Jack
I couldn’t wait for our girl to take the stage. Mac and I didn’t frequent this club often. It was almost always the same. Littles seeking their Doms or vice versa. We weren’t really into that lifestyle. Sure, maybe every once in a while I wouldn’t mind being called Daddy, but not all the time by someone I’m f*****g, and I’m not looking to take care of an adult who acts like a child. Just not my thing. Some of these women were beautiful, but the whole child, like innocence, was a turn-off. Half this club was into it, though. Especially the men. Some women liked it, but the men, for some reason, went feral for it.
When the announcer said he had something special for us, I perked up. I looked at Mac, and he looked excited too.
“This has to be her, right?” he asked.
“Gotta be.”
“Je
