Countless men want her as their sugarbabe or mistress, but she does not want to be tied down to one man. When clients ask for a rimming or to give her...a golden shower, they are amazed when she doesn’t charge more and are astonished when she actually enjoys it. To deal with all her clients, she hires a secretary, who keeps track of all their desires and what she charges them. Her secretary is a body builder and martial arts expert who, when needed, also serves as a bodyguard and lover.She. Sally Bellson, resplendent in a sequin gown, joining him on the dance floor for a number, the band in the background as he spun her in his arms. Sally kicking up long white legs, letting out little grunts as he handled her in his strong arms. In his mind, it was like a 50’s dance number, with all the requisite moves & colors, but with extra details Peyton added the longer he dwelled in his head. Sweaty details, details that would’ve never made it past the censors way back when in the square. She loved to spank her clit especially when her pussy was stuffed and she had something up her ass. Last night she’d returned from s lame happy hour date and out of frustration just gone crazy nasty with her beads, a wine bottle, some duct tape and the hose from her enema bag. Her cunt lips were still swollen and tender from the killer pussy whipping she’d done on herself. Squatting in the bathtub with her beads and a third of the wine bottle up her asshole, she bounced the enema hose of her. She was banging her head on the cross-beam as the hammer came down again. Eyes now closed, she bucked and retched, awful animalistic sounds rasping from her throat and when her eyes opened again, she saw me, her torturer, grinning.Two more blows and it was done, her left wrist pinned forever to the wood, in the same way as her right wrist.My Little Girl looked disbelievingly along the wood to her hands, first to the left and then to the right, fingers now hooked into a claw, the head of the.