𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐋𝐅

𝐘—𝐘𝐨𝐮... 𝐲𝐨𝐮... 𝐲𝐨𝐮... 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩! 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐞! 𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐠𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐜𝐲? 𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐢𝐭!

😑 Hardworking? I don’t even know what a “strategic investment department” does.

Ah. So that’s what he was smelling.

“H-Huh?” It takes a moment to register what he’s asking. Doppo stares dumbly, at cold eyes shielded by shades. His hand twitches, entertaining the thought to shove the man’s shoe away only for a moment. “I’ve never done any of that...” Did he look like the type to?

I'll ride your dick while tugging on your leash if you do.

"Gnngh.." His dick's half hard from barely any touch. "C-Call me Doppo... I work at a medical equipment company... I like to drink after work and sleep and I hate overtime. Too tired to do anything else. That's about it." In other words, a 𝑡𝑜𝑡𝑎𝑙 𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑒𝑟.

💢... Doppo's breath hitches, tilting his head as his balls are nudged and lifted by the edge of Skott's shoe. He hates how much his dick twitches to life from the touch. "You didn't tell me to shower..." He mumbles, face red and defensive. ...Not that he would of bothered.

Tch. This guy's cocky demeanor was pissing his off. Like the rich business types he had to deal with every day. Annoying, but familiar. As reluctant as he was, he felt weirdly in his element. He moved in front of him, his nude body on total display to be used how Skott saw fit.

Doppo should of heard "worse" and left, but was 𝑚𝑢𝑐ℎ more interested in the words "more money". His hand lingered on the waistband before yanking his underwear down, now fully nude with his sizable cock and sagging balls on display. "L-Let's just get started." He huffed.

"R-Right. Of course." No introduction, huh? Guess it was time to get to it. He steps in front of him and undresses; its definitely the same ass from the video. He doesn't really make much of a show of stripping, but the desperation and pathetic aura is nearly tangible...