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So, you wanna be a sugar baby.
And why not?
Since the dawn of time,
older men have wanted younger women.
It's only natural that we would wanna take advantage of that, right?
The key is to always leave them wanting more.
And guess what? They always want more.
I'm not gonna sugarcoat it.
You're gonna have to sleep with some guys
who aren't your usual type.
But I mean, let's be honest,
we've all done a lot worse for a lot less.
I got you that bag you asked for.
As long as the perks are good
and you can stomach it, who cares?
Secure the bag.
And do not be fooled by social media.
I might make it look easy, but it's a lot of hard work.
You're gonna have to kiss a lot of frogs.
So, why do it?
Because of him.
The whale.
That one client who can actually afford
to make all of your dreams a reality.
The whale's one true kink is to spoil.
And we all just wanna be spoiled, don't we?
So for just $9.99,
I can teach you how to come up with the perfect arrangement.
It'll all be included in my online class called "How to Sugar."
And you can visit the link in my bio for more information.
And of course, don't forget to follow me on FanZen @MissMarie.
I'm always looking to collab.
Bitch, you would not believe my day.
I got lectured by a 12-year-old I was tutoring
about the realities of making it in Hollywood.
Apparently, I don't have it.
Then, their dad had the nerve to explain to me
that if I keep wasting my money on expensive smoothies,
I'll never own a home.
It's like, "Sir, maybe I buy $17 smoothies to dull the pain
because I know I'll never be able to afford real estate."
- Is that-- - Yes.
I didn't know Chanel did Afterpay.
It was a gift from a daddy.
Well, a former daddy.
By the way, Chanel retains its value as well as Hermès.
You could make bank off of this.
Sometimes I forget that you grew up around all this.
Well, growing up rich and being rich
are two very different things.
I think my mom is the only woman
who left her marriage with less than she went in with.
My dad is such a bastard.
Speaking of which,
it's almost my biannual pilgrimage
to beg him to keep supporting me.
Well, all else fails,
you can always resort to selling pics
of your feet on the internet.
Oh, come on.
Are we not better than feet pics?
No one is better than feet pics.
I'm telling you, content is the new frontier.
I'm actually looking to get some girl-on-girl collabs
going for my FanZen page.
I've heard the tips are insane.
Like what I would make in a month of sugaring,
I can make in just a few hours.
Well, I wish you the very best of luck with that.
If you'll excuse me, I need to get back
to trapping all of my Sims in an underground bunker.
- Sounds urgent. - Right.
- You got it? - Yeah.
- Ooh. - Okay.
So many awesome pics to work with.
Hopefully our make-out vids does well on your page.
They do really well on mine.
Do you mind if I AirDrop our content to myself real quick?
Yeah, go for it.
- Oh. - Oh, you can ignore those.
You sure?
Someone named Jeff seems super thirsty.
You don't have a boyfriend, do you?
God, no. It's just a potential sugar daddy.
Are you on Seeking Ties?
Yeah, been there and done that.
You know, sugaring kind of has a shelf life.
Once I turned 27, I swear,
those men could smell 30 approaching.
How old are you, 27?
Um, yeah, just about.
Yeah, but I've been 27 for a few years now.
You know, you don't need men to make bank, right?
I like sugaring. It comes easy to me and I've always been good at it.
I hate men. Like, a lot.
So full-service sex work
is pretty much a no-go for me at this point.
And for what?
A pair of Louis Vuittons?
A designer bag they gave their wife
and hope she doesn't notice it's gone?
No, thanks.
You see these earrings? Fake.
You know what's real?
My 401k.
Everything I make goes towards my future.
You wanna make money, like, real money,
you start taking your online profiles seriously.
- Here, let me see your page. - Okay.
Oh.
Well, MissMarie, it's no wonder you hate FanZen.
You're doing everything wrong.
Fuck. Okay.
Okay, you're posting locked content to the home screen
instead of DMing it directly to your fans.
The home page is strictly designed to tease.
The DMs are for the naughty shit.
The fans wanna think that you're getting naked
for them and them only.
Also, your spelling and grammar is too on point.
You have to spell shit wrong on purpose.
The dumber and drunker they think you are,
the more likely they are to buy your content.
Wow, that's so dark.
I didn't realize how much strategy goes into this. - Mm-hmm.
It's like-- They make it seem like you start posting your nudes
and boom, you're a millionaire.
Yeah, well, there's a reason they call it "sex work"
and not "sex fun."
God, I would be so good at this.
Sorry, I'm not ignoring you guys.
I'm just deep in a Reddit k-hole
about dickdoms conspiracy theories.
They don't actually dominate dicks? - Oh,
it's actually really fucked up.
- Yeah. - Okay, like,
so there are these two iconic femdoms
who went, like, mega viral.
Yeah, like, the kind of viral you dream of
and then, out of the blue, they break up.
No one knows why.
Becca Leaves is on some British reality show now.
