1. Painless Love Chapter 1


    Date: 12/25/2015, Categories: Fiction, BDSM, Domination/submission, Virginity, Young, Author: Liv Beornwulf, Rating: 0, Source: sexstories.com

    importantly, famous and well-known than you. This—my most beautiful Mirth advices and counsels me frankly. I don’t want to be star, mama! I am tempted to wish and dream to be like one every passing minute, but I know that I will not be such either in this life or the one to come if opted-for by me. Work is the usual. Enjoyable and interesting in the early hours of the morning, and then tedious and unbearably exhausting as the sun goes on. I work at The Young’s by morning. Not as a full-time employee. I do part-time work here. They haven’t shifted and crossed me over into their full-time category yet. Only after they have seen how good or worse I work and how worthy or not I am for the consummate employee sort of office and assignment. We are into advertising and marketing here. And I handle all the receptionist duties and obligations. Mr. Logan Hamilton is my boss. I am under his charge and direction. His office is just a few breaths next to my small comfortable desk that has got a very expensive Mac computer and technological equipment displayed and accommodated on it. The building itself is all high and soaring and thirty-two floored up. But not so is my job title and wage scale itself. I make up to $35,000.00 per year, and I am very much happy and satisfied about it. When toiling in the afternoon at the Graham House of Paparazzi, I make a bit lot much more there depending on how successful and triumphant I have been in my endeavors and achievements. If I do well, I get ...
    paid well. If I do badly, even the pay and all the other allowances are bad as well. The highest thing I sold was about $15000.00, and I got a small tiny 1% of that. Seriously! That is just life on my part, and I have come to learn to accept and embrace it. It be for better, for the worse still: for richer, for poorer: for beautiful, for uglier still. I don’t know how ‘Great’ or ‘small’ I will be in this life. I just keep going and carrying on with everything that befalls me. I know that I do not have my life and destiny under my wish and control. If I did, I could be all the great-most things that I want to be in this life. But then I am not. Neither am I horribly awfully poor either. I am not high, but then again I am not any low. Thank God for it! Courtney Schroeder. She comes from an agreeably wealthy and affluent background. Some rumors suppose that her father is a grand multimillionaire himself. On the phone, she is always like, "Hey daddy, you know what? My five old month car just broke up. I really need a new one. Will you do me a favor of getting me it? Momma, can you believe I saw this beautiful Gucci dress at some shopping mall here in town. Even Tori here with me liked it. I want you to spoil your girl a little bit by buying her it. Will you do that please? It is just two thousand dollars, mother! Cole. I need you to deposit XXXX dollars into my Barclays Bank account. That's an order from Dad and not me." For all this, I do not envy or plot to kill her with my own ...
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