Chapter Four
HE STANDS EFFORTLESSLY, cradling me in his arms, then follows Greg along the length of the play room. The door at the far end gives on to a wide corridor with smaller doors on each side. Greg stops at one and applies a key card to the lock. It clicks, he opens the door, and we enter.
The lighting is soft, seductive, but still bright enough that I can see this room is comfortably appointed as a luxurious f**k pad catering to b**m tastes. A huge bed dominates, with a range of leather straps dangling from the head and the foot The duvet is a fresh cream shade which tones with the light purple curtains and lavender deep-pile carpet. A bowl on the dressing table is filled with condoms, tubes of lubricant, and tissues. There are a generous selection of s*x toys too, gleaming and n
