Chapter Thirty-One
Tamara slicked on another layer of scarlet lip gloss and studied her reflection in the mirror. Tonight, at last, her club would open and she would be the talk of the town…at least, that part of town who were already slathering at the thought of the debauchery on offer.
Under her elegant back wrap dress, she wore a black leather harness, the supple leather crisscrossing her body, framing her breasts with the silver n****e clamps on them. The clamps bit down hard on her n*****s and Tamara wiggled with pleasure at the sweet pain.
It wasn’t just the club’s opening party that was exciting her – Penn Black had called her. He had returned from Europe and wanted to see her. She had agreed, inviting him to the party. “I know you may not feel like socializing, darling, but ther
