Daddy (Kellic)

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Sorry if it is short of the smut isn't very good, I am tired and really don't feel like writting smut so yeah...

Warning: DD/LB, sexual content.

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Kellins POV:

I've always been fascinated by the whole daddy domination and submissive little boy sex play. If is intriguing. Don't get me wrong, I have never wanted to have sexual intercourse with my father, nor have I ever been sexually attracted to young boys. I honestly don't know where this fascination comes from but ever since exploring it with Jesse, an older man I met at a bar for a one night stand, I have been wanting more.

Without thinking about it anymore I called the number on my hand. Jesse said he worked for a prostitution company that specialised in DD/LB/LG and gave me the number.

"Hi, this is Angie from Daddy's play house. How may I help you?" A perky girl said on the other side.

"Hi Angie, um..." I started a little unsure what to say.

"No need to be nervous, sweetie. No one is judging you." She cherped.

"I met Jesse the other day. He wasn't working but we hocked up and he taught me about his speciality. I just um- you ses, he gave me this number, I guess I am just curious..." I trailed off, still unsure of exactly what I want.

"So you want an appointment with Jesse?" Angie asked. I faintly heard typing in the background, probably from her trying to set up an appointment on her computer.

"No. No, I enjoyed Jesse, it's just he isn't really my type." It was kinda true. In all honesty, I prefer someone intimidating but at the same time caring and kind.

"I get that. What kind of person are you looking for?" I paced my room trying to organise my thoughts.

"Well, they have to be the dominant one." I stated. "I am 20 and I guess I want someone older. Not like 50, around 30, maybe?" I was unsure again however soon made a quick decision. "Yeah, around 30."

"Of course, anything else?" Angie questioned.

"Yeah, if you have anyone with long hair that'd be cool." Then I started to get carried away. I was thinking about my dream guy and just couldn't stop myself. "Short too, around 5'6/5'7. Someone that likes it rough. Dirty talk. I like it when people pull my hair, too. And someone that has a good tan." That was when I realised that I had said a little too much and decided to stop. "I- uh- I think that's it." I add quietly at the end.

Angie giggled a little before saying "I have the perfect guy for you; his name is Vic and he is exactly what you just described."

"Great!" I exclaimed, shocked that they actually had someone to match my description

"We actually had a last minute cancellation so he is free tonight if you are interested." She stated.

"Yeah that'd be great." I was so happy right now, you could practically hear my smile in my speach.

"Okay, it will cost $700 for the hour, however, most of Mr. Fuentes clients enjoy the over night treatment, this is $5,000." I walked towards the safe that I keep in one of my kitchen cabinets. I quickly typed in the password and checked the paper at the front.

$20,765

I have had a whole load of cash kept in my safe for eight months now. When my mother died she left me her savings, at the time there was just over $50,000. I spend it as I wish, however, to make sure I never over-spend I always have a note with the exact amount placed at the front. I always keep it updated so I don't do anything to put me in depth.

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