dark hair, pale skin

Pictures **** your eyes as you look at prices and frown at your bank account. Your modest savings are no match for the prices you see under blondes, brunettes and even a vixen with bright blue hair. A category list catches your eye: dom, sub, switch, pain, pleasure, whips and chains, doubles. Something simple, you think. If this works out and you ever have the cash, there is always the possibility of becoming a return customer. Sweetness. A subcategory when you click the sub link.

Pictures of the girl next door fill your computer screen. A blonde with braided pigtails looks at you. Your eyes slip over her, a brunette blowing a bubble with hot pink chewing gum and a round faced girl with a short bob. Pale skin and raven hair catch your eye, a sweet little face and a price to match. You enter your bank account number and pray the two days until her arrival will pass quickly.

You hurry home on the day that you were told she would arrive not expecting to see someone waiting for you in the lobby of your apartment. But there on a bench is a girl with dark hair pulled back into a ponytail. Jeans and a sweatshirt cover her skin, but you know it’s her. She looks up at you with a soft, sweet smile and asks for your name. You tell her and she hands you a card, your receipt from the company: warranty and full service options for upgrades. She picks up a small suitcase and follows you into the apartment.

She places her suitcase in the middle of the living room as you lock the door.

“What now Master?” she asks in a soft voice that matches everything you expected.