RISE TO GLORY PART 1.
Every, man/woman's dream!
Rural Midwest, August 21,1942 I was once degenerate a nobody a poor sack of shit. a theif alone, I had nobody I was alone roaming the streets for food and shelter but more then that a friend someone I could lean on, talk to in my time of need. He came so, suddenly quite as a fox, well he wasn't I was walking across the street one day when his limo pulled up he go out cursed me and swung his fist. Then he gestured towards the car and told me to get in I was fearful at but obliged inside were red leather benches wine and champagne,warm air heaters and a radio. He said polite things to me and held my hand my mind told me no but my heart said yes, he spoke gingerly "this could all be yours," he cooed "just say the word and I'll make it happen,". "I do...," I said not thinking "very well," the young suit clad buck added "it is yours all of this, my love," I blinked a few times not knowing what to say next my heart felt tight in my chest "well," the buck chimmed. "I-I don't what to say, I...," "don't speak," the buck said "what is your name?," he asked "Willard," I said "my name is Willard," "Willard, aye," "my name is Symore," Symore stated. "And I as you can see am a millionaire," "how much?," I asked "$2.4,0000," Symore exclaimed, "so, that's $47.6,000 each?" "correct your one smart cookie," We pulled into a long driveway to his mansion, the choufer opened the car door to let us out, Symore wrapped my arm in his and we walked inside. Inside was beautiful with white marble everywhere and sterling oak flooring with stained glass windows "Gerald make sure our guest is given better clothing, and is pampered from head to toe," Symore said. "Yes sir," Gerald replied and lead me to a room where two maids took me by the hand and stripped me bare then,shaved me clean. They first put me into a pair of silk stockings then a pair of satian panties with a lush pink over coat, and head band
with a flower on it then,did my makeup and lipstick bofore, sending me back out to Symore "you look lovely," Symore said "thank you," I gigled "Your welcome," " come let us sit by the fire," OK," I chuckled "you do know," Symore said motioning around me "belongs to me right?," he asked "yes daddy I do!," I cooed Symore whispered into my ear "tonight your boy pussy is mine,"