Torin-Shattered: Way Down We Go (Part 1)

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dly, so when Auriella held out the pills in her hand, I took them from her w

ht, he said you have a request," she

e to? You know what h

you do," she quipped, her tone th

it was her job to make sure everything ran smooth within the compound, as we

the girls for a simple eye roll when they

Dad had had, I guess I liked her the most. However, she was still just another in

the president of our Charter; The Sons of Morning Star, and as such, I'

been easy because of it. Many of Dad's ol' ladies had tried playing Mom, or

was, and though I was respected by the members as the club's president's daughter, I was still none

in the back, so ten minutes later with the drugs cruising through my

ly one who worked in this particular room, I'd never voiced the quest

e other private rooms as most of the girls did. Yet, again, I hadn't questioned it, I was j

he man inside. Well, not actually me, but rather my stage persona, Myst

eks ago, I'd sworn I'd never do it again after I'd endured a beating; the guy had damn near

ks, then reaching up, I plumped my boobs in the matching bra-styled top. With a resigned sigh, I pushed a small button on the w

As I did so, my eyes landed on the man in the chair. He sat low in the seat, his legs stretched out before him, ankles crossed. B

out his features, but I could feel his eyes on me as his scent surrounded me, enveloping me within its allure-a mixture of spice and somethin

s back and safe. The runs were always dangerous and some of the guys didn't always make it back

ted so badly, that as a teenager, I'd spent many nights having erotic dreams about him. He was

hatever man paid my dad enough money. I wasn't a whore, but taking off my clothes for total strangers made me feel as though I

o echo about the room, I heard the low, thick ca

time with the pulse beating between my legs. As I stepped forward, I made my way over to