جميع فصول : الفصل -الفصل 6

Paige's POV I got a high-paying job at a club to serve as a fluffer. But since I had no idea who a fluffer was, I didn’t hesitate to ask for clarity.My hirer didn’t hold back either; he immediately explained that, as a fluffer, my sole job is to suck performers’ cocks to help them maintain erection or arousal before they go out to perform or shoot.My hirer told me I’d be working simultaneously in two departments: the entertainment department at the club, where all I have to do is suck the male performers’ cocks before they go on stage to strip-dance; and secondly, I’d also be handling the position of a fluffer at the porn studio, where, as explained, all I’m expected to do is make the pornographic film actors get hard between takes.Now I bet you’re probably wondering what situation could’ve led me to this point, but honestly, it wasn’t some wild, reckless decision or a desperate last resort. It was just one of those strange turns life takes when you’re standing at a crossroads, un

Paige's POV Before I could think, the man had already leaned back completely into the couch. Then he spoke again, his voice low, almost like a groan, “Crawl over—”Without breaking the stare, I let my palms fall flat against the floor and I began to crawl towards him.The moment I reached his side, he spread his legs apart slowly and I crawled in-between them without hesitation.“Are you new to this?” He asked with a quiet voice.I swallowed hard, my throat already swallowing the cum that I was certain was about to be delivered deep inside my fucking mouth.He leaned forward slowly, letting two of his fingers rest gently at the base of my chin before lifting my face to meet his eyes. Then he asked again, “Tell me if it’s your first time, so I’ll be gentle.” His voice was low, still carrying that soft, almost groan-like edge.Oh, God! Why the hell is his voice so deep and soft at the same fucking time? How the hell is he even doing this? Making me wet my panties while I haven't even

Paige's POV “Take off your clothes!” he finally said, his voice cold, leaving no room for argument. For a moment, I thought I had heard him wrong. But the look in his eyes told me I hadn’t. I couldn't bring myself to simply obey him, so I remained there on the floor, my body trapped between his thighs as I kept staring up at him. He noticed the hesitation in my eyes, so he suddenly smirked, stretched his hand to the side, and grabbed his cheque book from the table. He picked up a pen with it, flipped through the pages, and began writing on the cheque. Once he was done writing and signing, he cut the paper out of the cheque book and slammed it on the table behind me. I slowly turned around, only to see he had really written the amount he promised to pay for me to his girlfriend. My eyes widened in shock immediately. I swallowed hard and looked back sharply at him. He didn’t smile. Instead, he just repeated himself again, his voice quieter and colder this time around. “Take off