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Chapter 22: Thanks For The Opportunity, It Means A Lot Chapter 22: Thanks For The Opportunity, It Means A Lot Marshall

The room we were in was dark and shadowy with just enough light to make it sensual. There was a leather couch in front of the wall entirely made of a one-way mirror where we could see everything that happened in the other room. By another wall was a sideboard filled with lots of With lots se**toys.

Angelia's eyes were glued to the toys currently presented on top of the sideboard. Di****os of different sizes, vibrators, nipple clamps, b*****gs and so on. Her excitement was evident by how her nipples stood at attention through the thin bra and f****k, if it continues like this, I I would go to bed with blue balls tonight. Riccardo and Kingston took a seat on the couch and I followed suit. "Let's sit, they are about to begin soon." I said to her when she paused by the door.

She hesitated a little and I immediately understood why. We were all three big guys and took up a lot of space and that left her a tiny spot between Riccardo and me which to be honest, had been

the idea. We could have easily made another chair brought in but then I wouldn't have an excuse to have her close to me. She might say I was manipulative but really, I just went after what I wanted.

The second she sat down, both Riccardo and I tensed, just the feeling of her sitting next to us was enough to make my already hardening ***k swell even further. When she wasn't looking, I quickly adjusted my d***k so it wasn't that visible.

"So, Riccardo, are you the same one I talked to on the phone by any chance? Riccardo Morgan?"

Her's

soft voice filled the room and something about the sound of it made my heartbeat ease just a little bit, although my d****k throbbed just a little bit more.

"Yes, that was me." He responded and nodded his head.

"Oh, well, thank you for...." She looked down, her fingers playing with a ring she had on.

opportunity, it means a lot

in my own smile, trying to not be obvious to the fact that I knew what she

thank me, all you

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The Opportunity, It Means

She giggled as softly as her voice sounded. "So why do you have private viewing rooms anyways?" She asked as she took in the space on

side

were restraints of all kinds available, a pedestal was in the center

for a bdsm club."

kink, getting exposed for others or just to get turned on by having someone watch. Those kind of kinks balance each other out and I figured it would be smart business to the members what they want. I don't want to follow the usual dungeon theme that everyone else in the city of offering either.

I

is paying for you. When I searched other clubs in the city,

The

needed to not f***k up this opportunity. By the time the woman was called into the stage in the other room, we were all relaxed. Well, except for Kingston, he sat stiff as a board. Was he angry, we wanted to see where it could go with her? I had no idea of knowing because he never said anything since we entered the room. If he wasn't keen to her, what would we do? Cut our losses with her and move on to the next? Somehow, I couldn't see that happening. I doubted that though, Kingston wasn't averse to let us know if there was something he wasn't game for. The woman on the other side kneeled with her palm up, waiting for her dominant. I never was a

came in.

girl. Get up and pick your

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the wall containing the floggers. With a quick look

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