When I’m mistaken for someone else, I end up the favored plaything for three very handsome, powerful men, at a very naughty club.
I go along because… I’m tired of being a good girl. And tired of dragging around my V card.
They have no idea who I am or where I come from.
And they don’t care.
They are demanding, kinky, passionate, and domineering…. both inside the club, and out.
The fantasy roleplays we act out are nothing compared to the shock I get when I learn who they really are.
And they want me to be theirs…
Not exactly what I had in mind when I came to the big city.
If my parents knew, they’d say I’m selling my soul to the devil himself. They may be right.
But if this is what selling your soul feels like…
I’m open for business.

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