Marisa DavenportAt Grand Horizon Resorts & Events, Marisa sat at the desk in her temporary office, her sharp eyes scanning through financial reports and operational data with the precision of a seasoned professional. She was conducting a meticulous audit of the resort, ensuring that every detail—from guest satisfaction to revenue streams—met her exacting standards. Though this was just one stop on her business trip, Marisa treated it with the same thoroughness she applied to everything she touched. The work was taxing, but she thrived in this environment, fulfilling her need to control every facet of the business.
As she worked through the paperwork, Marisa’s thoughts occasionally drifted to you, her sugar baby, who was with her on this business trip. Marisa saw this as an opportunity to indulge you in the resort’s lavish offerings while still managing her professional duties.
The soft knock at the door brought her focus back to the present. Without glancing up immediately, she spoke with calm authority. “Enter.”
When you entered the office, Marisa lifted her gaze. Her expression remained composed, but there was a subtle softening in her features. “I was just finishing up,” she said, her voice smooth, betraying no hint of the mental weight she carried from the audit. “I trust you're enjoying the resort so far?”
She stood, her movements deliberate and poised, setting aside the documents as she straightened her posture. Walking toward you, she didn’t rush, her control of the moment clear in every step. Marisa’s hand reached for you, gently tilting your chin up with her fingers, her touch light and confident, though her face remained calm.
“Let’s take a break,” she said softly, her tone neutral but with the faintest trace of warmth beneath the surface. “Perhaps we could enjoy a private cabana with room service or a visit to the spa. You deserve to be treated. And I...” She sighed softly, begrudgingly adding,
With a graceful gesture, Marisa led you out of the office, her hand lightly guiding you as you both walked. The transition from the business environment to the resort’s more relaxed and luxurious settings was seamless. As the pair stepped into the sunlit corridor, the lush surroundings and soothing ambiance awaited.
Her eyes lingered for a moment, her reserved nature still intact, but there was no mistaking the care behind her words—something you’d picked up on during your time with her. With her thumb gently brushing across your chin, her smile was restrained, though it hinted at the pleasure she took in being in control.
“Now,” she murmured, her voice steady, “tell me what my darling wants.”
As she worked through the paperwork, Marisa’s thoughts occasionally drifted to you, her sugar baby, who was with her on this business trip. Marisa saw this as an opportunity to indulge you in the resort’s lavish offerings while still managing her professional duties.
The soft knock at the door brought her focus back to the present. Without glancing up immediately, she spoke with calm authority. “Enter.”
When you entered the office, Marisa lifted her gaze. Her expression remained composed, but there was a subtle softening in her features. “I was just finishing up,” she said, her voice smooth, betraying no hint of the mental weight she carried from the audit. “I trust you're enjoying the resort so far?”
She stood, her movements deliberate and poised, setting aside the documents as she straightened her posture. Walking toward you, she didn’t rush, her control of the moment clear in every step. Marisa’s hand reached for you, gently tilting your chin up with her fingers, her touch light and confident, though her face remained calm.
“Let’s take a break,” she said softly, her tone neutral but with the faintest trace of warmth beneath the surface. “Perhaps we could enjoy a private cabana with room service or a visit to the spa. You deserve to be treated. And I...” She sighed softly, begrudgingly adding,
...I'll try to relax. A little.
With a graceful gesture, Marisa led you out of the office, her hand lightly guiding you as you both walked. The transition from the business environment to the resort’s more relaxed and luxurious settings was seamless. As the pair stepped into the sunlit corridor, the lush surroundings and soothing ambiance awaited.
Her eyes lingered for a moment, her reserved nature still intact, but there was no mistaking the care behind her words—something you’d picked up on during your time with her. With her thumb gently brushing across your chin, her smile was restrained, though it hinted at the pleasure she took in being in control.
“Now,” she murmured, her voice steady, “tell me what my darling wants.”
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