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His Surrender: Confession

  His Surrender: Confession by Lou Bealy commissioned by anonymous If you would like to commission me for a custom story, details are here . Support my writing by becoming a subscriber on Subscribestar ! Get access to exclusive content and benefits! Contains dubious consent and religious references There was a knock on the office door. Anthony looked up from his book and said, “Come in!” He smiled at the older man who entered. The shorter man looked to be in his early sixties, wearing a nylon tracksuit over a thin frame. He had short gray hair that was still quite thick and full. He had a thick neck, strong jaw, and wide shoulders, despite being somewhat on the slim side. Anthony recognized him as a relative newcomer, having only been to a few services. “Father Anthony,” the older man acknowledged Anthony with a chuckle. “Strange to call such a young man ‘father’.” Anthony laughed along with him. “Yes, I suppose so. You could call me ‘Padre’ if that makes you feel better.” “How about

Rentwhore

  Rentwhore by Lou Bealy Commissioned by anonymous If you would like to commission me for a custom story, details are here . Support my writing by becoming a subscriber on Subscribestar ! Get access to exclusive content and benefits! This is a work of fiction and all characters depicted are 18 or older. “Please,” Fahima begged. She held her hands together and outward as if in prayer. “It was only a few days late.” “I’m sorry,” Vern said with a smug grin of cracked yellowed teeth “I’m afraid that the contract is quite clear on the penalty for being consistently late.” His thick round fingers steepled under his chin, holding up his exceptionally large, wide head with prominent jowls and bushy sideburns. “The fifth time triggers the increased penalty clause and adds an automatic twenty percent increase to your rent. And that still doesn’t include the late fee itself.” Despite how sturdy the large wooden desk appeared, it creaked under his considerable mass. Fahima began to shake. “I can