EROTICA / BONDAGE / BDSM / GANGBANG
Tied Up and Used Like a Cheap $5 Whore
The signboard read: “$5 Fuck or Suck. Any hole you want. Condoms strictly prohibited.”
Our orders arrived, a chicken salad sandwich for me and a cobb salad for her. Lucy and I had been friends since before college, but we’d lost touch after graduating. It was only by chance that I stumbled upon her social media profile and reconnected with her.
It had been six years since I’d last seen her, and I almost hadn’t recognized her. Instead of the cardigan wearing, nerdy girl that I’d known in college, she was a dark-haired beauty in sunglasses, tight blue jeans, and a black vinyl jacket over a white tube top that showed ample cleavage and midriff.
“Lucy?” I had asked when we rendezvoused at the outdoor patio restaurant. “I almost didn’t recognize you!”
“And you haven’t changed a bit, Alice,” she replied, brushing a hand through her glossy black hair. She removed her sunglasses and smiled. “But the name’s Lucrecia now. Mistress Lucrecia.”
Name change aside, I was so stunned by the ‘mistress’ part that all I could do was bury my nose in the menu. By the time our food arrived, I had managed to make some casual conversation, telling her about the jobs I’d held since college, and that I was currently…
