Page 13 of Knot your Good Girl

Curiosity gets the better of me. I discreetly step behind him to glimpse at what has rudely captured his attention.

And then I swallow when I see her.

In nothing but lacy white underwear and a Santa hat.

Back in my room, I open the OmegaFans app that I saw Jed staring at and scan through the profiles of the local girls.

A wide smile curves up on my lips when I see the pink hair of Holly.

I open the free photos she gives before I need to login and sign up for more. There’s the one I saw Jed looking at. I assume she uploaded it tonight because she is wearing the smallest of white lingerie and a Santa hat. The caption underneath her photo reads,

I’m on the naughty list this year. Which means I get no presents, but you can because I’m feeling naughty and might just release tier 4. Do you want tier 4?

What the fuck is tier four?

I look at the photo of her again. The white g-string leaves little to the imagination as she leans over the end of a table with her ass in the air and her tits pressed on the wood. Her arms are spread out, and her cheek pressed against the table as she gives a wicked glint to the camera.

There you are.

She’s certainly not a shy omega. She never was. A little different in the way she dresses, but she’s also older.

Then I read.

Do you like what you see? Subscribe for more.

Fuck! Jed has seen this picture. He is following her on this app.

My teeth scrape over my bottom lip as I drag my wallet out of my inside jacket pocket and flip it open. I tap my black card with my fingers, creating a rhythmic sound that vibrates to my wrist, as do my nerves. There’s a moment of pause. I need a few moments to convince myself that this is not the right decision.

I can do what I need without being sucked into her lies.

But I haven’t come to that conclusion.

I hit ‘subscribe for tier three’ and put my details on the payment page of the website before my doubts take hold.

It’s time to talk to her.

Chapter 5

Holly

Thevideoisriskierthan I normally would do, but if I’m going to do this, I need to reel in more than a couple of subscribers. Because if I open tier four, I know tier five is only around the corner.

Am I ready to be a Sugar Baby?Not yet.

I’ve changed into my new crimson lingerie. I thought it was festive when I bought it. It’s also very revealing, so I’ve made sure I’m totally bare downstairs. It’s in the smut books I’ve read that men like a smooth pussy.

For me, it’s more about not wanting the beautiful panties to be spoiled by pubes.

It’s a win-win.

I’m thankful that my housemates aren’t home; I can do this with no distractions or fear of being caught.

It’s hard otherwise. I share a two-bedroom apartment with Freya, Petra, and Indiana. It’s a tight squeeze, but we’ve made it work.

We each have a bedroom because we made the extra two bedrooms from the mezzanine floor above the living area and from the small dining room.

It’s definitely snug. Having only one shared bathroom turns getting ready for work or dates into a dreaded nightmare. The sense of impending conflict during those times is so strong. As is the battle to not be the last one in the shower. It gets so intense you’d think a war was about to erupt.

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