Day is young

Dominque is worried about her situation. Some seconds ago, she confirmed to be a whore for 48 hours. A latex whore. With ballet boots on her feet, cuffs around her ankles and wrists and a collar around her neck.

She knows she is fucked up. She knows that this app will forced her to prostitute herself out the next two days and there is not a single, little chance to avoid her from that.

First things first. A look in the mirror will help her - for sure.

Slowly she stands up and goes to her full body mirror. Ok, wenn. The app is alright. She is damn hot. If she would be still a man, she would fuck herself even if she would need to pay for it.

Slowly she lifts her dress. Of course, the app cares that she is not wearing any underwear. But there is something strange. She lifts her dress even further.

"Fuck!"

There is a tattoo on her under belly. Approximately high enough that a skirt or so wouldn't cover it. And it is very clear what it shall say.