Emma was short even in her six inch stripper heals. She was bent over at the waist servicing her master as he sat at his desk. Not an unusual sight these days. This was the third time this morning he demanded she cleaned his cock with her mouth. Besides, it's not like she had a choice in the matter.
Two years ago Emma had hit rock bottom, she had spent hundreds of thousands of dollars in debt trying (and failing) to keep her piece of shit ex-boyfriend out of prison. That is when the nightmare she could never imagine herself in started. the laws around debt had changed, now creditors could recall loans at any time and failure to pay meant prison sentences. When her loan was inevitably called due she found herself sitting in a cell.
Emma had used her one on her best friend but instead of Kayla answering the phone, it was her partner. Emma pleaded with him, she needed help. He needed to tell Kayla what had happened. She needed her help. A few hours passed and Kayla's partner appeared at the jail.
Master had offered her something she couldn't refuse. He would pay her debt and she would serve the time to pay off the debt as his personal slave. Emma walked out of the jail that day on a leash. Her life would never be the same.
As she sucked her cock, she told herself how grateful she was to be here, in a warm home rather than in a slum prison. She repeated the mantra her master had taught to her when she first arrived here.