And wayhorny587 makes a compelling point
about the other one.
ChloeLamore has gone missing.
All of her socials have been a ghost town for the past month.
Can't tell if I'm on the wrong side of the internet
or if you guys are.
Well, it was nice to meet you, Lucky.
I gotta scoot. I have acting class.
Look, I don't do this for everyone,
but you could
and you should be making way more.
I'm going on a content trip tomorrow
with some girls from FanZen.
We dress like sluts, take a bunch of pics,
make a ton of TikToks.
You should totally come.
- What's the catch? - No catch.
Well, it's only in Big Bear, not Cancún, like we hoped.
But we're gonna have a masseuse,
a private chef, and Ozempic shot.
- I'm in. - Awesome!
Oh, shit, I'm gonna be late for my Al-Anon meeting.
I'll text you the address for pickup.
Get excited, bitch.
Welcome to your life beyond the patriarchy.
- Bye. - Bye.
We're manifesting a whale.
We're manifesting that he's gonna be hot.
It's gonna be great.
Yeah. It's gonna be great.
We're making connections.
You have the pussy,
so you have the power.
So, what are you looking for?
Um, well, looking for?
Well, I was married for a long time.
Now I'm divorced.
I think, you know, dating's pretty complicated.
I guess what I want is difficult to explain on a first date.
Let me guess.
You wanna dom the shit out of a filthy little slut.
Yeah. Okay.
Probably a lot of guys say that, do they, yeah?
But also, I-- you know, I do want a connection.
I wanna, you know, get to know you a little bit.
What you like and what you do with your free time.
You don't get to know me yet.
It's $200 to pass GO.
Okay.
I like to cum.
I like art, okay?
Oh, that's a coincidence. I like art, too.
- What's your favorite piece? - It's a Renoir.
It's called Dance in the City.
It's in Paris. I saw it there a bunch of times.
Do you go to Paris a lot?
Uh, yeah. Yeah, I have to.
I have to go there for work.
H-have you been?
- Let's go to Paris. - Okay.
Yeah, I'll see you in Paris.
- I like you, Marie. - I like you, too, Jeff.
I think you are the one that I've been looking for.
And I don't like to waste time,
so I would like you to move in with me.
We just met.
We'll do it on a trial basis, perhaps.
You just come for a week and...
you know, we'll take it from there.
Name your price.
- $30,000. - Okay, done.
I'll give you half up front and then half at the end of the week.
- What do you say? - You really think I can't tell when I'm getting scammed?
I've seen guys like you before, okay, Jeff?
You're nothing but a splendid daddy
in a borrowed Armani suit.
Actually, it's Bottega,
and I'm not like any guy you've ever met.
You'll see.
Have a great day, beautiful.
Hey, babe.
I just wanted to let you know
that I kissed a girl and I liked it.
You don't want to miss this.
Hi. Who are you?
Ghost.
- This the new girl? - Hi, babe.
We're so happy you're coming.
Isn't she fab? Ghost can get your bag.
Uh, I thought this was a girls' trip.
- I'm Kendall. - I'm Jess.
It's so nice to meet you.
Um, I guess what I meant, I didn't know that there were gonna be men on the trip--
No, these aren't men. These are just the guys, you know?
Ghost shoots us, and Harry,
he's actually our personal chef and masseuse.
I also run the management company.
Yeah, we're all repped by the same FanZen agency.
Didn't Lucky mention that to you?
But they help us so much for a small fee.
How small?
- 40%. - 40%?
Yeah, but you'll be making so much money, you won't even notice.
Babe, is she gonna be a problem?
'Cause I don't like problems.
Lucky, I don't even know these guys.
Marie, who cares? Just-- you met them already.
They're not some creepy old-ass sugar daddies. They're just our boyfriends.
Yeah, who you give almost half the money you earn to.
No, only Lucky's boyfriend gets a cut.
The rest of the guys work for us.
Come on, it's gonna be super fun.
I stuck my neck out for you. Don't embarrass me, okay?
Let's go.
- Babe, are you good? - Um, yeah.
My mom just texted me and my uncle's in the hospital,
so I actually don't think I can go on the trip.
- Really? - I'm sorry, I have to go.
Wait, Marie, what about your bag?
Pleasure to see you again.
You're shaking like a leaf.
What did you get up to tonight?
Here.
All right. I'm just glad you're here.
So you've really been thinking about me?
Uh, well, you know,
I've been pretty preoccupied with work, but...
Yes, I must admit,
I've been thinking about you constantly.
I've been thinking about you, too.
I missed you.
Does that mean that you've reconsidered my offer?
Yes, but I have some requirements.
I've never done anything like this before.
Name them.
We do a trial run to make sure
that this relationship is mutually beneficial.
So I'll move in here for the week
for $30,000, like we discussed.
And then...
And then?
If it works,
I wanna be set up for life.
I won't see any other daddies besides you,
and I don't wanna have to worry about anything ever again.
