Domination/submission

New Jock Tales---Sophomore Year—CH 3—13” and a Ducati About 10:30 there was a knock at the door. “What the fuck” It was Mark Mattox, and he said he had a new deal for me, if I was interested. I said sure, but this deal had nothing to do with sex. He said I would be running dope from Austin back up to Tyler—every weekend. It would pay $150 a trip, and would be a kilo of dope. No one would be looking at a jeep for hauling weed, and should be a breeze. I ponder for a few minutes, then says...

I drove up to the gate of a huge estate where I had been sent for a job; it looked a little overwhelming until I remembered I would only be one member of a whole houseful of servants. Up until this point, I had only been sent on jobs at smaller houses where I was in charge of making the entire household run smoothly. I pushed the button on the intercom and a man's voice said, "State your name and business." "Elena Marceau. I'm the new maid for the west wing." I heard a buzzing noise and the gate began to...