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disturbing only weeks earlier , seemed almost amusing now.
    He finished tying my ropes. "Now you're free to enjoy yourself as you please. If you're looking for some fun, I can show you a thing or two."
    I shivered as I remembered his gloved fingers penetrating me earlier. "Uh, maybe later. I need to find someone first."
    I left the tent with a few other girls who were eager to join the party and followed the dark path towards the sounds of activity. The lawn was brightly lit with torches and lanterns. Everywhere I looked, people were engaged in outrageous behavior. I didn't stop to watch , I was only interested in one thing, finding Derek.
    I hesitated for a moment as I passed numerous masked m e n , all looking eerily similar, all engaged in sexual acts . How could I expect Derek to keep up our pact in the face of such extreme surroundings ? Especially after all I had experienced this night. Should I be searching these men more carefully? Could Derek be one of them?
    Shaking off my doubts, I moved through the grounds. Except for when he was drugged, Derek had never seemed too interested in the sex club. His sole focus was always to find Elise.
    I stood uncertainly under a torch searching the lawn s . My heart started beating fast as a masked man approached. Could it be Derek?
    He stood before me inspecting me thoroughly . Like all the other women present, I was quite naked except for the collar and rope harness. Despite the fact that I had performed a striptease in front of the entire crowd and had been displayed in an acrylic box, I still blushed under the heat of the man's gaze. Derek had told me that I looked sexy in the harness. Was the man Derek, thinking the same thing at this very moment?
    A hand reached out from under the robe and caressed my breast. It was long and thin and roughly calloused, and most definitely not Derek's.
    "I've been waiting for you. It's not midnight, but I don't think I can wait any longer."
    I froze at the sound of the voice. It was the man from the box who wanted me to meet up with him. I knew this man , but I still couldn't place his voice . Who was he ?
    I backed away from his hand, shaking my head.
    He stepped towards me. "You don't have to play shy with me. I could tell how much you liked my finger sliding in and out of you." His fingers captured and squeezed my nipple.
    He had backed me up against a hedge of pruned shrubs , which scratched and poked at my bare back . I tried to slip past him but he held tightly to my arm. "Just think how you would feel with this sliding between your legs."
    The man parted his cape to reveal his bulging cock. My eyes widened at the incredible girth of it.
    "No, I'm not interested. Now please let me go." I was beginning to worry, but I spoke with what I hoped was an authoritative air.
    The hand not restraining my wrist slipped down my body , moving towards my hip. "Just relax, baby. You're gonna like this."
    Before I could even contemplate my next move, the man let go of my wrist and spun around. I saw the hand on the man's shoulder and knew it was Derek before he even spoke.
    "I believe the lady said no." Derek had found me at the right moment.
    The man spat out his reply belligerently. "This is none of your business. Stay out of it."
    Derek spoke calmly. "I'm not sure The Club condones this sort of behavior, Mr. uh, and what was your name again?"
    The man tried to wave Derek aside. "We were just settling a disagreement. Everything is okay now. You can move along."
    Derek stood watching the man for a moment. Suddenly, he reached up and removed the mask from the man's face .
    I gasped in shock. It took only a moment for me to remember the man's name. It was Mr. Thomas, Jackson's aide that had interviewed me for the forensic accounting job months ago.
    Mr. Thomas flailed uncertainly. "Give that back to me !" His desperation was evident.
    Derek handed him the mask, which he quickly put back on. Mr. Thomas was gone in less than a second. Derek chuckled at the