You drive a pretty hard bargain.
Deal.
And what about you?
Now that you have me, what do you wanna do with me?
I would like it to feel like a real relationship.
I mean, before we get to all the other stuff,
I would like to get to know you a little bit, if that's okay.
Sure.
What kind of music do you listen to?
I don't really have a favorite.
What about you, Daddy?
Well, I'm a pretty typical Gen X-er.
I like my grunge.
Favorite artist, probably Elliott Smith.
- Hmm. - What about hobbies?
Being fabulous, of course.
Look, I know-- I know what this is,
and I'm not trying to make it anything else.
But...
could you be real with me?
Well, when I was in high school,
I really loved working with oil paints.
- Nice. Why'd you quit? - I don't know.
I guess art school is, like, stupid expensive,
and it wasn't gonna be my career, so...
I just kind of felt like, what's the point?
- I think you should start again. - Maybe.
You didn't ask if I was any good.
I don't have to. I know you are.
So when do you want our week together to actually start?
Um, does now sound like a good time?
I don't have anything with me.
Come here. I wanna show you something.
I tried to think of everything that you would need,
and what you would want.
- Yeah. - And you can have it all.
I mean, I'm hoping that you don't wanna leave, but...
So what do you say?
Okay.
Okay?
Just wait here for a second. I'll be right back.
Yes, bitch!
Use this man like your own personal ATM!
He offered me 30 grand to move in with him for the week.
I'm currently staring at a closet
full of designer clothes that he bought just for me.
Wait, wait, wait. What?
Uh, when did you meet this guy?
- Like, yesterday? - Maybe.
What happened to my friend that loved this for me?
Look, I know how much finding a guy like this means to you, Marie,
but do you actually know anything about this guy?
I don't know what you want me to say, Eddy.
Unlike you, I don't have rich parents,
so this is what I need to do.
That's a low fucking blow.
Yeah, I have a safety net, but everything comes at a cost.
Hey, Marie. Can you come in here?
- Is that him? - Yeah.
- He's in the bathroom. - Is that his fetish?
Spoiling you and then taking a giant, smelly shit?
I bet he wants to show it to you.
Oh, there's always a catch with the handsome and rich.
You know, that's why I like my men ugly and poor.
- There are no surprises. - Okay, well, this has been really, really helpful,
but I have to go.
Hey.
You, uh, seem a little stressed out,
so I thought it might be nice for you just to relax and have a bath.
Are you sure this isn't just a cheap ploy to see me naked?
Oh, you're gonna be naked?
How does that feel?
Look at me.
Tell me how it feels.
Yes, please.
It feels really, really good.
* When I, when I need it When I, I need it *
* When you do me like this And I like it like this *
* When I, when I need it When I, I need it *
* When you do me like this And I like it like this *
* When I, when I need it When I, I need it *
* When you do me like this And I like it like this *
* When I *
* I'm tryna get you In my bedroom *
* Only us and no distraction *
You like this? Use your words.
Oh, my God.
Please, can I have more?
You are not allowed to cum until Daddy tells you.
Okay.
Please, daddy, can I cum?
Please. Please, can I cum?
- No. You'll have to beg me. - Please.
Please. Please.
I'll do anything.
- I'll do anything. - You'll do anything?
Yeah.
Okay. Okay, cum for daddy.
* When you do me like this And I like it like this *
* When I, when I need it When I, I need it *
* When you do me like this And I like it like this *
* When I, when I need it When I, I need it *
* When you do me like this And I like it like this *
It's okay. It's fine. It's just about you.
* When you do me like this And I like it like this *
* When I, this, when I *
Mm-hmm.
I guess. Sure.
Depends on, you know.
Yeah.
Say it again?
- Making yourself at home? - Oh. Oh, fuck.
Oh, no, sorry about that.
Oh, let me see.
I had this happen to me a few months ago.
You put it in a bowl of rice.
Leave it in there for a couple of days
and it's like new.
Okay.
Okay, Marie, you got the run of the place.
Except for one room.
Didn't anyone ever tell you curiosity killed the cat?
- What's in the room? - Oh, nothing. Boring stuff.
Birth certificates, files, taxes.
- It's actually a sex dungeon. - Okay.
Well, will you show me if I'm extra good?
I'm counting on it.
Look, I got a couple of calls I gotta finish up
and then I'm all yours.
Why don't you go for a swim?
It's a gorgeous day.
Perfect timing, beautiful.
- You cook. - Yeah.
Does that surprise you?
- Just impressed. - Yeah.
Thank you.
- Cheers. - Cheers.
It's delicious.
Can I ask you a personal question?
Yes.
What gets you off about all this?
Well, my therapist says
that I like the control
that comes with dominating people.
What about you?
Well, I'd actually argue
that the submissive controls the situation.
We're the ones who set the boundaries,
express our limits, we use the safe word.
Hmm.
Have you ever thought about it?
Dominating somebody?
