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“Yeah. Same deal.”

He led the way in, skulking straight over to the lifts. I watched him as I checked in. He was so uncomfortable in this place. Can’t say I’d be any different in his position.

We took the lift in silence, air heavy as I opened the door to our suite. He took the case on through to the bedroom, then he paced, slowly, eyes anywhere but on me.

I slipped off my coat, wishing he’d just fucking look at me. I’d dressed to impress... impress Roger, impress him... I wasn’t even sure anymore. My dress had ridden high, barely covering my ass. I smoothed it down, checking my suspenders were still in place. I’d chosen purple this time, a deep, dark PVC, with buckles all the way up the front. I’d been happy in my apartment, happy that I looked the part and that maybe, just maybe, it would be enough to make an impression. Finally Callum’s eyes landed in my direction.

“Do I look ok?” I chanced.

“Like him, do you?”

“No. Well... not like that.”

“Why you here, then?”

“For the pain,” I answered simply. “I like his hands a lot more than him.”

“Fair enough.”

Callum was straight to the door when Roger knocked. He blocked the way for what felt like an age, glaring before stepping aside. Roger shot me a look, raising his eyebrows before heading straight through to the bedroom. His expression was brutal, suit already straining with his hard on.

“Strip,” he said. “All of it.”

I reached for the first buckle, moving as gracefully as possible, but he shook his head.

“Out there.”

“Sorry?”

“You heard me. I want you to go out there, take off all your clothes, and walk back in through that door naked.Naked.”

“Don’t be stupid,” I hissed. “Callum.”

He smirked. “Get with the plot, sweetheart. I want him to see what tender fucking meat I’m feasting on. He may have come up trumps last week, but this is round two.”

“Come on, Roger, let’s play another game...” I stammered. “I’ll do you a striptease, whatever you want.”

His expression didn’t lighten. “I’m the main act tonight, and I want that loser out there to know it.”

Shit.My heart thumped, stomach churning. I thought about calling it off, wimping out and leaving them both to it. I could head over to Explicit, hook back up with Cain and drink cocktails with Raven. So what if Cain was slack with the bondage? Maybe itisbetter to play with the devils you know.

Roger waited, unflinching. My hand was shaking so hard I could hardly turn the door handle.

Callum was leant against the far wall staring right at me. I could barely get my words out, and when I did they were weak and flaky.

“Sorry... I’m, um... Roger wants me to...” I turned my back to him, darting a glance over my shoulder as I began to undress. His eyes flew wide, wild, just like they’d been in the alleyway. I kept going, freeing enough of the buckles that my dress dropped to the floor. “Just turn away or something.”

He didn’t turn away. I could feel him staring, eyes scorching my back. I unclipped my suspender belt, tossed it to the side, then stepped out of my heels, pulled my stockings from my feet. My panties came off last. I held my breath as I slid them down, shaking like a fucking leaf, then gathered my clothes up in a flurry and flung them onto a chair. I covered myself up best I could with my arms, a truly pathetic attempt at modesty.

“Sorry, Callum... I’m really sorry about this.”

I dashed back to the bedroom, hissing out embarrassment as I closed the door behind me.

Roger had a cocky half-smile on his face. “Just as I thought.”

He finished up taking my toys from the suitcase.

“What?”

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