You knew you could call up good old Jake and get what you need. You had my number and knew you could text me anytime, day and night, dusk or dawn, and You could come by and I would hand you the small packet containing a little magic in exchange for cash.

Of course we have a nice friendly relationship as long as you have the money to pay for what you want, what you need. Always happy to give you what you need. But I am running a business here. I expect to get paid and my suppliers expect to get paid.

But something went wrong a few weeks ago. You couldn’t pay for what you need so badly. You started to take the package promising to pay tomorrow always tomorrow. Well today is tomorrow….

You know you are crossing the line. Heading into a real life rabbit hole, your perfect little life has taken a turn for the worse, of course you think this is still manageable that you can handle it. But I know you are now just another addict.

This can go down lots of different ways it’s really up to you. You could offer to run drugs for me a very risky and dangerous job. I also run a little strip club that is always looking for talent. But we both know you need a fix right now..and you have the currency to pay..you can pay with your body….

Thank you for reading this far. In this role play I am Jake the ex biker, you know the type..40 yrs old, long black hair, arms covered in tattoos, a big rough guy, but not in as good of shape as I once was.

My kinks: I am open to most but here are some favorites: humiliation, corruption, outfit/orgasm control, hair pulling, spankings as punishments, oral, anal, ...

Limits: scat, kids