Once or twice in passing,
but I don't think it's really my thing.
The only times I've topped were with women.
Do you think that you would like
to be a little more dominant with me?
Get on your knees.
Quickly.
Did I say you could touch me?
No, ma'am.
Every time you disobey me, you'll be punished.
Tell me you understand.
I understand.
Good.
Kiss my feet.
Now kiss my ankle.
Did I say you could go up any higher?
- No. - You're my little slut now.
- But, uh-- - You're Daddy's good girl, right?
- Mm-hmm. - You wanted to hit Daddy, didn't you?
If Daddy wanted to hit you, what do you say to me?
- Thank you, Daddy. - Yeah.
Where were you?
Oh, I just, uh, had to take a call.
Come on, baby. Sleep.
Hmm.
Marie?
I was gonna surprise you.
You know, I was up half the night doing this.
- Last night? - Yeah.
I even had to lug out an old Persian rug.
Where are you going?
I saw you carrying the rug, and I thought...
I don't know what I thought.
Oh. Yeah, okay.
Your mind went to a sinister place because I pay you to live with me and fuck me,
and you thought, what, I'm up in the middle of the night killing people?
I'm really sorry, Jeff, I-- it was stupid.
Um, anyway, here's that. That's fixed.
I-- I'm gonna go get dressed.
Hey, Marie.
Sorry about how we ended things,
but please call me, okay?
Oh, uh, and that dickdoms girl
I was telling you about?
She just posted for the first time in a month.
Anyway, I'm glad your guy isn't an axe murderer,
but drop me a pin, okay?
ChloeLamore has gone missing.
All of her socials have been a ghost town for the past month.
Your mind went to a sinister place because I pay you to live with me and fuck me
and you thought, what, I'm up in the middle of the night killing people?
Oh, fuck!
Honey, I'm home!
Oh.
Sorry.
That's my fault.
I can buy you a new one.
I kind of thought I'd see you in that cute little number
that you were in earlier.
Where'd the baby go?
Want me to punish her?
No, my uncle, actually, he fell.
So, he's in the hospital. I have to go.
Is he gonna be okay?
I don't know, that's why I have to go.
You're coming back, though, right?
'Cause I'm really enjoying our time together.
Yeah. Mm-hmm.
Sure, I'll-- I'll definitely come back.
I just-- I need to go 'cause my mom's a wreck, so...
Okay, I hate seeing you go, but love watching you leave.
Oh, sorry.
I had this new electronic lock installed last month
and sometimes I forget.
Okay.
Oh, Marie.
You didn't say "please."
Bread, Jeff, okay? I'm using the safe word.
Please, bread, I need to go.
I really need to leave and my uncle needs me.
He's-- he just needs me.
You don't have an uncle, Marie.
Your mom's Anita Glover.
She lives at 357 Westburg Lane,
Shingle Springs, California.
She has two sisters:
Marie, who you're named after, and Jessica.
Neither of them ever married.
And your father was an only child.
It's-- it's not that I'm mad that you lied to me.
It's that I'm disappointed you told such a bad lie.
You're smarter than that. That's why I picked you.
Good girl.
How you feeling?
Like I smashed my head on some stairs.
Take a seat.
Rest a little bit.
Dinner's almost ready.
Take a seat!
Would you like a drink, baby?
Oh, what am I talking about?
You probably shouldn't drink anything, not after you hit your head.
What were you thinking?
What are you gonna do to me?
Do you, um...
like the dress?
I picked it out myself.
What's in that room, Jeff?
I'm gonna bring us out a meal here, and we're gonna sit down,
and we're gonna eat it together, and then I'm gonna run you a bath.
Does that sound good?
Does it?
It would mean a lot to me if we could just start over.
Have fun.
For the rest of the time that we have together, okay?
- Hmm. - Good.
Good girl.
I was gonna ask you--
What are you doing?
Um, I was just gonna have a sip of your drink,
because you made it look so good.
Hey.
Did you hit your head and forget your manners?
Is that it?
Please let me have a sip of your yummy drink.
Please? Please who?
Please, Daddy.
Hmm.
That's good.
That's very good.
You're getting the idea now, okay?
Submission, it gets rewarded.
Here.
Hmm.
Oh, boy.
Hey, tell me.
What is it that you think is in that room?
I don't know, and it's scaring me.
You're scaring me, Jeff.
Is that where you're gonna put me?
And lock me away until I'm nothing?
Is that where you put Chloe?
Chloe?
What the fuck?
Oh, my God.
You are so pretty.
You're alive.
Yeah, what?
No, no, no, what are you doing? No, uh-uh, uh-uh.
Jeff would not like that.
We have to get out of here. This could be our only chance.
And I think we could probably fight him off if we do it together.
What are you talking about? I like it in here.
What?
Babe, this place is like Disney World.
Didn't you see all the clothes?
But we're trapped here.
I know. Isn't it great?
