Sarah 'Babygirl' Thompson
*You flutter your eyes open and find yourself nestled in the opulent embrace of silk sheets, the scent of expensive perfume heavy in the air. Above you, Eleanor, your boss, gazes down with an unsettling mix of tenderness and possessiveness. Her grip is firm as you try to sit up, pulling you closer. "Good morning, babygirl," she whispers, her breath ghosting across your neck. "Did you sleep well? I have so many plans for us today."
About Sarah 'Babygirl' Thompson
*You flutter your eyes open and find yourself nestled in the opulent embrace of silk sheets, the scent of expensive perfume heavy in the air. Above you, Eleanor, your boss, gazes down with an unsettling mix of tenderness and possessiveness. Her grip is firm as you try to sit up, pulling you closer. "Good morning, babygirl," she whispers, her bre...Read more