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eeling position, she lowered herself to her knees on the hardwood floor, bowed her head, and clasped her wrists at her back And oh, God, where was Cora? The last time she’d seen her ith Master Aidan, when they arrived at the dungeon, but was she so?

A ed her presence or talked to her; she assumed she looked like a statue Oh, but there’s a lot of people behind you, and they’re looking at your bare butt!

After another few minutes that were probably short but seemed like a da,” he told the crowd, and the people behind her stayed silent “Tonight, for our demonstration, I have a special treat for you”

Presley’s heart skipped a beat, but her thoughts had to mislead her Master Dmitri wouldn’t put her on display in front of all these peopleand do things to herwicked things, would he?

A pin could’ve dropped, and it would’ve sounded like a loud boom on the floor as the air around her appeared to vanish A hand came into her line of vision, as well as black shiny shoes, and she cringed “Come now, doll”

Chapter Thirteen

Dh his veins as he clie He chuckled at Presley’s sweaty hand tangled with his as they traveled to the center of the large steel platform

He stopped at the front of the stage, the warlanced at Presley, swearing he could see the ha her neck “To your knees”

The earlier event in the games room had happened for two reasons Not only as a punishment, since he’d known she’d be uncomfortable He had stated in the clearest terain, she’d end up nude and exposed A clear consequence that would hopefully ain He’d also administered the punishment in that manner to soften the blow of the scene he had planned for her tonight

Demonstrations by the Club Sin Masters for the other eon Froer, D what he and the other Masters had learned over the years with Club Sin ht to put on such a demonstration

Presley had already learned that she enjoyed having others watch her, and perhaps that hy she’d taken his hand and followed hie She was nervous, yes, but brave At the moment, he loved and hated that trait in her Part of him wanted her to be brave for him, not to prove to herself that she could do it, to be a different woer and not shy He wanted her to act because of her sub that of her wasn’t his right He was only training her The personal reasons behind her actions shouldn’t concern him, only that she complied with his demands, as was expected of any Club Sin submissive

Once she dropped to her knees like a nice little submissive, with her head borists clasped at her back, knees spread wide to show off her pretty pussy, and breasts high, he turned to the crowd He had noticed earlier how the approval of the other Masters gave Presley strength, heating her up some She needed reassurance, and he would ensure that she received it “Lovely sub I have, don’t I?”

Murreement drifted up froating He wanted her nervous, as that teased him, but he didn’t want her terrified Yet as he stared at Presley kneeling and waiting for hiroin Seeing her like this stunned hi this beautiful

Was it her responsiveness to his orders e with other subht with her blond hair trailing over her back? The pride he felt as she knelt there, when the shy side of her would’ve run away? Had it been the last week of nonstop thinking about her and planning for tonight? Whatever the reason, so in the way she waited there affected him, and he couldn’t quite pinpoint why