I was going to introduce you when your week was up,
but now that you've met, maybe we can have some fun together.
Marie, this is Chloe. Chloe, Marie.
It's so, so nice to meet you, babe.
Chloe, you have been locked up in here for three days.
Let's take a lap around the house.
Thank you, Daddy.
What do you have to say for yourself?
- I was-- I was just-- - Trying to leave?
Let this be your official warning.
If you ever disobey me again,
you will be locked in here as punishment.
Chloe, hey.
You've been such a sweet girl.
Would you like to have dinner with me tonight?
- Does that sound nice? - Yes, Daddy.
Marie has been disobeying orders,
so she's gonna spend the night here...
all alone.
Marie.
Jeff fell asleep while we were picking the movie to watch.
Well, I thought you might be hungry, so I made you something.
I didn't poison it.
Thanks.
I'm surprised he didn't chain you to the bed.
You know the nicer you are to him,
the more freedom he gives you?
Obviously you haven't explored the true crime genre.
Haven't you heard of Elizabeth Smart?
I think I blew her brother in the fifth grade.
Wow. There I was in fifth grade making friendship bracelets
and learning how to speak gibberish.
Finally. Something we have in common.
I know this is gonna sound crazy, but...
I feel like you're someone I'm gonna know for the rest of my life.
Oh, yeah?
And how long do you think that'll be?
Look, I know you're scared, but...
we're really gonna have the best time together.
You're delusional.
Come here. I wanna tell you something.
Closer.
You're not the first person to tell me that.
I have to go, but...
do me a favor, explore the room.
I really think you're gonna like what you find.
See ya.
What the fuck have I gotten myself into?
Good morning, sunshine.
Okay, so, I begged Jeff
to let us play hide and seek together outside, so you could get some fresh air.
- We're let outside? - Yeah.
Come on, put this on, okay?
'Cause he's already started counting.
Hide and seek?
Isn't that a little infantilizing?
Tell me you didn't have a childhood
without telling me you didn't have a childhood.
- Where do the stairs go? - To the pool.
Okay, so the trick is to keep moving
to all the places that he's already looked.
Where should we go first?
How far down do you think the street is?
I have no idea.
But that's against the rules.
Okay, he's probably already started counting to 100.
We've got to go. Come on, quicker.
- All right. - You've got long legs. Use them.
One, two, three. Here I come.
Quick! Quicker.
Come on. Shh, shh, shh, shh.
Come on, move your arms.
- Found you. - Oh! Dang it!
You failed 'cause you're stuck together.
It's easier to hide when you're alone.
Yes, Daddy.
Yes.
Yes, who?
Daddy.
Okay, so Jeff may have won today's games,
but there's always tomorrow.
And now that there's two of us, I think that we have
a really good chance of outsmarting him.
Yeah, 'cause that's what I'm upset about.
That we lost at hide-and-seek.
Look...
...I hate to be the one to say this,
but your vibes are just, like...
really terrible right now.
Dance with me?
You're not one of those perennially happy people, are you?
God, no.
I hate those people.
I was still on killing myself before Jeff came along.
- What? - Nothing.
I would just assume someone like you,
internet fame, plenty of money,
certainly wouldn't need the help of a man.
You've seen dickdoms?
Well, first of all,
I don't need the help from anybody.
And second of all, it's easier to fuck men
than it is to be in love with women.
Amen, sister.
How do you think I ended up here?
I guess that's something else that we have in common.
It just feels really good to completely surrender.
And he's really good at it if you give him a chance.
Hey, a real dom wouldn't trap a submissive
against their will.
We're not trapped.
We're finally free.
I really wish that you could see that.
They know you're missing. Your fans are searching for you.
I know.
That's why Jeff posts for my account,
so they can all chill out.
Those people don't care if I live or die.
I'm just an object for them to consume.
And Jeff gets that, he sees me.
I see you.
And I care.
Oh, God, you're good at that.
I know you're just my type.
Don't let me stop the fun.
You girls keep doing what you're doing.
Chloe, kiss her back.
Yes, Daddy.
Maria, look at me.
Chloe, take off Maria's shirt.
What did you just say there?
I told her to say thank you to you, Daddy.
Well?
Thank you.
What the fuck?
Chloe, punish her.
Get down on your knees, brat.
Arms.
Harder.
She doesn't deserve to play with us, does she, Daddy?
No, she doesn't.
Did it turn you on watching us dance like that, Daddy?
Yes, it did.
Do you wanna be kissed like that, Daddy?
Yes, I do.
I have an idea.
How about we go upstairs
and Maria stays down here
and thinks about what she's done?
Yeah.
* When you're near When you're gone *
Hey, girls.
Marie!
Look what Daddy got us.
* Would I kill for you *
* Would I live, would I feel Would I kill *
* My head aches And my mind's spun *
* Thoughts race 'Cause if we're done *
* Would I live, would I feel Would I kill for you *
* Would I live, would I feel Would I kill for you... *
For you.
