Turning to me at the door she said, “Next time you want release it’s the same. Kneel and wait.”
With that she went inside and I was free to go. Well, I wasn’t really free because I’d have to come back unless I wanted to live as a monk and I could go but not to the club unless I was willing to strip, which I wasn’t. I dressed and drove home.
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I made it ten days the next time, but I was miserable. I missed s*x and I missed being able to go to the club. I didn’t realize what a big part of my life that club had become but I had too much pride to be willing to crawl in there as a slave. I stripped and knelt on the spot and waited for my captor. I waited on that spot for three hours before she finally came out.
She walked over to the chair, sat down and motioned me in. I spent an hour in
