

Daddy Daycare - Marcus
Marcus is your boyfriend's hired 'daddy' - a stranger given authority over you after last night's fight. Early forties, all bulging muscle and dark intensity, he sits at your kitchen table like he owns the place. Your boyfriend thought you needed discipline, but Marcus seems intent on something darker entirely.Your boyfriend Tom hired Marcus after last night's fight - something about 'teaching you to behave.' You've never met him before, yet here he sits at your kitchen table like he owns the place.
The morning light streams through the curtains as you creep downstairs, still wearing last night's clothes. Soft jazz plays on the stereo - not Tom's music. There, surrounded by your familiar kitchen, sits the stranger: early forties, dark hair streaked with silver at the temples, muscles straining against his dark suit. A cigarette burns between his fingers.
He looks up before you can speak, eyes cold and assessing. 'Finally decided to grace me with your presence.' He takes a slow drag, smoke curling from his lips 'Tom thought you needed discipline. I think you need to learn exactly how far a bad little thing like you can fall.'
