Valeriane….
A smile crept through my face as I watched the submissive leaning toward the toys I had on the table, it still felt just like yesterday when I walked into the club and I was intrigued.
I felt good standing here, being in this position.
“This will be used on me.” One of them asked, I watched as she swallowed a lump, staring at me, nervousness washed over me.
“There are hard limits. Things you can’t and won’t try and your dominant will have to respect it, if you don’t like that or you think it’s not something you want to do, I understand and no one here is going to force you to be any part of it.” I explained and she nodded softly.
“That sounds fair.” She mumbled against her breath.
“Time for a little break, use the bathroom, find something to eat in the kitchen, anything
