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When I had first met up with Vincent he had me enthralled instantly. He was dark and dangerous, sexy and unpredictable, with an edge to him that many would have found disconcerting but which I found exhilarating. With Vincent you knew you were alive. It was the first time I had pretended to be the sexy Hertfordshire escort Jodie and I had been a little nervous and most likely, unconvincing as well. Our evening though had been electric and when our date was over I had agreed to go back to his place with him and the inevitable happened – he seduced me and he used my body to satisfy his desires. But I had sensed he was holding something back. I may not have had the sexual power and uninhibited attitude of the girl commonly referred to as the best escort in Hertfordshire but I was still a hot Hertfordshire girl and I had slept with enough men to know when they were holding something back. I now realised what that was.

Vincent had contacted ‘Jodie’ because he shared her deepest fantasies for domination and submission. He enjoyed being in control, orchestrating a young women’s responses like a great conductor that of an orchestra. He wanted to realise his deepest and darkest erotic fantasies but he needed a special kind of women to allow him full reign – that girl had been the Essex escort Jodie. In her day job she provided companionship, a sublime dating experience, intimacy and affection. But of duty she was the naughty, unabashedly sexual submissive who gave herself to men to use as they saw fit. I had looked at her website and it had been a revelation – I realised that sexually I was naive and inexperienced. But I also knew that I was willing to learn and that I too, like Jodie, enjoyed being a plaything of a powerful man.

I remembered how Vincent had been rough with me during sex and how that had turned me on, his strong hands gripping my wrists as he thrust his impressive manhood deeper and deeper into me. My orgasm had been intense and lingering and it had been after my second eruption in pleasure that Vincent had asked me about my deepest fantasies – the ones that we keep hidden, sometimes even from ourselves. I had told him and now he was repeating it back to me, word for word in an email that aroused me so much that I had to pleasure myself even as I read it... There was no doubt that I would accept Vincent’s invitation to his country home near St Alban’s. And there was no doubt that this time I would fully immerse myself in my role as Jodie, sensual and hot Hertfordshire Escort.

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