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her hard nipples were visible through her bra. “I would have had you remove your bra, too, but I don’t want other people to see them.” His long fingers cupped her breasts.
    “See what?”
    “My nipples.” His fingers tightened on her tips, squeezing and pulling until she moaned. “That’s right, baby, let me hear you.” He sucked her earlobe into his mouth and gently nipped her.
    “Ahh,” she moaned as she arched closer to him, but he dropped his hands from her breasts and pulled away.
    “Let’s explore, CC.” He slipped her hand into his “We’ll see what flips your switch as we wander around.” She let him lead her around, explaining some of the stations as she watched the action.
    Some, she found, she really didn’t care for, like the woman having needles shoved through the meaty parts of her arm or the man being pegged by his mistress. Others, like the woman in the schoolgirl outfit getting her bottom spanked with a ruler, were hot. As she watch the ruler come down harder and harder onto the other woman’s ass, her fingers slid between her own legs. She was so close, just from observing, that it wouldn’t take much to make herself come.
    “No, my dear.” He brought her wet fingers up to his mouth and sucked them inside. “You don’t get to come without my permission.” He leaned down closer. “Do you want to get a spanking, CC? Do you want to feel my hand across your ass?”
    She nodded.
    “Answer me, pet. Do you want to feel my hand striking your ass? Do you want to feel the burn as I turn your butt red?”
    “Yes, sir.” She arched her cunt against his leg. Oh yes, she wanted to feel his hands on her ass. The very idea sent shivers of excitement straight to her clit. Her pussy wept, soaking the lacy black thong she wore. She was sure that it was going to be puddling round her feet at any moment.
    “Let’s go then.” She allowed him to lead her out of the dungeon and up two flights of stairs.

Chapter 7
     
    “This is my old apartment.” He pulled her into a darkened room. “I had it redone after I moved out, but I haven’t brought anyone here since.”
    “You didn’t like it downstairs?” she asked him as she looked around the room. It was set up a lot like the dungeon down below. Dark walls, leather upholstered bondage equipment, and a strange cross up against the wall. There were even chains hanging from the ceiling. Oh damn, she may have stepped a little too far into his world.
    “I didn’t want them to watch.”
    “Who wanted to watch? No one was paying attention to us!”
    Strong arms wrapped around her, holding her tight against him. “You didn’t see the other Doms checking you out. They wanted to see you naked and serving me. That’s for my pleasure alone.”
    “Serving you?”
    “Hell yes.” He brushed his wicked lips against hers. “I definitely want to see you serve me.”
    “How?” Surely he didn’t think she was going to be his maid! If so, she was ready to go home now.
    “Any damned way I want, sweetness.” His hands snaked around her back and released the catch on her bra. “If you want to keep that thong, you’d best pull it off quick.” At her hesitation, he ripped it off. “Never mind, girl. I took care of it.”
    “If you keep this up, I won’t have any panties left, Dallas.”
    “That’s okay,” he replied as he led her across the room. In a matter of seconds, he’d bound her hands then attached them to one of the chains hanging from the ceiling. “I prefer you without them.”
    “My sub, what shall I do with you first?” His smile was too devilish for her sanity. Her eyes followed him around the room. “A good sub keeps her eyes down.”
    “Guess I’m not a sub, huh?” Excitement was coursing through her veins. She’d never been this turned on and yet they hadn’t actually done anything yet. As her mama used to tell her, she was cruising for a bruising though—and she couldn’t wait!
    “Sweetness, you’ve always been a