Make her beg (+control)
12. You can be convinced, she’s a professional after all
You pause and look her up and down. She’s just in a pair of booty shorts and a tank top. You can tell there’s nothing underneath. A floral tattoo climbs one arm and her collar bone. You can tell she’s had two kids, but she’s in reasonably good shape.
“What are you gonna give me to let you stay, Amanda?”
“Come on, you know what I mean, we can… find an arrangement.”
“I’m afraid I don’t know what you mean.” You keep your voice calm and even, you want to see what she’ll offer.
“You can fuck me if you let us stay. Whenever you want. Bareback too. Just let me keep the room.”
“Rent and 20% of your earnings. I’ll be checking the cameras going forward.”
“Fine. 20%, you can fuck me any time–”
“Bareback.”
“--bareback, and you let me stay.”
“Get on the bed.”
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