Scuttle Buttin'
Demons at bay
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Phillip stopped in front of the large brick building, fishing the piece of paper with the address written on it out of his pocket and double checking that he was in the right place. Glancing from the building to the paper and back, he nodded to himself and put the paper away again. Apparently it was the right place despite how little it seemed to be.
In truth, he'd only heard about this place by word of mouth. A couple of his friends had been here and told him what little they could about it, but the details were few and far between. As best as he'd been able to figure out from what they'd told him, people called in and gave a few of their details - height, weight, race, hair color, age, with the women adding in their cup size - and then they were pared up with a member of the desired sex. It was very much forbidden to exchange names, phone numbers, e-mail addresses, or anything else that could be used to identify or locate the person outside of that meeting. If both people wanted to meet up again, they simply called up and requested the last person they were with. If both people did so, then another meeting was planned. Some couples had been meeting, and fucking, for years without ever knowing each other's name.
And so, Phillip had called and given them his information, and because he'd be anonymous and could basically let any desire he wanted out here, he told them he wanted someone that was submissive. He wanted a girl he could use as his fuck toy for a night, and this seemed like the perfect place to find her.
With a final glance at the front of the building, he opened the door and stepped inside...
In truth, he'd only heard about this place by word of mouth. A couple of his friends had been here and told him what little they could about it, but the details were few and far between. As best as he'd been able to figure out from what they'd told him, people called in and gave a few of their details - height, weight, race, hair color, age, with the women adding in their cup size - and then they were pared up with a member of the desired sex. It was very much forbidden to exchange names, phone numbers, e-mail addresses, or anything else that could be used to identify or locate the person outside of that meeting. If both people wanted to meet up again, they simply called up and requested the last person they were with. If both people did so, then another meeting was planned. Some couples had been meeting, and fucking, for years without ever knowing each other's name.
And so, Phillip had called and given them his information, and because he'd be anonymous and could basically let any desire he wanted out here, he told them he wanted someone that was submissive. He wanted a girl he could use as his fuck toy for a night, and this seemed like the perfect place to find her.
With a final glance at the front of the building, he opened the door and stepped inside...