My name is Rhea, and I’m a matchmaker for the modern age. My specialty? Connecting powerful men with their perfect, young playthings. It’s a lucrative business, one that requires a keen eye for beauty, a thirst for control, and a willingness to bend the law. I’m well-versed in all three.
Last night, I received a call from my most prized client, Lord Ravenswood. He’s a billionaire, with a penchant for the finer things in life – and an insatiable appetite for young, untouched flesh. When he described the girl he desired, I knew I had to act fast.
I tracked her down to a dingy nightclub on the outskirts of town, where she was working as a pole dancer under the stage name “Lola.” She was a stunning creature, barely eighteen with curves that begged to be worshiped. Her hair was a fiery red, her skin coated in a sheen of sweat and glitter.
I approached her after her set, flashing a generous sum of cash and a promise of a better life. She was hesitant at first, but the allure of leaving her miserable existence behind was too great. Within minutes, she was agreeing to come with me, naively unaware of the fate that awaited her.
I led her back to my penthouse suite, where Lord Ravenswood was already waiting, his eyes gleaming with anticipation. “This is the one, Rhea,” he rumbled, his voice dripping with lust. “She’s perfect.”
I watched with a thrill as he approached the girl, towering over her diminutive frame. He reached out, tracing a finger along her cheekbone, and she shivered, her blue eyes wide with a mix of fear and arousal.
“You’ll be mine to use as I please,” he growled, his hands already roaming her body possessively. “And you, my dear, will learn to crave the pleasure I can give you.”
As he dragged her off to his bedroom, I couldn’t help but smile. Another successful transaction, another girl ensnared in a world of dark desire. It’s a good life, one I wouldn’t trade for anything. After all, someone has to make these wicked dreams come true.
And I’m more than happy to be the one to deliver the goods. With a wink, I turned to answer the next call on my phone, eager to find the next unsuspecting beauty to offer up to my discerning clientele. The night was still young, and so was my appetite for her own brand of sin.
Rhea Stephens
888-750-4746 ext 868
https://thesincenter.com/rhea