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Chapter One

Music, beer, tie up a willing wo Nolan King leaned an elbow on the bar and took a hefty pull of Corona to wash the sawdust froht up, he’d been able to go on-site and swing a hammer with his cre his back and biceps had the y led with the hu areas around the huge club rooround noise came the sounds of BDSM play: the crack of a whip, a hand slapping flesh, screams and stern coht at the Shadowlands

On the bar stool next to hilossy red latex mini, sleeveless top, and black vinyl boots, handed her kneeling slave a bottle of water She glanced at Nolan and patted his ar day" Good day The office building neared coht on schedule A wail rose fro flogged on the St Andrew’s cross had finally been perood minute, and Nolan chuckled "Raoul hasn’t lost his touch"

"He’s not bad at all" Anne stroked her slave’s red hair "We’re up next, Joey Finish your water I intend to use you long and hard" Joey gazed up at her in adoration before lifting the bottle to his ht, Nolan?" Anne nodded at his black nating a dungeon rab a sub and put one of the upstairs roo on the nearby couches All were unattached sub to be noticed Each had her own needs and desires Finding one whose needs ive was the trick and took not only good assessness to co, and after a scene Oddly enough, he’d cootiations: thethe sub’s wishes even while trying to uncover her hidden needs Like constructing a house, a scene needed to be built fro with a solid foundation of trust He snorted at the i poetry

"Really, Nolan, you should find someone a little more permanent It’s worth it" Anne sh, the young ht a whiff of his mistress’s arousal

"Been there, done that" Nolan returned to studying the subs That little curvy blonde had potential He liked soft under his hands "I had a fulltime slave last year Uncollared her before I did that consulting job in Iraq" He gave Anne a rueful s a ed "So"

"Maybe" He glanced at the cross "Raoul’s cleaned up You’d better grab the cross before soht"

"This is true" Anne rose to her feet She ran her fingers through her slave’s hair and tipped his face up to take his lips in a de kiss

When she stepped back, Joey rose to his feet and looked down at her, his lean muscles displayed by the leather harness

She cupped his balls in her hand, curled her fingers around the jutting erection "Let’s see if you can last as long as Raoul’s sub" Her fingers tightened enough to make the slave’s muscles jump "You won’t disappoint me noill you, Joey?"

"No, Mistress Never"

Anne walked away, the slave following a step behind

"That’s onebar top "Glad my pride-and-joys aren’t under her care"

Nolan snorted "As if you’d put your balls anywhere near a Doe bartender shook his head and grinned "By the way, Z was looking for you He’s over by the chain station"

"Thanks" Nolan picked up his beer and rounded the bar to the left, heading toward a roped-off areathe scene--a slender, redheaded sub, probably around thirty, with her arms chained over her head

Seated on a couch nearby, the owner of the club looked up as Nolan approached Frorih toHe nodded at the adjacent leather couch

Nolan sat and propped his boots up on the coffee table "Problems?"

"A few" Z motioned to the chain station "See what you think"