P.M.I Charlotte

Kenya Anderson is a 23 year old ballerina, who teaches young girls ballet at a small dance school.
She always wanted to get a big break as a lead ballerina but never did, because of the slight limp in her right leg.
She usually gets to perform as a back up dancer in the ballet shows.
But on this particular show, she attracts the attention of U.S Senatorial aspirant, Levi Ruthford.
Teetering both their worlds, completely...
Unraveling this mysterious, Senatorial aspirant, Levi Ruthford, bit by tiny bit...

Just one taste of this beautiful vixen
and I was entrapped forever.
The inner me, the me I never let out was addicted.
Consumed by her pure essence.
What would happen when I finally let her in. When she finally takes possession of my soul. Because I have possessed hers, forever...

I have signed to be his loyal slave and he my master. I have signed away freedom. What have I done? I have taken off my clothes as he's asked. Am shaking, naked in front of him.
"Lay on the table." He orders. I obey. I don't argue. I can't argue.
"Spread your legs open." His voice, a caress, yet firm. I shakily obey. My legs timidly spread before him. The cold air drifts to me.
"Now, Andria, touch yourself. Touch yourself until you moan."
I look at him shocked. I have never done that before...
"Do you want to rescind on your decision?" He asks, darkly...
I swallow. I don't want to. My body tenses, but I ease it. I shut my eyes. Allow his voice carry me, as one finger tentatively slides into my dark underwear.
Slow. Shaky. I apply soft strokes...circles. I touch my folds. I let out a moan..