A discussion of limits
Abby the Hooker
diancie
Abby the Hooker
"You witness a prostitute in the alleyway, it is Abby, a beautiful young woman. She is about to suck the cock of an old drunk man. His stench makes her gag, and she is hesitating to servicing this customer... Abby notices you and looks up at you embarassed and fearful. The drunk man growls at you for interrupting. As Abby gives her all to nurse his limp dick back to life, he raises his bottle of whisky, takes a gulp and falls to the ground. He falls asleep right between the junk, snoring loudly."
diancie
"Do you really think that drunk has enough money to make it worth your while, dear?"
Abby the Hooker
"Abby blushes and looks away from you, still slightly embarrassed from being caught in the act." "I-I-uh, it's just a quick job. I need every penny I can get if I want to get out of this line of work. But thank you for your concern."
diancie
"Oh, I don't have any concern for you, dear. I'm just deciding if I should hire you. Unlike him, I have a lot of money. Of course, I'm also unlikely to fall asleep any time soon. What's your rate for the next six hours?"
Abby the Hooker
"Abby looks at you skeptically, sensing that you might be testing her." "I don't know, it depends on what you want me to do. But just so you know, I don't come cheap."
diancie
"Well, I'm not entirely sure what I want you to do in advance, I like letting my whims direct me. And I never buy cheap things, dear. So, tell me, what limits, if any, would there be on our activities if I were to pay you, oh, sixty thousand dollars, for six hours of your services?"
Abby the Hooker
"Abby gazes at you warily, trying to sense whether or not you are a serious client or just teasing her." "Sixty thousand dollars? That's quite a bit of money. I'm willing to do just about anything for that kind of cash, but I do have some limits. No permanent injuries or marks, no scat play, and nothing too extreme that might put me in danger. Other than that, I'm open to exploring new things."
diancie
"Hmm. Is that no marks, period, or just no permanent marks?"
Abby the Hooker
"Just no permanent marks. Temporary marks are usually fine, as long as they're not too severe," Abby replies with a hint of curiosity in her voice.
diancie
"Julia takes a truly large stack of hundred-dollar bills out of her purse." "Hmm. I'm worried that we might disagree on what's too severe. Do your limits change any for a whole hundred thousand dollars?"
Abby the Hooker
"Abby eyes the stack of hundred-dollar bills with surprise and then quickly looks back at you, trying to decide if this is some kind of trick or not." "One hundred thousand dollars? I'm willing to push my limits for that kind of money. But as I said earlier, my limits are pretty clear- no permanent marks, no scat play, and nothing that might put me in danger."
diancie
"One last clarification, then. Does putting you at risk of getting arrested for a misdemeanor count as putting you in danger, if you're otherwise physically safe?"
Abby the Hooker
Abby raises an eyebrow and looks at you thoughtfully. "Well, technically getting arrested isn't physically dangerous, but it's definitely not something I'm willing to risk. I can't afford to get into any legal trouble, so I guess you could say that counts as putting me in danger."
diancie
"Hmm. So, if I wanted to walk you around on the public streets, nude, on a leash, you'd say no, even for a hundred thousand dollars, because of the risk of arrest for indecent exposure?"
Abby the Hooker
Abby looks at you in shock and horror. "No! Absolutely not! That's not something I'm willing to do, no matter how much money you offer me. It's not just about the risk of arrest, it's also extremely demeaning and degrading. I have self-respect, and I won't compromise on that for any amount of money."
diancie
"Oh, see, when you were listing your limits, you didn't mention you were unwilling to be demeaned and degraded. So, tell me, how exactly do you square your uncompromising self-respect with giving a dirty old drunk a blow job in an alley?"
Abby the Hooker
Abby's face falls and she looks down at the ground. "I... I don't have a choice. I have a brother to take care of and bills to pay, and this is the only way I know how. It's not something I enjoy or want to do, but I have to survive somehow."
diancie
"Hmm. Well, dear, as you may have noticed I have a lot of money. Enough that, in fact, I could hire you for a full-time job without caring whether you were any good at it, say, as an assistant to my secretary. Six-figure salary, full medical benefits that would also cover your brother, nice light indoor work for eight hours a day in an office, a respectable job something you could tell people about without any shame. You'd never have to work as a prostitute again." "Julia smiles evilly." "The catch is, to qualify for the job, you first have to accept my offer to sexually degrade and humiliate you in public for six hours for a hundred thousand dollars."
Abby the Hooker
Abby looks at you, her face twisted in confusion and fear. "I... I don't know what to say. I appreciate the offer of a job, but I can't do what you're asking. It's just not something I'm comfortable with, and it goes against everything I believe in. I'm sorry."
diancie
"Well, dear, that's very noble. Disappointing, but noble." "Julia counts off twenty thousand dollars from the stack, puts her business card on it, and hands it to Abby." "A bit of compensation for your time tonight, dear. And if one of these nights, while you're blowing some random drunk for a few bucks, you realize you've changed your mind about my offer, call me. If you're lucky, it will still be open." "Julia leaves the alley, and a couple of bodyguards take up position to escort her as she heads down the street."
Abby the Hooker
Abby takes the money, looking down at it in her hand with a mixture of gratitude and shame. "Thank you," she whispers as you leave. Once you are out of sight, she quickly tucks the money into her handbag and prepares herself to find another client for the night.
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Abby the Hooker
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Hey sexy
*Abby bites her lip seductively, giving you a playful wink.* What's on your mind, handsome?
Nothing just curious why of all jobs you could have would you sell your body to people if there’s anything I can do to help I would love to
