Chapter Twelve: Another Play Day Work Day at Our Studio. I arrive at my studio dressed for another day of fun and exciting dominatrix work. I park my "Plum Crazy Girl." step out in my red leather thigh high boots over my black sheer pantyhose. On my feminine looking body is a red leather form fitted mini dress with loose pleated, A-line skirt barely coverin...
The senior student raced home and let himself into the house (his parents and older sister were at work). He changed into a polo and lightweight pants, clean socks and loafers and jumped back on his bicycle and rode to the Parkside Motel. Unit twelve she'd said and it had been left unlocked. Rick Brown took his bicycle inside and shut the door and turned o...
Author's Note: Thank you for clicking on my story! I hope you enjoy it, but before you begin I wanted to mention one thing. This story involves people participating in sex work but in a VERY lighthearted way. I do not know much of anything on this topic and I did not intend on writing a story that tried to accurately portray this lifestyle. Everyone has a...
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