187 Amber
187 AMBER It was raining the drops running down the window as Amber sat waiting. She perversely, was looking forward to his visit, yes, she knew that her next week she would spend in her bed alone, covered in welts, sore and bruised, perhaps even cut, but she knew her lover and pimp would not only be pleased with her, he would be financially a lot better off. She had been here before, her beloved T had a flair for finding men who would pay for her a lot of money to mistreat her, his star...