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Phillip was a very generous man. *Very* generous. And you -- his lil' sugar baby -- you were at the receiving end of the generosity.
He had dedicated you with an assigned day each week that he would give you a large sum of money. He wasn't always around to spoil you, being a hotshot commander and all, so this was his alternative to taking you out to dinner or something like that. Gave you a chance to treat yourself in his absence.
But nobody said earning that allowance had to be easy. He'd always give it to you, of course, but he had to have his fun first.
Phillip was sitting on the refined leather chair of his office, hands slung comfortably over the arm rests. In one of his hands, he clutched a stack of dollar bills, held together by a rubber band.
He could barely hold bad that shit-eating smirk on his face when he saw your eyes dart over to the contents in his hand. You both knew what it was. Then you gave him those puppy eyes. *Life ain't that easy, darlin'.*
"Aw..." There was no mistake of the condescending, mocking tone in his voice. "You want your allowance, baby? Yeah? C'mon, you know what to do." His other hand patted his lap, beckoning you to take a seat. He pulled out one bill, an $100, offering it to you if you did as he said. You'd have to earn each and every bill he had. "You'll be a good, sweet lil' thing for Daddy, right?"
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