Mommy's Baby boy
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Last published Sat, Jun 16, 2018
Leila wasn't anything her mother expected her to be. She was beautiful, dominant, strong, and more sure of who she was than most people. She couldn't be a submissive. Not because she didn't like submissives and what they stood for but because it just wasn't in her to be one.
When she looked into the MDLB world she found a place where she belonged. She adored the idea of being able to be the source of dominance someone needed.
At her very first auction she met a man by the name of Jason. They have been best friends ever since. Jason will do anything for Leila and knows her like the back of his hand.
After Leila had a submissive who broke her heart she stayed in bed. This did absolutely nothing but disastrous things for her business. Jason was fed up with her being sad so he took her to an auction. That's where she met Justin. "This sweet boy here is Justin. He is 23 and 5'9. Justin loves dino nuggets and strawberry bubble bath. He also has a stuffed elephant named Huggins. He wants cuddles and love and a nice home." . Once Leila made eye contact with Justin he made a whimpering noise and hid his face behind Huggins. "$40,000" a woman to the right called out. Justin looked at Leila pleadingly. "$350,000" Leila challenged standing. Justin clapped and made grabby hands causing Leila to awe and go to get him. The woman sucked in a breath and sat down. "I wish anyone responded to be like that." the woman complained. Leila giggled playing with Justin's cheeks. That was the beginning and this is their story.
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