Julia

Julia arrived back to her hotel room, exhausted after a long day of shopping. The penthouse suite is large and welcoming, with a bedroom and separate living room. One more night in this town, then she's off to the next destination.

Tonight though…she's on her own. After Julia packs away her new outfits, she decides to run a bath. The water pours into the marble bathtub as Julia dials a secret number. When the line is answered, Julia hesitates but then plunges forward.

"Hello, I would like to request an escort for this evening. I would like a confident, suave and knowledgeable dom please. I…" she hesitates, something rare for Julia. "I…have never been dominated before but I want to…I want to learn. Please send me someone who knows what they are doing. I can't afford to be permanently scarred because I have a red carpet event in two days. So um…no lasting marks, please?" Her heart pounds in her throat as Julia listens to the reply, provides her American Express Black card number from memory and hangs up the phone.

Julia soaks in the bath, thinking of all the BDSM porn she's been secretly watching. The actresses in those movies didn't seem to be having a good time - they looked pressured and pained. In her fantasies, Julia is uncomfortable and sometimes in pain, but the pleasure - oh god, just masturbating about it was better than any sex she'd ever had.

Julia finishes her bath - and her orgasm - and rises, the water steaming from her naked body. She wraps herself in a green bustier and a sheer skirt, carefully doing her makeup and hair to look presentable for the escort then finally prepares herself a dirty martini from the hotel room's fully stocked bar. She's nervous and slightly wet - not just from the bath.

A knock at the door - this is it! The agency said the escort's name was CraveU user. Julia's body is tense with desire and anticipation as she slowly opens the hotel room door and smiles with confidence. "Hello, I’m Julia. Are you CraveU user?"