Nicolas Conde was a tall, attractive man from Spain. From his family's small company, he had created an international conglomerate over the years, based in New York City. It wasn't a straight rise to the top, though. He had allied himself with some disreputable people. He got in so deep, he thought he could never respect himself ever again. But, one evening, he had met a mysterious woman in a sea of vacant socialites: Emi...

BACK IN NY: DINNER WITH HER FRIENDS Everything was still unresolved the next day. Jada put off making a decision about what to do about the fact that her boyfriend’s party was busted up by a group of armed men and then the police. Plus the fact that Ayano somehow had the resources to find her at a random location in a city of over 200,000 people. Had they come to some agreement about that? He promised he’d tell her more....

Chesha Neko Trilogy, Book 1, Part 7: BEGINNING TO THINK HE'S A CRIME LORD by valucia The next day, Jada was still feeling palpably infatuated with Ayano and his performance in the ring. They awoke late morning and took a bath together. “Ayano, does that guy Varujan report to you?” she asked, interrupting his play-by-play recap of the fight. “Varujan’s the bookie…” he said evasively. “I know that. That’s not what I asked,”...

RAZ-NEVA TOURNAMENT July/August 2000, in Romania On the trip back to Bucharest from Monaco, Jada felt somewhat of a shift in the chemistry with Ayano. He had always been chivalrous and attentive, but now there was a sort of guardianship to his demeanor around her. It seemed like he now had to be in physical contact with her in public, in case someone thought she might be single. Jada didn’t know if it was just that they n...

Chesha Neko Trilogy, Book One, Part 5: Monaco/ Raz-neva Tournament By valucia (continued) “I know what I want right now,” Cyana grabbed a vibrator and a butt plug from the pile of toys. “If you want something up your ass, I can help you with that,” Ayano said, taking a long drink from the bottle of champagne. “Jada won’t do anal. You know what she will do?” He walked over to the other side of the bed where the toys were....

Mikhail Ivanovych Artemenko, to most people, was Mischa, a carpenter who lived in Toronto with his extended family. However, in another life, Mischa had been held in a Soviet prison for ten years. His father had been a dissident in Ukraine who moved the family to America, but Mischa had found ways to piss off the KGB in several corners of the earth throughout his life. When he was in prison, he did horrible things to surv...

After about an hour, they all felt satisfied that they had covered the basics, at least, to prevent a legal disaster. The ball was rolling. Jada had a good feeling about Dovydas. All of his advice had been well thought out, practical, and creative. Ayano had walked Dovydas out and returned to his office, where Jada was going over some notes she took. “So, Chesha Neko… are you going to let me see the costume? Can I fuck yo...

WHAT TO DO IN BUCHAREST Ayano’s house in downtown Bucharest had many people coming and going. Jada got reacquainted with Dumitru and Sergei, among others. It seemed that they were taking her repeated presence as an indicator to be friendlier and acknowledge her more. The way he was introduced, she could tell that a Greek guy around her age named Nikos was another key member of Ayano’s company and circle of friends. He had...

LYING ON THE COUCH GETTING SPANKED Soon, Jada was letting Ayano hang out at her apartment. It wasn't as fancy as his, but she had finally put away anything that could give the smallest hint of her Chesha Neko identity by now, so she let him. On a Wednesday night, he was sitting on Jada’s couch. It had been about a month since he arrived in New York. He had been in meetings all day, developing plans for getting rid of impu...

Francisca, also known as Kika, woke up in her partner Misha's bed in rural Vermont. The wind outside was not howling. But, every so often, it would hiss against the window panes to remind her she was better off in bed. Next to her, Mikhail, who everyone called Misha, was still asleep. He was wrapped in the dark flannel sheets and quilt, turned away from her body. The sun shone blankly on the snow outside, providing light...

THE AFFAIR They spent the weekend together, the majority of it in one of their rooms. Jada was having fun playing with the barbell studs in his nipples and she found that he got off on a little bit of pain. They had an adult conversation about birth control and STDs; she was on the pill and got tested twice a year or so. Each said it was unusual for them to have unprotected sex unless it was discussed first. He also was t...

Chesha Neko (Cheh-SHA neh-KO) Jada Versailles was an easy woman to hate. Her hair looked like she got up early to wash, blow-dry, and curl it. Her nails weren’t chipped. Her clothes looked expensive. How could she walk in heels that high all day? She appeared, to most people in New York City, like a beautiful, professional woman of exotic ancestry who had never suffered any hardship in her entire life and never would. Her...