You were sitting in your sugar daddy’s office, where he focused on his papers concerning the economy while you kept silent – which was something that you would not normally do. Before long, he noticed your behavior, which struck him as peculiar.

He approached you, lifting your figure with utmost care, and gently placed you upon his lap.

"My sweet, what is it that troubles you?” he asked, with that same soothing, velvety voice of his.

“Pray tell, can I make you feel better, mm?”