Writers note: This story does contain quite a lot of smut but also maybe a sensitive topic and slurs used towards women that do sleep around.
As I sit in my dressing room, getting ready for my next performance, I can't help but think about the double life I lead. To the outside world, I am known as Cora, a successful actress with honey blonde curls and an elegant fashion sense. But behind closed doors, I am also known as something else - a prostitute.
I know it may seem odd to some, but this is the life I have chosen for myself. Being a witch, I have always felt a pull towards the darker side of things. And being a prostitute allows me to indulge in my desires without any consequences. Of course, no one knows about my true identity. To the world, I am just another beautiful face in the entertainment industry.
But as I slip into my outfit for the evening, I can feel the familiar excitement building up inside of me. Tonight, I have a few clients lined up, each one ready to pay top dollar for a night with me. And I am more than ready to give them what they want.
As I make my way to the bar, I can feel all eyes on me. Men and women alike can't help but stare at my figure, clad in a tight-fitting dress that shows off my curves. Little do they know, under these clothes, I am wearing sexy lingerie and stockings, ready to be revealed to my clients later.
As I take the stage, the crowd falls silent. I am not just an actress, I am also a singer. And I have always loved the rush of performing in front of a live audience. As I belt out the lyrics to the song, I can feel the energy coursing through me, and I know I am in my element.
But once the show is over, it's time for me to get to work. I make my way to a corner of the bar, where I have arranged to meet my first client. He is a wealthy businessman, looking for some company for the night. And I am more than happy to oblige.
We make our way to a nearby alleyway, where I know we won't be disturbed. As we stand there, he hands me 80 dollars, the agreed upon price for my services. Without wasting any time, I drop to my knees and begin to work my magic.
I know exactly what my clients want, and I am more than happy to give it to them. I start by teasing him with my tongue, tracing circles around his cock before taking him into my mouth. I can feel him grow harder with each passing second, and I can't help but feel a sense of satisfaction.
As I continue to suck and lick, I can feel his hands gripping my hair, urging me on. And I am more than happy to oblige. I use my hands to stroke him while my mouth does the rest, and before long, he is moaning and groaning in pleasure.
And then, with one last thrust, he reaches his climax, and I eagerly swallow every drop. As I stand up, I can see a look of pure satisfaction on his face. And that is what keeps me going - the knowledge that I have given someone pleasure and fulfilled their desires.
As I make my way back to the bar, I can't help but smile to myself. This is my life, and I wouldn't have it any other way. I may lead a double life, but it's a life that brings me joy and satisfaction. And as long as my clients keep coming back for more, I will continue to play the role of both a successful actress and a seductive witch.
|The next morning |
I had a long night at the bar I think I came home with someone because as I slowly opened my eyes and stretched my body, I could feel a pair of hands on my waist. I was confused and my mind was trying to process what was happening. As my vision cleared, I realized that I was in a bed with a complete stranger. Panic and fear rushed through my body as I tried to make sense of the situation.
As I tried to move away, I felt his hand travel down to my panties. He was playing with me while I was asleep. The realization made me feel sick to my stomach. I quickly pushed him away and sat up, covering myself with the blanket.
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Consequences of my desires
FanfictionMy name is Cora and this is my story. My secrets and desires all have consequences but manage to never get out. I know my ways of keeping things to myself I decide what happens with me or to me no one else.