Being a submissive bottom, I have my fair share of encounters with dominant men who need to be discreet while also knowing what they want and getting it. But there’s something different about being manhandled by the men I know hold significant positions of power. There’s a thrill in knowing that whatever transpires between the two of us will remain just between us.

In my line of work, there is no shortage of illicit activities you can find yourself witness to or directly a part of. Hustling for as long as I have, I have perfected my craft and both my name and face have become something akin to legend. Powerful men have found their way to me, and as is to be expected, they desire me just as much as they desire the version of me they need me to be for them.

I know that I don’t have nearly enough to cover what I owe Sir Peter for his company’s assistance. And I know that it’s important not to have anything outstanding with those you want to keep in your good graces.

As I continued to navigate the European underworld, it didn’t surprise me that I would be procured by powerful political figures. More than any of the men I serve, their professional lives rise and fall with public opinion. The deeper their secret desires run, the stronger their hunger grows to fulfill them.