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here preparing other girls for the same. I felt an ache for the girl as she left the room in the same white lingerie I w

ing given as a gift to the Dom. Either way, I am doomed for hell but maybe there was th

at does it matter? But I was too scared to think about that. My irritation rose as I heard Alex's voice laced with smug "While you dress her up feel free to share some tips, you too have creamed his sheets." He said to Mabel with a smirk implying that she had slept with Dom. "What can I say, he always has the eyes for my most precious ones" he gave me a once over with a wink. "Trust me the tremble in her walk the next morning proved that she got to know hi

ssed in a long white gown and she spoke in a low graceful voice. Too modest for someone whose job is to dress whores, but guess that the picture they portray, like the white in this room, hypocrites, I mentally rolled my eyes. "You look too innocent to get t

ed a George Clooney sitting in a grey suit in some Upper East Side buildings. I mean he rules the underworld he can't be younger. But right now more than his age, I am scared of how long I am alive considering his impatient temper. I wanted to ask Mabel if he was actually

s sensual without revealing too much. It ends just above my knees paired with blood red pumps which I think are 6 inches because they started killing my feet as soon as I wore them, she straightened my ha

Though, I do look beautiful but yet empty. The girl staring back at me has empty eyes and a broken soul. Long gone th

ring that dress off and fuck your sexy ass right here my dove". His cheap and poisonous words tore the silence of the room. I rolled my eyes with utmost disgust. He acknowledged my eye roll with his irritating laug

and I could still see and still hear the echo of laughter on a Sunday morning, Dad joking around, Mom complaining over my tantrums over breakfast cereals, my little weirdo playing with his basketball. Every step that I take towards Alex and away from that m

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