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I can feel the heat from her embarrassment as she waits for the server to leave before swatting my arm.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” she scolds quietly while I smirk.

“You’re fucking adorable when you are embarrassed.” If she was annoyed before, this statement dissipates that feeling, the smile slowly stretching across her face, making those cliché words worth it. The worst thing was, I actually meant them.

A loud slap draws our attention to the left. Sienna stiffens, and instead of watching the scene, I watch her facial expressions. I already knew what was happening.

A blonde-haired woman in her mid-twenties is standing behind one of the female subs, a whip in one hand and a large nine-inch dildo in the other. The sub is sucking the blonde’s boyfriend's cock, his eyes rolling back in his head.

The sub has her legs spread wide, with her hips tilted upwardso that her labia are slightly parted, and leather panties discarded near her left leg. She braces just as the whip lashes her ass and pussy, not pulling back to lessen the impact. A red mark mars her skin, complimenting one already raised line cutting across both cheeks.

She wants this. Craves the pain. A pain that morphs, blending with pleasure until they are one and the same. Much like a drug addiction.

The sub moans out, the sound muffled by the cock in her mouth before the bigger one in the blonde’s hand is shoved into the subs sopping wet cunt.

After a couple of thrusts, the blonde removes the dildo, a string of vaginal juices dripping to the floor. She brings it to her mouth, her boyfriend’s gaze locked with hers as her tongue languidly runs the length of the object before popping it in to suck it clean. Then her hand raises, and with a smile, the process is repeated, the sound of the whip echoing around the room. By the look on his face, he won’t last long.

Sienna is hooked, her face one of awe as she shifts uncomfortably on my lap.

“Is this turning you on, rainbow?” I whisper, pulling her hair aside to give me access to the column of her neck.

She briefly meets my gaze before blushing red and nodding, her eyes once again drinking in the erotic performance meters away.

“Do you remember the feeling?” I graze her ear, goosebumps erupting, which I feel as my finger runs down her arm.

Another nod.

“Use your words. Tell me how it felt.” She shifts again, and I pull her fully back, nuzzling my erection between her ass cheeks.

“Damon,” she moans out quietly, circling her hips.

“Tell me,” I demand, nipping her ear while I run my hands along her thighs.

“It felt good. Naughty…conflicted.” Someone somewhere told her that delving into her sexuality and exploring what she liked was bad. Was it James? Her parents? Society?

“If it felt so good, then why is it bad?” When I find the edge of her dress, I push it up, my hands running along her stockings.

Slowly, I part her legs, lifting them over my thighs so that she is spread open.

“I don’t know. Maybe I shouldn’t like that kind of stuff?” She is breathless as she answers my question with another one.

I run my hands over her outer thighs, pulling on her suspenders so that they snap against her legs.

“Whose life are you living?” She turns her head to look at me as I pull the thin fabric of her panties to the side and circle her clit with my thumb.

She hesitates before she grinds against my finger. “Mine. I’m living my life.”

“Then live it. The way you like it. You only have one.” I contradict that number by dipping two fingers into her already-drenched pussy while she holds my gaze.

With my other hand, I cup her jaw and move her head so that she looks at the blonde, who is now looking at us. Their eyes meet as I dip a third finger into Sienna, the blonde woman's gaze dropping to Sienna's lap. Slowly, I turn in the chair, shifting to face her fully.

The blonde’s thrusts start to match my pace as she fucks the sub with the dildo. Sienna moans, a hand flying up to catch the sound.

“Hands on my thighs.” Sienna obeys while I fish the vibrator out of the bag.

“Open your mouth.” She eyes the vibrator and then parts her lips.

Watching her suck on the object makes my dick harder as I grind into her rear, wishing there was no fabric between us.