* I don't wanna know *
* 'Cause I can't let you go *
Excuse me, I have to go bring Daddy his breakfast.
* Do you know how it feels To be over now *
* Do you know how I feel Like I'm broken down *
* Can't let you go *
What about these? Come on.
- You'd look so good in them. - I'm not wearing those.
* Do you know how it feels To be over now *
I think we should put this one on, 'cause then we can match.
- That is so not me. - Nope, you're putting it on.
I don't care. You don't like anything else.
Take it. Shoo.
* Do I live, do I feel... *
Yeah.
Do you like our outfits, Daddy?
Yeah-- Uh, no.
Get out of here. I'm working.
* And I hate it *
* Would I live, would I feel Would I kill for you *
* Would I live, would I feel *
Wow.
You're, like, really good.
I'm all right.
You know, no one's ever painted me before.
Well, I'm not finished yet. I still have to add a lot of detail.
You know, when we were doodling in your notebook the other night,
I noticed that you have a really great drawing style.
I mean, they're just doodles.
It's nothing like this.
It's not that hard.
Will you show me?
- How to paint? - Yeah.
Of course.
You start with a blank canvas.
And then...
you add paint.
It's easy.
Have you always drawn?
No.
I only started drawing when I got here.
You got to do something to pass the time in there.
You know, other than masturbate.
Of course.
So you really like being locked up in there?
Yes.
It's nice to have time to myself.
It's a place where no one can get to me.
I just don't get it. Don't you miss your old life?
What do I miss?
The parasocial online hellscape,
the climate apocalypse anxiety?
What's your obsession with getting out of here?
What does the outside world have to offer you?
Okay, yeah, the outside world is totally fucked,
but this is not normal.
Jeff is, like, a sick person.
Just not a bad guy.
He's just a guy.
He doesn't like to be told no. But what guy does?
Okay, so you wanna grip the brush loosely
between your fingers, and then you just
add just the right amount of pressure.
And there you go.
You're on your way to a masterpiece.
I can tell.
How long have you been painting?
My mom taught me to paint when I was a kid,
so I guess that long.
Okay, so you have a good relationship with your mom.
What about your dad?
Okay, so you wanna know about my relationship with my dad?
You're gonna make a point that I became a sugar baby
because I have a shitty relationship with my father?
I mean, my dad's my best friend, and I stomp on men's balls
on the Internet for funsies.
So?
I have a great relationship with my dad. Okay?
I like sugaring because it can be lucrative
and because I can always leave the situation whenever I want to.
Or... at least I thought I could.
I don't really get involved with people romantically.
I don't get attached because there's no point.
People are selfish. Okay? Everyone is selfish.
And they're just gonna
leave me once they're done with me anyway.
So you have a habit of leaving and I have a habit of staying.
How's that gonna work out for us?
You painted me.
Can I paint you?
I would love to see that, actually.
We just have to let the canvas dry a little bit.
You meant paint me in a literal sense.
* The life I danced in *
* And could get enough *
* I couldn't help it, no *
Are we done with our lesson?
* I wondered who let you Call them "baby" *
* I wondered who let you *
* Call them "baby" *
* You do have a way With the ladies *
* Take it all *
* Bring it back to my bed *
* Take it all *
* Nothing needs to be said *
* Take it all *
You know, if you stayed, I'd never leave you.
* In my head *
It's getting late.
We should really shower and get in bed before Jeff notices.
* For thoughts of you To spread *
* I couldn't help it, no *
* I came back *
* Saying if it's a cruel game *
* Well, I came to know *
* If I'd met my match *
* I wasn't playing, though *
* Take it out Bring it back to my bed *
* Take it out Oh, nothing needs to be said *
* Take it all I'll use the space *
* It frees up in my head *
I give up.
- What do you mean? - I mean, this is your last day.
Done everything I could for you, and clearly you're not happy.
Yeah. Good.
You... are free to go.
I'm free. I could just walk right out the door. - Mm-hmm.
Money's already been added to your account.
- And Chloe? - You can have your freedom and the money,
or you could stay here with me and Chloe, but you can't have both of them.
And the window on that decision is closing.
I'll go. I'll go. Okay.
- Okay. - But can I at least just say goodbye to Chloe?
Please.
Please, Daddy.
Can I say goodbye? Please?
Okay, yeah. I'll give you 90 seconds.
1 second longer and I'm locking the door again.
That's it?
You're leaving?
I don't wanna leave you, but I can't stay here.
Come with me, please.
I told you that I like it here.
Why can't you just stay?
I'll never forget you.
I'm hard to forget.
Since you're going out, do you mind taking that with you?
You're gonna have to make some kind of pledge.
I'll do anything to stay. Please, Daddy.
- Please let me stay. - I don't have time for this.
Okay. All right, you can stay.
But tell me...
tell me that you need me.
I need you.
- You do. - Uh-huh.
