Soccer Mom

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The room was small but luxuriously furnished. In one corner, a tailored Italian suit was draped over an antique wooden valet and underneath it a pair of shoes, also Italian. On the bed, a man, his head down, face pressed into the pillow and his bony rump up in the air. She put a hand on his head, stroking the few remaining wisps of white hair that still clung tenaciously to his liver-spotted scalp, petting him as one would greet a favored pet. The man shuddered, and his skin grew red and flushed at her touch. She put her hand underneath his chin and raised his face up for him to look at her and with the other hand unzipped the top of her jogging suit.
She used the paper towel she brought from the kitchen to wipe every bit of moisture from her chest then without a word savagely ground the soaked paper towel into his face. His body shivered with pleasure, and he inhaled sharply and stuck his tongue out as if to absorb as much of her from the paper towel as he could. Seconds later she pulled the paper towel away, balled it up and threw it on the floor. His eyes followed it intently to see where it landed.
“Put your head back down,” she ordered.
The man did as he was told, reluctantly tearing his eyes away from her exposed chest.
She pulled the zipper of the jogging suit closed before walking over to an antique dresser in a corner of the room. An envelope sat on top of it and she opened it, glanced at the contents, then opened the dresser door. Most of the items she knew and was familiar with, heavy wooden and leather implements designed to bring pain, but there were some new ones she was unfamiliar with but whose painful purpose was unmistakable. She picked up one of the new ones, swinging it a few times, liking the feel of its weight in her hand. The man on the bed gasped, his eyes riveted to the frightening tool.
“You like this one, I see.”
The man on the bed said nothing, his frantic nodding and flushed complexion answering her question.
“All right then,” she said turning to face him, “Let’s get to work.”


When Valerie's husband loses his job, a mysterious woman makes her an offer that will keep her family from losing everything. She accepts, but quickly finds out that things that seem too good to be true often are. Now this suburban soccer mom finds herself in a dark, disturbing world and desperately wants out, but is it too late?

Valerie – Valerie and her husband Mike have worked hard to be where they are. They own a nice home in one of the most affluent towns in the state, drive nice cars, and have a kid in private school. They have a good life and everything that goes with it. Then it all goes south when the economy tanks and Mike loses his job. With no job prospects on the horizon, it’s only a matter of time before they lose everything. Then, a mysterious woman offers Valerie the opportunity to keep her family afloat by doing the unthinkable. Soon, Valerie is involved in a world she only thought existed in books and movies, but is all too real. She’s tired of the lies and just wants things to go back to the way they were. But, if she were to be honest, there is a part of her that enjoys the thrill…

Patricia – Patricia knows two things very well – men’s darkest desires and how to supply them. Still, if you asked her she would tell you she was providing a valuable service. After all, it’s a win-win. She provides what her clients want and her stable of women earn the cash that enable them to keep their comfortable lives intact. It’s not her fault that these pampered princesses can’t handle it. A couple of them are having thoughts of leaving but what they don’t know is once Patricia gets hold of them she will never, ever, let them go…

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