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MY Possessive Malia Men Chapter 1: The Pleasure Palace Chapter 1: The Pleasure Palace

Angelia

"Hey, girl. Get your a**ver here!" My manager at the restaurant where I work yelled from the counter. He is a bit bossy but sometimes he is also sweet.

It was summer break, so I have been doing morning shifts from Monday to Friday instead of my original shifts being on weekends. The money I have been earning here has been of great help for me. I came from a middle class family, my parents weren't buoyant enough but they never allowed me to lack anything I needed to see myself through the university and I really appreciate them for

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But I needed more money, I needed money to fulfill my fantasy. I needed to get a membership. card to one of the sex clubs in the city. I have always dreamt about being a submissive but living in my remote village with my parents never gave me the opportunity to do so. But now that I have come into the big city to further my education, the opportunity is lurking around and I am going to try one out tonight. I can't wait for my shift to end, just the name of the club got my panties all soaked out.

For the first time in my life, I was pushing myself out of my comfort zone. My heart was beating like crazy both from excitement and nervousness. I was on my own, had told no one about this and I didn't know if that was a good thing or a bad thing as I stared ahead of me. The door in front looked dark and ominous but I knew exactly what was behind it, hot and delicious danger. My skin was clammy under the coat, the only outward signs of my nerves and I stood straight and. proud but on the inside, I was a wreck. I couldn't believe I was doing this, it is not too late to turn around as I hadn't entered yet. But I knew I wouldn't, this was something I had wanted to do for a long time. Having lived all my life in a remote village in Abakaliki, I hadn't had the opportunity to do this until now. Well, that might not be entirely accurate, I moved to Asaba two years as a transfer student but it was only now that I had worked up the nerves to come here. Most of the time, I was and I could admit to that much. I had never been the go-getter, do-what-1-want, ***k everyone's opinion and **k the consequences kind of a girl. They never stand out, calm and quiet and never push myself kind of a girl, yes that was definitely more of me. But right now, although I was saying***k it in bold letters and I am proud of it. The bouncer Chapter 1: The Pleasure Palace

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is time to move my ***along. I had been standing here for far too long. As I took a step forward, one of them stopped me with his hand. "Your identity card." He said and I took out my student ID, making sure to give it to him with

the dress code?" He asked and I nodded. "Yes, I

tough to decide what to wear but at the last minute, Tfound an outfit I had gotten as a gag present from a friend. She probably didn't envision me

underneath until it was all out in the open. The corset was tight, like a second skin and showcasing my hourglass figure with respectively large breasts and ass and a smaller waist. A

walked away from them. Wasn't I beautiful enough for a second glance? But then again, I was sure they were used to seeing a girl's body and it was a

felt forbidden to cross the threshold into the club, it was as if I was entering a new world and in actual sense, I was. I could hear the slow beat of music, seductive and provocative over the murmur of people talking. My heart was beating a mile a

If I told myself that enough time, maybe

been timid and unsure and definitely not confident. I was more like an awkward girl who didn't know what to do, with zero boyfriend and only drunk ****ps. I struggled with being comfortable to let go enough to enjoy myself. But now. is my

more than vanilla sex. Which is why I now found myself at a bdsm Den, even with the tension, I still felt tingles of excitement. My curiosity overruled any nervousness

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beautiful brunette with a tall and slim

just by the

open house today? I asked, mentally cursing my shaky voice.

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we don't accept pictures or videos being taken. This is just a safety precaution." I nodded to her words. I let go of my

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