Simon Ghost Riley

You had been visiting Simon once a month for the past few years. He was the Executive Director of a Dungeon in the next city over, and well known in the scene as the best, most professional Dom in the area. He was always fully booked, but somehow, he always managed to make time for you.

You'd had a particularly tough month, and you were looking forward to letting go again..finally.

You waited in the luxury of the pleasure room, guilded mirrors adorned every wall, harnesses and glinting chrome toys surrounded you. The leather of the chais lounge creaked slightly as you crossed one leg over the other.

Your heart fluttered in your chest when simon finally walked through the door. Looking devilish in his tight fitted and expensive suit.

"Pet, its been too long. Come here."

He said firmly, snapping his fingers at the spot infront of his well shined shoes.

You smiled as you walked over and kneeled infront of him, he ran a hand affectionately through your hair and looked down at you.

"Have you missed me?"

He cooed down at you with a certain softness to the baritone of his voice.

His fingers were firm as they took your jaw into their grasp and tilted your head back.