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The pair were hired on at the same time, working for the club five nights a week. Since they were brothers, we gave them the same shift together. Never regretted it either. They were good with the customers but didn’t take any shit.
“Chaos!”
“Bringing my new doll to play tonight,” I announced. “Keep sharp. No trouble.” Holding up the card, I flashed my blue diamond.
Cash nodded, immediately understanding. Crank observed the room, cracking his knuckles. They parted, allowing me to pass through, pulling a curious Skyla against my side.
“This way.”
When we reached the room, I swiped the card, gaining entry. I ushered Skyla inside, closing the door firmly and flipping the locks.
“Get naked,” I ordered, striding across the room to a wall of paddles, whips, crops, and floggers, all waiting to be used. Not bothering to look at her reaction to the room, I slid off my cut, draping it over a nearby chair. My shirt followed, leaving my chest bare.
Skyla’s timid voice called out. “I’m naked. Would you like me on my knees?” She couldn’t hide the shiver of excitement as I turned, catching the rapid rise and fall of her chest.
“Kneel,” I ordered, picking up one of the floggers I’d always wanted to try.
Once she obeyed, I closed the distance between us, staring down at her skin, taking in the smooth, lustrous sight.
The heavy globes of her breasts quivered as she placed her hands in her lap.
“We’re going to play a game.”
She didn’t dare open her mouth to reply.
Good girl.
“I want you to rise to your feet, turn around, and walk slowly to the bench on your right.”
She stood, moving as I commanded.
I couldn’t stop staring at her ass jiggling with every step. “Lay down on your stomach. Ass out. Hands gripping the handles underneath.”
This particular bench had been modified. A request from Rael before he built his personal dungeon at the house he shared with his ol’ lady Nylah. Just high enough to force Skyla on her tiptoes, the height also put her ass right at my groin.
Fucking perfect.
“I wonder, are you wet for me? Gonna drip down your thighs as I fuck you like this?”
“Daniel,” she moaned.
My hand caressed her ass, sliding to her inner thigh, then up through her slit, finding her pussy soaking wet and ready for my cock.Not yet, precious.
“Tell me something, Skyla.”
“Anything,” she asked, totally unaware of what I intended to ask.
“Why did your father, Senator John Mitchell, send you to the Crossroads to spy on our club?”
A horrified gasp left her lips as she started to push up from the bench.
“No,” I growled, instantly annoyed. “Don’t fucking move. Just answer the goddamn question.”
