A Dominatrix House Call

By Nobody’s Angel As he had suggested, she parked the bright red Monte Carlo on the side street two blocks away.  She scanned the neighborhood, taking note of the run-down homes and shabby vehicles in the driveways.  Lifting the cover of her console, she removed and unlocked the pepper spray canister she kept there. Her 5″ stilettos tapped a staccato tune on the uneven slate […]

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