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Let's break character now, he said as he removed his nipple clips.

Sure, I answered.

You were great, tommie. The best I ever had.

Good, so give me a high recommendation so
I make more money.
And gifts too. I'm a greedy bitch.

You deserve it all he said, dreamy-eyed from sexual satisfaction
and from the liquid courage now coursing through his veins.

Two days later my supervisor handed me a box to take home.

Your submissive client says you scared the living shit out of him
and made him feel more ashamed than he's ever felt.
He loved it. Good work. He also gave you top ratings in
every category, but you knew that already.
I fluttered my eyelashes and with exaggerated coyness
said, “Who, moi? “

You're good, kid, you're good, then he left.

I opened the box.

Fifth of Kentucky bourbon, a full ounce of good weed, an
envelope with $5000 dollars extra money, free
and clear and a cute 18kt butterfly pendant on a substantial gold chain.

He was a regular now and came up with a different fantasy
to play out each time I had him.

The new pendant went directly onto my neck

I packed the rest of the gifts in my large canvas shoulder bag,
went down to the club's parking garage and a driver in casual
clothing drove me home in a perfectly average looking
blue (?) four door sedan.

I loved the big spenders, so did the club.
Less work and more profit for everyone.

Clubs like this are operating right under your nose,
in every city in the world.
Many young g!rls and b0ys are outright slaves held pr!soner
in cleverly disguised brothels.

I was very lucky to hook up with a “respectable”
“Gentleman's club”

My birth defects also made me a very marketable,
premium 'product' in high demand for top dollar.

Like I said, many others are not lucky like I was.

You'd be truly shocked to find out how many clubs were
operating near you, in your neighborhood, out of
private homes serving as “satellites.”

Doctors, judges, bankers frequent these places, totally
protected by the very people sworn to wipe them out.