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before I did, his cock went semi-hard inside me. This pissed me off, so I climbed off him and laid down on the floor, spreading my legs.
    “You will be punished for that. The extent of the punishment depends on how well you can make me come,” I told him. He looked between my legs, then got off the chair and crawled to me on his hands and knees. His mouth went straight to my entrance, which was not where he should be. I leaned back, grabbed the whip that was just within reach and whipped his back. He stopped and lifted his head higher, and hit the spot he knew I wanted. He inserted one finger while he licked me, then another and soon I came around his hand. A tremble took over my body and I pointed him back to his seat. He did as indicated and sat back down. I stood and pulled my lingerie back on and walked out the door.
    “I want to fuck,” Sarena said to me. I shook my head. “Can I have a turn?” she asked and pointed to my Thrall. I looked through the glass and saw him in his seat, not doing anything. I crooked my finger at Sarena and she got up and followed. She was dressed in her normal wear, a short as fuck dress. His head snapped up when we entered and Sarena smiled brightly.
    “You will need to please her now,” I told him. He looked scared.
    “Yes, Master,” he said, standing. I stopped him with a hand signal and stood behind Sarena. I ran my hands up her side and she purred loud. The zipper was long at the back and I pulled it down, letting the dress drop to the ground. She was fully naked underneath and she was beautiful. I palmed her breast and Thrall’s cock sprung back to life.
    “If you can’t please her, your punishment will be severe,” I told him as I ran my hand over her breast while she stood still grinning. He nodded his head eagerly and walked to her. I stepped back and watched as he dropped to his knees and lightly spread her legs, so his mouth could reach up the middle. She grabbed hold of his head and pulled his blond hair. He reached up between her legs and inserted a finger, her eyes closed in bliss. I walked out and decided to watch from the other side.
    “I have buyers lined up,” Dominic said when I entered the other room. He was watching them, but his eyes stopped and turned to me.
    “I want to fuck you, Aria, but I don’t shit where I sleep,” he said. He stood and walked out, leaving me to try to work out what he had meant.

 
    Chapter 9
    Zeke was here. He looked different, more haunted than last time. Dominic was talking to him over in the corner and they acknowledged me with a nod when I entered. Women were everywhere, dressed in gowns and gloves. Sarena was off mingling while I stood and people watched. Checking who was there for the Thralls and who was there for the entertainment. There was a list associated with each of the Thralls and, at that moment, there were just the two. Mine and whoever Sarena had. Their pictures and details were all listed. There was also a rating associated with each Thrall for their bedroom skills, including how long they lasted and what they were good at.
    Carol spotted me and walked over smiling brightly.
    “How are you my dear?” she asked very proper.
    I smiled back at her. “Good, thank you,” was all I said in reply while scanning the ladies filling the house.
    “Which one is yours?” she questioned, looking at the large pictures blown up on the stage showcasing each man. My Thrall was shirtless, wearing only white pants and his blond hair was styled giving him more appeal. Sarena’s man looked angry, which he probably was, but the sour look in the photo would put people off. His hair was dark and he was tanned with a medium build and intense eyes.
    “Sandy,” I said, referring to his hair.
    “He looks like a good catch,” she complimented. “Come, I’ve brought new ladies.” She indicated for me to follow. She walked to where a group of ladies stood and read the details about the men. They gave a polite smile when they