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The Escort And The Dirty Substitute - Chapter 2this story is part of the FanClub (fm:male domination, 9399 words) [2/2] show all parts

Author: Dancing_Doll Picture in profile
Added: Jul 13 2010Views / Reads: 1901 / 1665 [88%]Part vote: 9.89 (28 votes)
Alison struggles with guilt and desire, after exploring the darker side of her sexuality as an escort, but she can't resist one more party!
 


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I can still remember the empty echo of my stiletto heels, clicking against the marble floors as I rushed out of the Hazelton Hotel. I felt filthy. I didn't dare look at the impeccably groomed doorman as he nodded to me while I hurried past him.

"Have a good evening Miss," he said in his well-mannered way.

He was oblivious to the debased scene I had just left in Room 2412 as I had successfully turned my first trick as a high-class escort. Yet, why didn't I feel "high class" at all in that moment? My body ached; my pussy and ass, and mouth felt raw from all the dirty abuse I had reluctantly submitted myself to with Conrad and his kinky wife Tamara. I had walked into that beautifully expensive hotel room suite as a curious college student, but their initiation had left me feeling like an entirely different kind of Alison as I crossed the dark street and hailed a cab.

My mind was filled with images of the intensity of his eyes as he had ravaged every orifice of my body, transforming me into a living fuck doll to satisfy both his desires as well as the voyeuristic kinks of his socialite wife. I could still feel his hands digging into my flesh, his fingers thrusting into my pussy, his cock throbbing in my ass as he had pounded me over and over again. I blurted out my home address to the bored cab driver and settled back against the dirty leather seats to stare out the window and relive every moment. Why had this turned me ...

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