Mark had been watching the girl from the mall for weeks. He couldn’t get her out of his mind, with her huge eyes, goth outfits and fake cat ears poking up from her black hair. When he found out she was in financial trouble he did what any nice man would do, he offers her money for sex. Will the young girl give in to his twisted bargain? Will she role play his dirty daughter for him?
Mark had been watching the teenage minx from the mall for weeks. He couldn’t get her out of his mind with her huge eyes, goth outfits and fake cat ears poking up from her black hair. When he found out she was in financial trouble he did what any nice man would do, he offers her money for sex.
Will the young girl give in to his twisted bargain? What about when she learns there is even more to Mark’s offer than meets the eye? Will she be willing to be his little “Rent a Daughter?”
The first in a new series of ebooks about kinky sex and perverse role playing, Rent a Teenage Daughter is sure to please!
Here is a sample:
“Listen Megan, I’m going to the bathroom. While I’m in there I want you to take off your panties and sit on the couch. If I come back and your panties aren’t sitting on my coffee table, then I will take that to mean you don’t want the $1000 and I will make sure you get home. Okay? Negotiation over,” and with that Mark walked to the bathroom and Megan was alone in his living room.
There was a pang of something in his chest when Mark looked at himself in the mirror as he washed his hands. It wasn’t guilt, it was fear. If she left then she would have no reason not to tell someone. At the least he wouldn’t be able to go back to his favorite bookstore. At most he was going to jail.
When he opened the door he could see her just sitting down on the couch again. On the table was a little ball of purple cotton.
Walking closer he saw that the ball wasn’t her panties, but her socks and that she was fumbling with a garter belt. She looked up at him in surprise.
“Um, it’s yes, I mean, I’m just, I couldn’t get my garter belt off. It keeps up my socks.”
There she sat with her panties at her knees, unsure of what to do. Mark looked down at her and then looked down at the panties around her knees and laughed.
“Well, they’re mostly off. I’m going to accept it.”
Kneeling down in front of her, he pushed her legs up so that she was sitting back on the couch with her legs in the air, knees held together by the panties.
He slipped one hand down her firm young thighs, noting how tan she was. Then, as his eyes moved up her thighs, he saw that that tan came to an abrupt stop at her crotch. His fingers slipped across her tan line.