Tasting my stepbrother daddies.
Sadie whispered under her breath as she continued checking through the propositions: $2,000, $7,000.
But one immediately caught her attention; ‘we need the perfect baby girl’.
Something made her insides churn even though his profile picture was just him in a neon red skull mask.
She opened the message immediately and was left almost staggering back, so she had to take a seat. She read the message,
“First weekend with you, three others as we need you as our plaything; it’s all for $100,000. What do you say, baby girl?”
“Oh my god, oh my god,” she repeated over and over again. Before she went back and called Molly, Molly was confused.