Tell me you love me.
I love you.
Okay. All right. Go put on a bikini.
I have my guest coming over. Oh, and, uh...
Just let me be mad at you for a little longer.
Okay?
Fine.
Not exactly, my friends.
Welcome aboard. Welcome aboard.
- Oh, lovely. - Half the size of yours.
Good to see you again, man. Took an IQ test.
- Oh, you did? - Oh, yeah.
Off the skids?
What's up, man? Good, good.
It was my note, wasn't it?
It was a very compelling doodle.
Has he ever had friends over before?
No, this is the first time.
For fuck's sake.
Yuck.
I'm gonna get a drink.
- Do you want anything? - Surprise me.
We'll do what we did to them last time.
This is gonna be easy. No one's looking for...
- What is it? - Follow me.
Oh, man. Oh, man. That's exactly right.
It's exactly the thing. 'Cause today's a celebration.
Yeah. Yeah. I'm so happy for you, man.
- I am, yeah. - Thank you. Means a lot.
Yeah. You take care.
Girls.
What's the matter?
You're right. Okay?
Jeff's just bad.
- He's a bad guy. - What did he do to you?
It's not what he did to me. It's what he did to us. Open it.
Ew. He's been filming us? What a fucking creep.
He hasn't only been filming us, he's been uploading it too.
This is a FanZen page.
Jeff has his own creator account.
"Two hot lesbians paint each other's tits in art studio."
"Daddy fingers young sugar baby in bathtub"?
These have, like, a million views.
Yeah, and he's been blurring his face, too.
- Fucker. - No, not the bunny!
Oh.
Fuckity fuck shit. What are we gonna do?
- Chloe. - Motherfucker.
Babe.
Hey, there you are. I'm looking everywhere for you two troublemakers.
What's that?
Why don't you tell us, Jeff?
It's just a security camera.
You gave me Humper as a fucking gift, Jeff.
- Well-- - Well, you know what?
It's done. We're done.
What the fuck are you talking about? What?
You're going to let us leave right now. - What?
What did Marie tell you?
Chloe, what is--
Stop. No, you can't go home. Sorry, not yet.
Haven't you made enough money off of us?
"Hot lesbians paint each other's tits in art studio"?
Where's my laptop? I know you guys have it,
so I'll let you go if you tell me where it is.
Why don't you go fuck yourself?
Fucking shut up. Shut the fuck up.
Chloe. Give me the laptop and I'll let Marie go, okay?
- I won't hurt her. - Don't give it to him, Chloe.
Shut the fuck up, you stupid fucking bitch.
Don't. Just run, Chloe.
I won't hurt her again if you give me the laptop. Okay?
Okay, fine.
Just-- just take it.
Marie?
- Hi. - How long was I out?
It's almost evening.
Jeff sucks.
Levi was an early adopter of this philosophy.
Well, you should've just stuck with your instincts and not come back.
Well, my instincts were a little bit distracted
with the whole you still being here thing.
Where's the laptop?
I gave it back to him.
Well, there goes our leverage. Fuck.
You came back for me?
You know, your "what's so great about the outside world"
argument was actually pretty compelling.
Seeing as we're now probably on the
getting-sold-into-sex-slavery train,
that point is now moot.
You like me.
Don't we have bigger things to worry about right now?
Like how the fuck we're gonna get out of here? - Together?
- Yes, together. - Okay. You don't just like me.
You, like, love me.
Can we please talk about this later?
No. Come on, just say it.
You're, like, the best person ever. So just say it.
It's so easy. It's just, like, three little words.
Just three. Just say it.
* You They have a place for you *
* They do, they do *
* It's called hell *
* They have a place for me *
* They do, they do *
* It's called heaven *
* In this place *
* Where I'm going *
* In this space *
* It's called heaven *
* You left me *
* Left me all alone *
* In this space *
* Left me all alone *
Please, please. Yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Oh, my God. Yeah.
Yeah, just like that. Just like that.
Yeah. Oh, fuck.
Yeah.
I'm going to cum.
* Take the girl *
* Take her with you *
* So I don't know, won't know *
* So you don't see me *
* Don't see me watching you *
* Watching you, watching you *
I love you.
We need to get the fuck out of here.
Wait here.
What? You could've left anytime?
I never had a reason to.
- Now I do. - How do you even know how to pick a lock?
A fraternity puts you in handcuffs once,
you never let that shit happen to you again.
- Baby, baby. - Yeah?
When we get out of here, we're both gonna go to therapy, okay? So much therapy.
- Okay. - So what's the plan?
- Who is he talking to? - Well, you wanna drink something?
Oh, God, it's one of his friends.
So, what you been up to? Tell me that.
- I just-- - Just hanging out?
You find the phone and I'll distract them.
- Hold on. - Gross.
I'll be in the living room. - Meet me back in the foyer.
- Marie. - Eddy.
How do you know my dad?
Okay, phones away.
