"I… am a sex slave. A person held in servitude as the property of another, completely subservient to a dominating influence. Technically, I suppose "whore" would be a more appropriate term to describe what I am. You see, I have made myself completely available to a man, albeit one man, in exchange for money. This would include but is not limited to, my loyalty, discretion, and the use of my body in every way, shape and form that suits his needs. The irony is that I wasn’t forced into this life. I chose it. Well, I really didn’t have another choice as a better opportunity hadn’t presented itself in time but I chose it all the same time. He didn’t force me. He didn’t seek me out. I hadn’t been kidnapped or brutally beaten into submission. I went willingly……. And I did it all to save a life. My name is Isabella Clarks, and this is my story."
"Why do you have so much lingerie?,"
"Cuz I love to feel sexy when I'm about to be ravished,"
He raised his eyebrows.
"And.. I love to watch hot guys like you take it off of me, mm, it gets me so wet," she says seductively.
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A story in which a boy tutors a girl, and finds many, many lingerie sets in her closet. He asks her about it, and she tells him her kinks.