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Choking Chelsea's Nubile Neck
Choking Chelsea's Nubile Neck
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After a dangerously sexy encounter with her boyfriend, young, naive Chelsea learns that, sometimes, the most pleasure in the world can come from pain. Once she moves to New York City to become an actress, she discovers a cruel world in which one has to do anything, and I mean ANYTHING, to get ahead. WARNING: This 4,500 word story contains blood letting, choking during sex, and audacious anal.
EXCERPT!
As I began to walk to the door, Gus stood in front of it, blocking my path. “Not so fast,” he said, holding his hands up and coming closer to me. “I know you’re new to this business, but you have to have heard of . . . repaying favors?”
I looked at him like a deer in the headlights, but my heart sank. I knew exactly what he meant. “Repaying favors?” I feigned. It didn’t work.
“Yeah, you know. I give you a little something to further your career and you just give me a little something . . . You still don’t get it, do you?”
He pushed me down on the velvet couch and forcefully ripped my top off. At first, I tried to put up a fight, but then I realized that, like with Derek, I was more into letting go of control.
“You ready to repay my favor for you, baby?” He asked as he dove into my breasts. All I could muster was a muffled ‘yes,’ and he continued to motorboat me. I just lay there, smiling, as he continued to take advantage of my body.
EXCERPT!
As I began to walk to the door, Gus stood in front of it, blocking my path. “Not so fast,” he said, holding his hands up and coming closer to me. “I know you’re new to this business, but you have to have heard of . . . repaying favors?”
I looked at him like a deer in the headlights, but my heart sank. I knew exactly what he meant. “Repaying favors?” I feigned. It didn’t work.
“Yeah, you know. I give you a little something to further your career and you just give me a little something . . . You still don’t get it, do you?”
He pushed me down on the velvet couch and forcefully ripped my top off. At first, I tried to put up a fight, but then I realized that, like with Derek, I was more into letting go of control.
“You ready to repay my favor for you, baby?” He asked as he dove into my breasts. All I could muster was a muffled ‘yes,’ and he continued to motorboat me. I just lay there, smiling, as he continued to take advantage of my body.
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