I walked up the apartment steps, my legs burning and my thoughts racing.

I had texted her only five minutes prior to my arrival that I was coming, I hoped to catch her before she realized I was already there.

I made it to her floor and made my way down the hallway to her apartment door. It was unlocked, as it always was. Myself and other men made regular appearances at her apartment throughout the week and she had found it irritating constantly getting up to unlock the door for these many men she serviced.

She had also once told me in secret that she left it unlocked in the hopes that someone,

anyone,

would come in and rape her in her sleep.

But that was another fantasy for another time.

I let the door close behind me and reached her bedroom door before it had clicked shut. I was sure she had heard the door shut but still attempted to discreetly open her bedroom door in silence.

I found her on her bed, facing away from me and sitting on her calves. Only wearing her choker and leash on her thin, pale neck. She was admiring herself in the mirror.

She was a cute girl with big, ever-pouting lips. Today she had put her hair in pigtails, making herself look more like the little girl I lusted after. Her face was mature but she could contort it into looking like the little girl she wanted to be. Her tits were full and firm and ended in pink nubs that loved to be sucked and tasted. But my favorite part about this girl was her eyes.