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“Here. Right now,” Killian commands. “Strip down to just those panties and put your hands against that window.”
He gestures to a full-length window where a tan woman with long black hair models the same panties I am currently soaking with a leather corset to match.
I look at Killian with wide eyes. He raises an eyebrow at me.
“Will you obey?” His voice is dark as wine.
Before I even realize it, my hands are untying my dress. I slide the dark red fabric from my shoulders, biting my lip as I hold eye contact with him to steady my nerves.
The neon lights play on my skin the same way they play on the canal. I see Killian swallow as he looks me up and down in this unique light.
I turn around and put my hands against the cool glass. The girl in the window puts her hands on the other side of the glass, watching me with a smile.
“How many, Spencer?”
“Three, dude,” he answers.
“Three each, then. You go first,” Killian says.
I feel exposed. Standing here, bent over naked in the street while they casually discuss how many times to spank me, it’s hard not to. The girl in the window licks her lips, watching the scene before her intently.
Smack! Smack! Smack!
Spencer’s hand strikes my bare ass three times in quick succession. When he’s done, he leans over me.
“I knew you would look awesome in just that thong, Sweets.” He kisses my cheek and tweaks my nipple.
“My turn,” Killian purrs. He places a hand firmly on my ass. His fingers trail along the string of pearls, and he puts his other hand on the back of my neck.
Smack!
“Count for me,” Killian commands.
“One,” I gasp.
Smack!
“Two,” I yelp with a shudder.
Stinging sensations take over my body. The string of pearls rubs against my clit harshly with each swat.
I feel the edge of an orgasm closing in on me. Between the walking, being stripped down in public, and now the sharp twinges of pain and pleasure, I am so fucking turned on.
The girl in the window drops to her knees, getting her face next to mine, watching my expressions intently.
Smack!
“THREE!” I cry out.
I hardly even recognize my own voice. I sound raw and entirely uninhibited.
“Good girl. You may stand back up,” Killian says softly.
I straighten up. The girl in the window nods at me, looking impressed. She blows me a kiss then turns and continues her languid dance.
Killian wraps his arms around me. “I’m impressed. I didn’t think you would get there yet. Let’s go. Spencer, grab the dress.”
Wearing only a pearl thong and Killian’s arm draped over my shoulders to hide my breasts, we continue down the street to his club, which is thankfully just a block away.
Still, it feels like the longest block I’ve ever walked.
Chapter 24
Killian
Fuck. That was hot.
Julia’s sexy ass displayed for the whole street to see.
Not that this block is that busy at two a.m., but still…watching Spencer smack that glorious ass, with Julia bent over, pressed against the glass, the girl on the other side wearing the same fucking thong, almost like some alternate universe mirror…
Damn.
My cock is pressing tight against my jeans. I didn’t spank her nearly as hard as I wanted to, but I still enjoyed watching her squirm naked in public for the first time. Not the last time, though, if I have my way.
Fuck.
I wrap her in my arms and tell her how impressed I am with her. We start the walk to the main building of my resort. I picked this spot on purpose.
I knew she would disobey if I gave her the opportunity. And I’m glad she did. I want to push her boundaries, and I know that once she gives in, she’ll finally be able to relax.
The three of us rock up to the front door of Golden Cuffs, the club portion of Hedonism, my resort. Soft golden light pours out the double doors when the bouncer opens them for us.
“Not what I would expect in the Red Light district,” Julia says softly.
We enter the front lobby. The soft light continues, the room full of cream and gold.
A tall young man in a cream suit stands behind the light wooden desk. He smiles at Julia’s naked form and reaches behind him for a black silk robe. He steps around the desk and holds the robe open for my little flower.
“It’s good to have a transition place. Somewhere you can step outside from your day to day life and become who you want to be,” I explain. “Are you ready?”
She nods her head. I don’t think she’s really prepared for what’s to come, but I’ll bring her there.
As I ordered, our attendant is wearing a belled clit clamp under her thin skirt. The lithe girl wearing a gold mini skirt and nipple clamps comes out from one of the side rooms. There’s a tinkling bell sound that echoes lightly around her with every step she takes.
