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For this moment, this moment only, no fear intruded

He stepped into the BDSM club in don Ta as the music of Velvet Acid Christ assaulted his ears Two sluts, drenched in nauseating perfume, lined up behind him As the fat one chattered away in a shrill voice, he could almost feel his favorite cane in his hands and how he’d whip it across her insipid face and split the thin tissue of her lips Blood would splatter the wall and drip down onto the glossy pink latex corset she wore

"Sir"

He blinked, shook his head

"Sir," the door a clipboard forward "Sign here, please"

He scrawled his na his time so he could check the list No Elizabeth Stanton No Elizabeth at all But he couldn’t assuh to use an assu iven her his nanity If she’d abandoned it as easily as she’d rejected his home--and him--her punishment would be quite severe

Nolan had sent Beth home an hour before, her nerves obviously overloaded She’d done better than he’d anticipated Of course, she still didn’t trust hi a sip of beer, he twisted on the bar stool to watch the scene at the St Andrew’s cross A Do a feather up the inside of her sub’s legs The poor guy was treot off now, his curinned Mistress Anne would have locked that cock in so what a difference there could be between Dohts back to Beth and the Doms she’d known He understood her wariness After her experiences, she wouldn’t trust anyone easily, especially a Doendered, but if he tried to push her there, she’d flee Catch-22

That little sub was definitely a piece of work He scratched his jaw On a work site, ceround, so else So the crew had to shatter the heavy concreteit out What tools could he use to break up the uglyto be easy or quick

Holding his beer, Nolan wandered through the rooh most of the stations were still occupied At the stockade, a burly gay Doroaned with every slow stroke

Farther down, at the lacing table, a Doed in wax play with an older blonde whose breasts were covered hite streaks The sound of the sub’s moans as she approached her peak al like a sore tooth since he’d touched Beth’s wet pussy

Nolan turned and went the other direction, finally taking a chair near the suspension station to watch Cullen play with Sally The trainee sub was in her , curly hair the saure, the sub was a pleasure to fuck A bit hly subot past the attitude

Totally focused, the bartender worked a flogger up and down the pretty brunette with nice rhyth the pressure, soed, showing she couldn’t differentiate the pain frohs to lighter erratic blows on her alazed, her breasts and hips arching to meet the blows

Before Sally could come, Cullen stepped back, nodded in satisfaction, and unfastened her, steadying the sub when her legs wobbled A hip-high bench stood nearby--Cullen was always prepared--and now he laid Sally on her back with her head dangling off the top Her ass jutted out over the other end Cullen bent her legs up and strapped theainst her waist Top and botto around, Cullen walked over to Nolan and tossed a condom in his lap "Why don’t you come and play? Sally’s never had it froht…as good as she ever is And you’ve been a good boy too; everyone in the place heard Beth screaot off Nice job, but you’re probably ready to explode"

That was the truth Nolan picked up the condo to see where Cullen had gone Her frustration was obviously growing by the second, and Nolan laughed "Looks like we’d better get over there or she’ll co it with some of the newer Do a workshop on detecting fake orgas about Z’s sub who really hated doing public scenes "Jessica will hide under the bed if she hears you suggest that one"

Cullen’s roar of laughter silenced the whole club for a second Still chuckling, he et to beat her soave her, she’ll explode the et in her"

Cullen eyed the flushed sub "Looks that way" Unfastening his leathers, Cullen walked back to the bench "Dibs on oral"