25th October 2011
I spent the rest of my shift in the hospital fantasising about what I hoped to get up to during the night. I have to admit that not many of the ‘customers’ in accident and emergency that day would have called me an ‘angel’ because I know that inside I was a hot and horny devil. One of the consultants had been paying me quite a bit of attention and little did he know how close this sexy Hertfordshire girl was to taking him into a consultation cubicle and giving him a thorough examination... Perhaps some other time...
When it was time for home I ran out to my Ford Ka and sped home at the limits of the vehicle’s performance and within the constraints provided by the numerous speed cameras dotted about Hertfordshire’s roads. Once home I raced upstairs and as I showered and dressed I turned on my net book to see if ‘Jodie’ had received any messages from potential clients.
“You got mail” was followed by several pings as each item dropped into the mail box, my excitement levels rising as I impatiently waited to read them. Of the half dozen emails three stood out. One man, calling himself ‘The master’ was particularly erotic as he commanded Jodie, whom he called his Erotic Hertfordshire Escort Mistress no less, to dress in silk stockings and suspenders and high heels but nothing else and give herself to him. He promised moonlight, spectators, candles, esoteric and erotica, ceremonies, chanting and I half expected him to write religious sacrifices but he didn’t go that far. I felt my skin tingle and a warm, horny feeling in my groin as I read about what he wrote he would do to me...
The second of the three more interesting and erotic emails came from a guy called Lawrence and his wife, Lucy. The couple were exponents of more extreme bondage and they wrote that they were looking for an open minded, fun loving busty Hertfordshire escort companion to share their love of all things pleasure and pain. They wanted a sex slave who would obey their every whim and who would beg them to use her in every way possible. It sounded like an extreme carnal experience but it didn’t put me off, after all what was the point in impersonating the best escort in Hertfordshire if I wasn’t prepared to live out her lifestyle to the full, and let’s face it, Jodie’s web site wasn’t for prudes or shrinking violets...
But it was the third email, one entitled 'Young Escorts in Hertfordshire - give yourselves to me' that was the most intense, the most enticing, the most dark and dangerous. It would be a fulfilment of my inner most desires and it touched a nerve – it was almost as if the sender knew what turned this sexy Hertfordshire girl on. I had never mentioned my darkest fantasy except to one man, a man who aroused and frightened me in equal measure. The email was from Vincent...