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Chapter One: At Via Sofferenza

I strolled the streets of Pisa’s seedier districts, trying to decide if I wanted to get haet laid I couldn’t do both, since I preferred to get laid via kink clubs, and the one in Pisa had a strict no-alcohol rule As a pilot, I had access to BDSM clubs all over the world, and you’d better believe I took advantage

Of course, each club had their community rules, enforced by the locals I’d flown to the Tuscany area enough times that I was trusted in the clubs, and accepted as a Dominant, but I had to play by their rules Via Sofferenza—loosely translated to Path of Suffering—was a hedonistic, wild place, but you weren’t allowed to drink because of that wildness

I paused on the corner, searchingdrunk in Tuscany was always an adventure, full of boisterous songs and emotional outbursts from the patrons aroundtime The kink clubs were more complicated, but alsoItalian submissive to toy with, both sadistically and sexually My Scots heritage gave ht and build that was attractive to women, and my un-Italian blond hair and blue eyes drew them in

What did I feel like? Alcohol or sex?

I wasn’t flying tomorrow, so I didn’t have to worry about sobriety I’d be returning to New York as a charter passenger, having agreed to accoht-phobic theoretical astrophysicist across the Atlantic to a New York research facility I i air-support-coach to a nervous scientist while hungover fro Probably not the best idea

Sex, then I started toward Via Sofferenza, pulling ainst a drizzle of April rain I’d flown to Pisa to pick up htlife thing with me No, he was holed up near Cascina with his sub repaired some issues in their relationship Issues Relationship Both words disturbeda pilot: women never atte away soon, and gave you leeway to maneuver in and out of their bedrooms

I tried to remeht be open to a sado I hadn’t been here in a fewto mind

When I arrived at the nondescript club entrance, I paid the exorbitant cover charge for single males, while the women behind me aved in for free I didn’t mind the sexist fee scale It was how clubs like this kept the creepers and gawkers out, and ensured the ratio wasn’t twenty men to every woman

Via Sofferenza ell run in other ways, too It was clean, classy, and generously staffed with dungeonthe outskirts of thein the current scenes Unlike eon with only eon had a lot of leather- and stiletto-clad Do subs with enthusiastic pleasure Sadistic colish, and the roans of their victims sounded the same, too

I found a place against the wall and studied the club’s clientele, searching for a scene partner I preferred to play hard, so I needed a sub willing to take risks Body type was secondary I waspreferences Did they like to be hurt? Did they like to take chances? Were they self-possessed enough to walk away from an aftercare session with their psyche intact?

I heard a shriek fro a blindfolded and gagged wo She was bound, spread-eagled, to an open rack, so her back and front were exposed to the crowd around her At first glance, the scene didn’t look okay Toofrantically at her bonds I n taped around her stoht here Help me have fun

She’d apparently chosen to be tory Just the type of submissive I liked

I joined the circle, adth blonde hair, a little waist, and gorgeous, round tits A man in front of her slapped her nipples and pussy, while a shorterher licks whenever the Doled shriek fro

The sub was s in her bonds I exans she was in distress, but I didn’t know her well enough to judge One of the aze infor care of her, the one as here to judge her lireeting

He nodded back I’d be allowed to watch, but wasn’t sure yet if I’d be allowed to participate I sauntered around the circle of spectators to the other side of the rack, listening to Italian hter too They called their blonde victim “Ella,” and she ell liked here Once I made my way around the back, I saw that her pert, round ass had already been well marked

Damn, she was sexy, not just because she was recklessness personified It was her short stature coy Her wavy hair was a deeper blonde than led curls that bounced when she tossed her head I i her narroaist in my hands If she washer glorious ass to be spanked, whipped, or fucked

“Want a turn?” asked her Doet a closer look at herShe had juicy, full lips that ine a messy blowjob I wished I could look in her eyes, but the blindfold was part of her scene She probably needed it to let go, to understand that as happening around her was out of her control

I ran m

y hands over her lovely tits, then pinched her rock-hard nipples She drew in a breath, audible through the vented ball gag Drool dripped onto her chest I wanted to take the gag off too, because I wanted to hear her sighs and screa plastic I wondered if she was a tourist, or a grad student heading ho it off with a Via Sofferenza orgy This was theI’d ever seen here

The last Do and sucking them She cried out and shoved her hips forward “Oh, you like that?” I said against her ear “You’re a good fucking girl, aren’t you?”

She turned her head, even though she couldn’t see, horny circle asn’t known to her Maybe that scared her The thought arousedtoward the top of naled no sex, but others had touched her over her panties, so I did too, pressing s

She ag distorting her features, I could tell she was pretty, not superery pretty, but naturally pretty “Beautiful thing,” I murag you like this I’d keep your mouth clear and open I’d stick my cock in it all day”

I stroked her through her panties as I spoke, and felt her shudder Such a sensitive pussy, or had my words aroused her? The frenzy around her quieted as the other men watched me fondle her Did I look as turned on as I felt? I didn’t want to be the asshole who made her come when it was so ers away She pressed her hips forward, whining behind the gag

Horny little slut Ifor someone else to take over the front I needed a little ti, someone had cropped her with loud, rhythmic slaps until her cheeks were spotty and red I stroked a hand over her heated flesh, then pulled the back of the thong up between her crack She balanced on her toes with a groan

It took everything I had not to groan too If it were just her and me, no rules, no clothes, I would have buried one to town Instead, I cupped her cheeks and fantasized, taking a deep breath against her soft, blonde hair I wanted to grab her neck and squeeze I wanted to bite her ear and shove a couple fingers in her asshole to scare her, but she wasn’t ood faith

I satisfiedher I held her waist and walloped her a few ti as her ass cheek After each sers around whichever buttock I’d just punished, reveling in the round, felobes She tensed and , but from the clamps that had been applied to her tits by her Dominant

I could have stood there groping and spanking her all night, but I’d already taken a longer turn than everyone else, so I stepped away and gestured for the next guy Her Dom would finish her off soon if he had any heart at all I wasn’t the only asy What a nificent submissive Her Dom was a lucky man

I knew I should head to so to relieve the pressure in my pants, but instead I stayed in the circle around Ella Her Doe shortly after I left, and the harder he played with her, the hotter she got When he rolled on a condoave a cheer I watched her, fascinated by her horniness She practically climbed the man when he uncuffed her ankles So hot

I wanted to see her come, wanted to hear the noises she made, but another part of me didn’t want to watch someone else fuck her, because I’d rather have done itwith some women, but my senses were still trained on the corner where Ella played I wasn’t watching when she caames Kinky adventures

Why did I feel so wrought up?

Her Do to clean her up There was nothing wrong in the way he treated her, except that I wanted to be the one touching her, the one experiencing her post-scene e over her curvy body, then wrapping her in ot off inside her pussy, or maybe her asshole