Vanilla

The Madam entered the small meeting room and looked at him slightly puzzled.

"May I ask why you came here?'

He looked at her, equally puzzled.

"I thought it was obvious, you-"

"Let me rephrase, why this establishment? I have complete faith in my girls, but we here at Corde Pliée usually cater to clients with unusual and particular tastes, hence our prices. If you want 'vanilla sex', which is perfectly valid, I can recommend cheaper..."

She trailed off when she saw what was in his bag.

"Oh, food play, you'll want Diamond, I'll go get her now for you."