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The hall was busier than that first night and my heart began to beat faster. Most of the people were congregated at the last window and I knew it was because of Genevieve and Luke. I hadn’t seen them and I was already getting turned on. My nipples had hardened and my pussy throbbed.

I was not ready for the sight before me. Luke was bent over some bench like thing, completely naked. He was handcuffed with a strap around his shoulders, blind folded and his back and ass were pink. Luke’s powerful body all tied up was one of the sexiest things I had ever seen. Genevieve was in the leather outfit I made her with a flogger in her hands with kitten heels that had a bow on the back. Her hair was curled half up and half down looking every bit the Madame she was.

“She’s here,” Genevieve said looking up and I froze. “The bratty Little Minx is finally here.”

She ran a flogger along his back as his breathing quickened.

“Shall we give her a show?” she smirked, looking up and wondering how much she could see out here.

“Yes, Mistress,” Luke moaned as she stroked him.

“You’ve been such a good boy,” she purred.

My stomach clenched at the sight and the sounds coming from Luke.

“Look at you, pet.” She ran her hands down his back before spanking one cheek.

“Fuck,” he cried out.

“Yes, pet, show your wife how much you love being tied up for me,” Genevieve snapped as she smacked his ass again.

Vibrations against my clit made me almost fall to my knees. I bit my lips to keep from moaning because the bullet was getting stronger. It was almost too much when it stopped and I looked up to see Genevieve smirking.

“Let’s see if we can make her come while she watches,” she said, grabbing a remote.

I fell to my knees, hearing Luke moan.

“Come, Camila.” Luke’s hoarse voice reached me.

I’m in the back of the group, thankfully no one notices that I’m on my knees. The intensity of the vibration fluctuates. It started off less intense until it reached a peak that felt overwhelming until it started back at a low setting again. My nipples are hard rubbing against my bra, any movement bringing me zaps of pleasure.

“Please, come,” he cried out.

Looking up was my mistake and a moan escaped me.

Genevieve had Luke on the bed as she sucked his cock. Luke was thrusting his hips chasing his release. I pushed the heel of my hand against the bullet shaking as I chased my own orgasm and then it stopped.

“You didn’t think it would be that easy,” she said, walking away from Luke and I didn't stay to listen to any instructions.

I walked out of the hall straight to the bouncer, who saw me and immediately let me in. The vibrations started again, making me stumble, catching my breath before I head to her door. There was already a mask waiting for me on the door knob.

The reality of the situation hits me. If I go in, I will be on display. I moaned as the bullet vibrated. Being watched and watching had been huge turn-ons and if I wore the mask I would still maintain my anonymity. I put the mask on and opened the door to see Genevieve already waiting for me.

“Little Minx how?—”

I don’t let her finish her sentence, pulling her in for a kiss and pushing her against the wall. I was horny as hell and I wanted some control for however long she would give it to me. She moaned in my mouth when I touched her pussy. She pushed me away and I saw her struggling with staying dominant.

“Strip, except those panties,” she snapped, walking away.

I got out of my clothes as quickly as I could, with no other instructions, I walked to the bed. Her gaze was hot as I walked to my husband, straddling his hips.

“Pretty Boy,” I said leaning down.

“Mistress,” he whimpered.

“What do you need?” I asked, kissing his neck. “What does my pretty boy need?”

Smack!

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