Chasing Me Chasing You

An uncollared submissive struggling through depression, motherhood, and the constant craving of her next orgasm.


Sir: Your coffee is burning my hand.

Vanilla Guy Friend: See, he hurts himself for you.

I crack a smile, thank Sir for my mocha, and turn around quickly so I don’t snort.


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