviously felt bad about it. She’d hear him out and hope it got better.
“Eventually, I found someone who provided me the types of women I wanted — call girls who could be paid to let you hurt them, professional submissives and masochists. But even those women expect you to know how to hurt them safely so you don’t cause damage. I paid someone to teach me how to spank, whip, and flog correctly. And...more. Luckily, a well-known Dom took me under his wing and mentored me, taught me how to control the...”
He stopped abruptly and rushed into his next sentence. “I wasn’t paying him, so I couldn’t
“Did you go on dates with them? Socialize outside of school?”
“Not much; I didn’t really have time. I went to private school until 1:00, worked on my companies until at least seven or eight, often later, and took some college classes here and there when I could. I was learning how to manage employees, the ins and outs of corporate law, how to handle attorneys and accountants so they remembered I ran the show and they worked for me.” He shook his head. “Other than a handful of friends my age I had more in common with adults than other teens.”
No wonder he couldn’t make small talk. He was used to having conversations that matter and not the frivolous chatter of most first dates. Most teens like to feign importance but Travis wasn’t given the chance to pretend , he’d gone straight to the deep end and swam with the sharks. “You grew up awfully fast, didn’t you? You were cheated out of your childhood.”
“I’d do it again if given the choice. I accomplished more by sixteen than most people do in a lifetime. It wasn’t easy, but it was challenging, and thrilling, and I loved it.”
“Why’d you have yourself emancipated? It looks like the gossip sites tried to say you and your parents were at odds, but they denied it.”
“No such drama , it allowed me to sign legally binding contracts. Before, an adult with no conflict of interest had to sign them on my behalf. My dad did it at first, and then I hired someone, but one of the sales was later contested because, technically, hiring my representative wasn’t kosher.” His fingers trailed through her hair, smoothing it away from her face. “Having a judge legally declare me an adult was the simplest way to deal with it.”
She looked up. “Not very sexy but it makes sense.” She grinned, feeling a little mischievous. “When are you going to get to the good parts?”
He took a deep breath, as if preparing for something difficult. “I often had meetings with other businessmen and tech people, and one of them took me under his wing a few months after I turned 16. He owned various computer component manufacturing plants in China and at the time we were designing a new kind of memory chip, as a joint effort.” Travis took another fortifying breath and plunged ahead. “He hadn’t lost his virginity until 23 and didn’t want to see me suffer the same fate.”
Cara rubbed his back, feeling as if he needed moral support to finish his story. He kissed the top of her head and continued.
“He arranged for a prostitute in Maryland, right outside DC, because he found one who catered to politicians, to be sure she wouldn’t go to the tabloids. Also, age of consent in Maryland is 16 so I was legal there; as emancipation doesn’t change age of consent laws for sex, and it doesn’t let you buy alcohol or get into bars.” He sighed, his voice turning soft and sad, maybe even ashamed, as he added, “But, I was too rough with her and we had to pay her off to keep her from pressing assault charges. Her fees were a thousand dollars for two hours, but I paid her six grand after only thirty minutes because I thought whore meant I could do whatever I wanted.”
He shook his head and she rubbed his back in what she hoped was a show of support. She was a little horrified at his admission, but this had been ten years ago and he obviously felt bad about it. She’d hear him out and hope it got better.
“Eventually, I found someone who provided me the types of women I wanted — call girls who could be paid to let you hurt them, professional submissives and masochists. But even those women expect you to know how to hurt them safely so you don’t cause damage. I paid someone to teach me how to spank, whip, and flog correctly. And...more. Luckily, a well-known Dom took me under his wing and mentored me, taught me how to control the...”
He stopped abruptly and rushed into his next sentence. “I wasn’t paying him, so I couldn’t
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