Sugar Daddy Discord Server Novels & Stories

He thought he could take away my access to money but he didn't know I have a sugar Daddy. “I’ll think about it,” I said to Adam, and he grinned. “Okay then,” he clapped his hands together. “Let’s exchange phone numbers so that if you’re ready to trade anything, you can contact me easily,” I nodded. He gave me his phone numbers and vice versa. “Welp, it’s so nice speaking with you, Karyna. I’ll be on my way now. I hope we get in touch soon,” Adam said, his eyes lingering on me, before he zoomed off.

"Father, I respect you as an elder, which is why I brought my wife here today to meet you. But this is not a situation she should endure. I am the Alpha of the Dark Moon Pack, and she is its Luna. She deserves everyone's respect." "Respect? Andrew, have you shown us any respect?!" Mr. Jacob slammed his hand on the coffee table again, his forehead veins bulging. "Don't bring up the Alpha..." "Father!" Andrew interrupted Mr. Jacob, his gaze turning icy. He then placed his hand over Isabella's, the warmth transferring to her. "In that case, we'll take our leave. Thank you for your hospitality."

Yes , That is the company of my sugar daddy. I got out of the Uber paid the Uber driver. I walked into the company, I walked to the receptionist, she made a call and I was allowed into the office. My sugar daddy was busy with his laptop when I entered into the office. " Good afternoon daddy" I said seductively and walked to him where he is seated on his office chair. He looked up at me and smile. " You didn't tell me you were coming today? He says. I kissed him and caress some part of his body.

The mature man with a million charms managed to get her to sign a deal between sugar daddy and sugar baby. "Twenty million?" Chalondra recalled the contents of her and Dominic's agreement last night. Dominic said he would pay her every time they met. Twenty million was a figure that Dom felt was enough for Chalondra's daily allowance. Remember he was the son of a conglomerate? "Why? Didn't enough?"

“I've always cared. Now I know you're not going anywhere, there's a difference. I have all the time in the world to have sex. I don't want to break you. You know we are practicing every day now. Quit whining and know that I'm even more displeased than you are.” That part was definitely true. “Then why did you want me to stay the night?” “I can't want to be around you without sex? Are you calling me a sex addict?” “And you aren't?” “You don't pity yourself at all. In the morning, I promise. Go to sleep. I just want to watch you sleep and have you around me. It's soothing.” Warmth filled me. “That sounds romantic. Tell me, are you going to continue being a sugar daddy to another woman after me

Sugar Daddy: Is anyone else giving you money? Me: No money. A Costco card and food yes. Not sure that counts, so I keep that to myself. Sugar Daddy: I'm going to ask you three questions, baby girl. I want honest answers. I'll give you $100 a question. Then I want a goodnight picture of you in bed. It's late. You need your rest. Me: Deal.

“We love you, Kira. That’s why we’re worried. Blackwood has a reputation. Multiple failed marriages. Young girls he discards when he gets bored. What happens when he gets tired of playing sugar daddy?” The word “sugar daddy” hit like a slap. It was crude, but it echoed the ugly truth my family saw. Ethan leaned back, looking uncomfortable. “Look, I don’t know the guy. But if he’s making you happy and not hurting you… maybe give her a chance to figure it out?” Dad slammed his hand on the table, making the glasses rattle. “No. I will not watch my daughter throw her life away for the man who nearly destroyed me. End it, Kira. Today. Or you can forget about any support from this family. No more

A few socialite women whispered: "She looks like some old man’s toy, she came alone!" Her curly-haired friend, who was dressed like a North Coast dangdut singer, sneered: "Yeah, sugar babies are trending these days, Sis. Watch out for that guy, don’t let him turn out to be a sugar daddy on the side!" "Eww ... that’s such bad luck!" gasped a group of women with long, bleached hair that was straightened so flat it looked like ironing boards, and fake, fluttery lash extensions. "That’s why I get treatments regularly so I don’t get wrinkly!"

he asked. I looked at his manhood and swallowed a few times when I saw how big it was. Damn, I think it's 7 fucking inches. "Do you think your soldier fits me?" I asked him, a little nervous. Damn! Yes, we make out when we're alone, but damn, we haven't reached intercourse yet. "Hmm I'll be gentle, baby," he replied, without answering my question. I nodded and smiled at him. "Ok. You can enter now, My Sugar daddy...."

This man can be her subject tonight for her experiment. Maybe he is better than the candy daddy and he can be her new daddy. Can she call him whiskey daddy? Maybe?? Inner world cringe. Maybe she is drunk at all. Candace moans and grinds harder onto his length as he squeezes her soft breast. He keeps humming against their kiss and it makes her wet more. As if they are all alone on that dance floor, their bodies press onto each other more with every second. The position gets harder for Candace to keep kissing as her back pressed onto his front, but she doesn't care. She turns her head to her right as much as she can and takes what she can take.