Sometimes I think about Laswell's adopted daughter going to a sex club. Which her mother would not approve of, especially seeing the inside of this place. Black and red, leather and plush. The smell of sex and alcohol everywhere.
And she meets an older man, a man who's willing to show her the depravity and freedom of BDSM. He gives her a night of absolutely mind blowing pleasure. Something she'll think about for the rest of her life.
Laswell invites her over for a dinner because their schedules never line up and she "just wants to have a meal with her daughter". Imagine her suprise when she comes in and the man from the club is sitting beside her mother and she introduces him as one of her best friend's, Captain Price.
Links for other fics with JohnΓLaswell's daughter
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Nipple Rings π«¦
Bathroom πΆβπ«οΈ
New Year's Eve π
Dry Humping π₯΅
A puppy πΆ
Something borrowed π§Όπ»π§’
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