…We’re in the Dungeon–an S&M club near our town–and this is my first play party, my first time stripped and hung on a cross in a place where we paid to get in, and I’ve just been spanked, whipped, flogged and paddled right into sub-space by Andre.
“Keep your collar on,” he says, gripping my elbow and I flinch–because I am not wearing any clothes.
“Can I put my dress on, please?” I say.
His eyes turn cold. “No.”
“Can I put on my shoes, please?”
He nods. “Okay.”
I put the black high heels on, wondering how I’ve made the leap from never playing in public to walking around a sex club with my Dom, undressed for the world to ogle.
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