The Price
Does pride come before a fall?
I had agreed to this. Why? I’m a slut, an exhibitionist, that’s why. Very few know my secret, but he caught me out. My high-profile career is on the line. Now I’m buying his silence. I’m paying the price. His price. A slave auction, with only one exhibit. Me. In the spotlight, one small tug and the robe falls to reveal my naked, oiled body. He turns me around slowly for all to view; large, full breasts, erect dark nipples...