Stalked Whore Punished


Submissive Whore

I saw him again and this time he came for me…

It was late and I had just left my shift at the club. I was only bartending that night, I was too tired to be dancing and I wanted to drink. Our job has a dumb rule of no drinking while dancing. He came to my counter. I recognized his eyes from the last time he was in my house when he literally fucked my cunt with the handle of one of the knives I have under my pillow for self-defense, but of course he found it first. He bought drinks from me, tipped me and even offered help. The audacity of my stalker. Only for him to follow me home tonight. I see him now outside of my window. Wonder what he has planned for me this time.

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