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Sir chuckled "I like my way better" He rested his forearainst her pussy, and she barely suppressed a ain

Petal-soft touches danced over her clit, and her body sprang back to awareness

"You know only a barbarian would refuse to use a glass" The bartender glanced over Sir’s shoulder and grinned "Like my new bar ornament, Z?"

Oh, dear sweet God Beth stiffened, her humiliation complete as Master Z walked around Sir

He turned and looked at her, his silver gazeat Sir with a faint smile, he lifted a brow "I do believe I provide several well-equipped stations for scenes"

Master Nolan patted herher jump "I would never do a scene at the bar, Z This was punishment"

"Indeed" Master Z tilted his head "Did I not hear scenelike noises co from this area?"

"Well, you kno I hate to drink from the bottle" Froer started stroking through her wetness, relentlessly rubbing against her clit As the inescapable pleasure surged through her, theuncontrollably as she strove not to lass so I used as available"

"Don’t be bla me, you bastard," Cullen said

"Well, that explains it" Eyes lit with laughter, Master Z glanced at Beth, at where Sir’s hand lay, and he coughed Another surge of heat ran through Beth, this tih And I’ve noticed the sub extreers on the bar "That’s a serious proble a solution?"

"I am" Z smiled slowly "Some sales reps have been after me to let them demo their equipment I’ve decided to have a nore the insistent ers What kind of machines would a BDSM club use? Winches?

"Machines?" Cullen asked "You lost aze drifted over Beth "I intend, by the end of that evening, there won’t be a sub able to walk"

Cullen barked a laugh

Nolan chuckled, turning to run an assessing gaze over Beth, one that ht be fun I think she likes objects being inserted here and there" His finger slid into her, and she gasped, her senses flaring

"Switching to another subject," Z said "I plan to ree the kitchen Can you coive me an estimate?"

"How about Tuesday? Maybe around four or so?"

"That ell"

As Master Z strolled away, Sir glanced at Cullen "All that talking left me dry" He picked up the beer bottle, and Beth could hear the swish of re control on top of the bar, having no… "Please, Sir," she whispered, and her voice trembled "No Please, Master"

His eyebrows lifted "Would you prefer to do this elsewhere? Upstairs?"