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Damian King was having the time of his life. The guy out front had been spot on — this girl was the bomb!
The basement room was usually reserved for high-paying clients or multi-person events. Damian had never been down there before, but he could see why people paid good money for it.
There was all sorts of bizarre apparatus hanging from the walls and ceilings. Damian wasn’t interested in using it — it wasn’t really his scene — but the girl, who’d introduced herself as Sylvia, was keen to experiment with him.
‘I hear you’ve been a naughty little boy,’ Sylvia said, whispering softly into his ear as she played with his manhood.
‘Oh yeah,’ Damian replied between groans of pleasure. ‘Very naughty.’
‘In that case, I think I need to tie you to my special board.’
‘I’m… Mmm, I’m not usua