That's it, just, uh, father and son time now as they say.
Dad, what the actual fuck is going on?
- He's the sugar daddy? - I need help.
I should fucking say you do.
You know that I am begging him for table scraps
and he's giving you 30 grand to look pretty?
I swear I didn't know.
I just need you to help me get out of here right now.
Ugh!
You sick fuck!
Fucking bitch. I should've known you'd be fucking trouble. Fuck!
How'd you get out the fucking cell?
- I didn't break us out. - I did.
Have you lost your fucking mind?
You were right, Jeff.
We're doomed if we stay together.
Fuck that.
Dad. Unlock the fucking door. I'm trying to leave.
Holy shit.
You're Chloe Lamore.
Now what? What's your second plan?
You got anyone? You got one plan B.?
- Fuck. - Hey, Daddy.
Fuck.
Chloe, we gotta get out of here. Okay?
- What happened to Eddy? - Find him. Hurry.
- Hey. - Chloe, get the fuck out of here.
- Not without you. - Chloe.
I'm tired of being the nice guy.
You scared? You think I'm gonna kill you?
I'm not gonna kill you.
But I am gonna break you.
I'm gonna have all that fiery spirit just for me.
Take the only thought in your little head.
You're gonna be pleasing me. No money involved.
Any last words?
Behind you.
Give me one good reason why I shouldn't take this to the cops.
- You okay? - What are you talking about?
These fucking bitches are blackmailing me.
Blackmailing our family.
It's your word against theirs.
So who should I believe?
The dynamic gold digging duo or you?
What do you want?
You want a condo?
A condo by the beach? Whatever.
You know, Dad...
Family is really important to me.
Eddy, he's dangerous.
Family is everything to me, Dad.
When you left me and Mom...
Marie became my family.
No!
Don't do this, bitch, you--
You hit me for it.
- He's out! - Oh, my God.
I'm so sorry.
Should we call 911?
'Cause he looks, like, super fucked up.
No.
Ambulance means cops and cops means questions.
Yeah, but we have evidence that pretty much exonerates us, right?
- Right? - My dad would do anything to avoid prison.
- Anything. - Marie.
No one's going to jail.
No one's calling the cops. I have an idea.
Knock, knock. How you feeling today?
I, uh...
Really glad to see you.
I just--
I just wanted to apologize to you.
For any pain that I might have caused.
You know, it sounds really silly, but, um,
I was thinking maybe after all this is over that,
you know, like, we could be friends.
You know...
- We have enough friends, Jeff. - Fuck.
Um... ...guys, I can't.
I don't know how you did this. Very brave.
But I don't have the strength to just take much more of this.
So, I'm worried. I'm worried I might hurt myself.
What are you gonna do? Asphyxiate on a stuffed animal?
Guess he could strangle himself with the sheets.
But if you die, the house goes to Eddy, right?
So, killing yourself would actually be really helpful for us.
That would clear up a lot of red tape.
You're so silly, Daddy.
You're probably just cranky 'cause you haven't eaten since yesterday.
That's because he was a bad boy.
Are you ready to be a good boy for us, Jeff? You get a treat.
Some cheese for the rat? No?
Okay, suit yourself.
You're so hot when you're being all dommy.
See you tomorrow, Jeff.
- Baby. - Wait! Wha-- what--
What kind of-- what kind of cheese?
Ladies, I just uploaded that video we took yesterday
and it's already banked two grand.
People love feet. I told you.
Who wants a paloma to celebrate?
- Me. - Me with ice.
I'll get it.
Oh, sorry, I didn't realize anyone was home.
Hey, is the guy who lived here-- Did he move?
- I haven't seen him in a while. - Oh, Daddy hasn't been feeling well.
Oh, okay.
Well, hope your dad feels better.
* Hey, I think by now *
* Daddy's gonna Tell you no lie *
* Oh, well I bet I can define it now *
* Daddy's gonna Tell you no lie *
* And if you listen to me You're sure to see *
* Daddy's gonna Tell you no lie *
* I think you should obey *
* Listen to every word I say *
* Now Let all the other guys alone *
* And stop your yapping On the telephone *
* 'Cause if you listen to me You're sure to see *
* Daddy's gonna Tell you no lie *
* La-la-la-la-la-la, la-la *
* Listen to me You're sure to see *
* Daddy's gonna Tell you no lie *
* I went down to The record shop *
* But not a word Was on my mind *
* And so when I saw you At the record shop *
* You danced with one another To the line *
* But if you listen to me You're sure to see *
* Daddy's gonna Tell you no lie *
* La-la-la-la-la-la, la-la *
* Listen to me You're sure to see *
* Daddy's gonna Tell you no lie *
* I went down To the record shop *
* But not a word Was on my mind *
* So when I saw you At the record shop *
* You danced with one another To the line *
* But if you listen to me You're sure to see *
* Daddy's gonna Tell you no lie *
* La-la-la-la-la-la, la-la *