Disclaimer: Long read with some sexual content.
“Oh god, what did I do?” she screamed.Continue reading “Ghost from the past”
“Vanessa, you have an appointment with Mr. Red shoes. Information is on the fax machine.”
He was his usual Monday self. Cheerful and full of life. Who am I kidding? The Man has the personality of dry toast. He did run a tight office, though. He knew how to get the girl’s appointments and make sure the client was always happy. I will give him that much credit. I grabbed the paper on my way to the lounge. There was nothing that stood out in the requirements he had for today. Red shoes, red dress, hair in a bun, and arrive at 8 pm—nothing to curl my toes or make me jump for joy. My crush was long over for this Man.Continue reading “Red light”
Can you fall in love with the pain? Will the hands of another be the only love you’ve ever known? When you feel the first strike on your flesh, you will see the addiction has consumed what’s left of your soul. Yes!Continue reading “In the beginning”
||This is a escort telling a client a bedtime story. Everyone is over the age of 18||
“Gypsy, your Daddy wants you to come over and tell him another goodnight story. How the fuck do you get away without even fucking this one?” Dave asked.Continue reading “Diary: Naughty Daddy”