Yeah. Yeah.
I’m sure he’d poison it.
Thank you, but I’m sure an early night is all that’s needed.
Have a nice Christmas.
What the hell?
You too.
Are you sure you’re okay?
My eyes roll up to the ceiling as I contemplate the question. He never normally asks, but I don’t want him turning up with the soup and type.
Yep!
The cam girl app flashes me a message from a username I don’t recall. I swallow as I read the message.
Daddywantshisgoodgirl
I want to see you live.
Chapter 6
Holly
Myteethscrapeovermy bottom lip. This is too damn easy.
GoodOmega
What do you want to see exactly?
DaddyWantsHisGoodGirl
I want to see your fingers in your pussy and covered in slick?
Fuckity, fuck!
GoodOmega
That costs.
DaddyWantsHisGoodGirl
I bet it does my GoodOmega. Now be a good girl and tell me how much?
GoodOmega
$1,000
It’s steep, but he can say no, and I can get back to what I was doing.
DaddyWantsHisGoodGirl
I want the camera on your face too. I want to see you fall apart.
One thousand dollars to masturbate, although I’d prefer him not to see me coming. My cam girl app chimes, showing my account has $3,000 dollars.