The Secret Ledger

"Go take this to our friend, Katie," Mayor Reggie said kindly, zipping back up his trousers. Katie swallowed his seed, smiling perkily at the older Black mayor, and then taking the letter to Jabo.

The crime lord smiled broadly at her when she entered. She'd quickly earned her way to being her favored pet. He read the letter, then opened a safe. Katie tried to put her best dull countenance, but observed as best she could. 44. That was the last number. She looked away before he could catch her, instead being the best bimbo she could be.

He chatted with her amiably for awhile, before he undid his fly. She was a full-service pet for him. She ate ass. She sucked balls. She kissed every inch of his size 16 feet. She'd fucked him for months without protection, and that'd had its own cost. Life growing inside her belly. She didn't have the heart to tell him, or Peter, or her mother, or anyone. And it killed her that she had to betray him.

She gave him her ass that night, and after he'd filled her backside, he fell into a restful sleep. And then she input the code. 8 ... 13 ... 44. She pulled out what was in the safe. A ledger. Detailing all of the transfers between the crime lord and the mayor. Detailing all the corruption. With a heavy heart, she dressed and left.