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“Nope. Sounds about right. What’s his User number? We should check him out.”

My gut twists at that, because I don’t want to. Knowing anything about User 109 before I turn up at his dungeon will only put presets in my mind. I want to be fresh, unprepared and scared shitless. I want to be thenewbiehe wants.

I shake my head. “I don’t want to check him out first.”

She widens her eyes. “Are you mental? He wants eight hours of BDSM with you.”

“Yeah, and he’s told me what he wants. I can handle that.”

“At least see what his preferences really are from the threads,” she says, but I’m grinning, shaking my head, summoning back the confidence I had from last night – getting punished for fucking a stranger’s husband.

I’m gaining my confidence, and this proposal will be one at the top of the tree. If I can get through the nerves and come out battered and bruised with another five-star review under my belt, then that’s a whole new world.

Ebony sighs. “There’s no reasoning with you today. Whoever those clients were last night, they’ve definitely ramped up your horniness levels.”

“They sure did. So has the idea of a 10k proposal in my inbox.”

She shoots me a side eye at that. “You’d have done it for much less than five figures.”

“May have done.”

She tosses one of Jamie’s cute little stuffed toys at the screen with a giggle. “God, Ella, you’re so transparent. You’d have done it for a tenner, let alone ten grand, the mood you’re in today.”

“Probably.” I giggle back, both of us shaking our heads, and I’m so glad I have her. So glad she’s here for me through it all.

Chatrooms are chatrooms and threads are cool, but it’s different in actual conversation. I don’t know what I’d do without her on the other side of the screen. I can’t wait to meet her one day, when she’s not so busy with family life on top of work.

Maybe it’ll be at the entertainer’s Christmas Party – I’ve seen people talking about it plenty in the threads. I just hope the final date turns out to be before my flight, so I can make it. Eb says she’ll be there.

“You going to accept that crazy proposal, then?” she asks me when the giggles stop.

I take another big suck of my strawberry milkshake, grinning around the straw.

“I clicked accept when it first came in,” I tell her, and poke my tongue out. “I’m already signed up for Saturday night.”

Chapter Sixteen

User 109.Male. 40.

I like extreme BDSM, especially with newbies who are fresh to the scene. I have a dungeon set up at my home address, with a variety of equipment including a St Andrew’s cross, a bench, rack, shackles and gym horse. I love variety, and love reading a scene.

You have tits built for bondage and pain, so that would be a must on my list. I love pussy torture, so that would also be a must. Stretching and clamps a necessity.

I will use crops, paddles and whips, and I’ll leave extreme purple bruising on your ass, and both your outer and inner thighs. I’ll leave light lashes on your back and ribs, and bruising on your tits.

You’ll be gagged at points, bound at plenty of points, and I may push you hard enough for tears. However, I do use additional toys to keep pleasure levels high as well as pain.

My dungeon is soundproofed, so there is no need to worry about noise.

I like my submissives naked and ready to use from the moment they arrive in the dungeon.

Duration – 8 hours.

Proposal price – £10000.

I thoughtViv and Mark had a house to dream of,Daddytoo, but this place is a whole other league. It’s out in the countryside, North East of London, and has a driveway at least half a mile long. I sit in the back of the cab, staring in wonder at the lit-up building at the end of the lane. It has to be a mansion. It has to be.

It sends a fresh hit of adrenaline through me, a weird concoction of abject fear and excitement, blending into a thicket of nerves inside my stomach.

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