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Chapter 18: She Love Humiliation

Chapter 18: She Love Humiliation Angelia

The meeting with Bryce went smoothly and | left his office excited and relieved. | had decided | would stay at the

dungeon for a while before | went back hnow that | am officially a member and | hadn't dressed myself up

for nothing.

A yellow bracelet now hung on my arm, which | had gotten from Bryce. It meant | wasn't cleared for any play yet,

| needed to supply my medical information before that could happen. Until then, | had to wear it while | was here.

| walked down the stairs with a hammering heart, consciously taking in the many people in the room, more had

arrived since | got here. | could really use a drink but **f*k, the money was tight after | had spent so much on

clothes and the drinks here weren't cheap.

Lady Jol Jolene stood off the side, talking with a younger woman but | didn't feel comfortable enough to approach

her. | was afraid | would intrude on something. Instead, | walked around the place feeling awkward. What the

fxxx was | actually doing here? | felt so out of my element, | had never been good at getting to know new

people, definitely not at small talk and | sucked at taking the initiatives.

Life was about challenging yourself and to not get too comfort on your own little bubble. At least that was what

my father often said. If that was true then | would definitely succeed in life right this moment. The place looked

the sas when | was here last time, the reddish glow, the music, the people dressed in the sthand

it maderelax a little bit.

There was this perfect balance to everything in this club, the music wasn't too loud or too quiet, the lights

weren't too bright or too dark, everything was in a perfect range. As | looked around, taking in the dark wood and

crystal chandelier, | noticed it also had a perfect blend of masculine and feminine features as well. In the end, |

decided to go look at the different scenes currently in play. With hesitant steps, | walked through the crowd and

towards the section along the wall.

| stopped at the first scene | saw, mesmerized as | looked at the beautiful couple in front of me. | had asked

Bryce if it was okay to watch and he had toldthat was the reason they had these

sections out in the open. There were rooms available if they didn't want any spectators.

"It is called exhibitionism, people who get sexually excited when observed during sexual activities. We have

those sections there for members who have those kinds of desires, it is also a great place for people to show

their skills, how good their techniques are and how good they submit. As long as you don't interrupt them and

stay quiet while watching, they won't mind. In fact, they will love

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it." That was what Bryce had said towhich settled my nerves somehow as | watched the man fastening a

divider between the woman's legs so she couldn't lose them. Her wrists were already tied to a hook hanging

from the ceiling, it was so erotic to watch how the woman let go of all control and handed it over to the man.

"Look forward, Mia. The man behind her ordered, she raised her head and did what he had commanded her.

She

looked ashamed as she took in the crowd standing in a half-circle in front of them. Ashamed but turned on, the

wetness of her arousal leaking down her thighs was proof of that. "What do you see?" He asked as his hand

traveled from her hip to one of her breasts, kneading it roughly.

"P...people." She stuttered, letting out a whimper as he pinched her nipple.

|

As | watched, | realized | had seen her before, the woman in front of me.

Mia Taylor, a a famous actress. She had played in one of my favorite movies. | knew there would be influential

people here and s| might recognize but it still cas a shock, | am seeing an actress completely naked

and currently being dominated. If that was true then the man on the stage must surely be her husband. She

loves being humiliated,"

A man whispered into my ear, | shivered and immediately reacted to the husky timber in his voice. Turning

slightly, I looked to my right side where the voice cfrom. A chest covered in a white shirt and suit jacket met

my eyes, | had to crane my neck to see who had spoken toand holy **it, he was gorgeous.

|

If I had to describe him in a few words, it would be stereotypical surfers. That was precisely what he looks like,

sandy shoulder-length hair, thick eyebrows, captivating hazel eyes, sharp jaw and ***n and those cheekbones.

The suit looked unnatural on him as if he should be in jeans and t-shirt instead but still managed to look better in

it than most | have seen. He gavea weird look and then | remembered he had said something to me, only |

couldn't recall what it was. mumbled.

She loves humiliation." He nodded towards the couple on stage.

| wrenched my gaze away from him as soon as | realized | had been staring and focused on the doing to Mia.

While

scenes in front of me. A gasp escaped my mouth as | saw what the man we

she was still watching us, he had brought out a d***o that he was teasing her with, dragging it

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because all |

| felt the eyes of the man on me, it madehard to focus on the felt was him. His gaze was so intensely

focused onand it madeblush. My breathing beclabored by his attention and the scenes in front of

me, all | could do was look ahead as | was frozen to this spot. On the other hand, he didn't have that problem as

he shifted his position, moving from my side to my back.

His breath fanned the baby hair on my neck, the warmth of his body envelopedas-held in a shudder. The

scene beforebechazy, all my attention was on the man at my back. He wasn't doing anything, he didn't

even touchand still it felt like he had touched everywhere and | wanted him to. Swallowing heavily, | shut my

eyes as | dared myself to take a step back, my heart was banging so loudly in my chest, the sound pulsed in my

ear.

One more step backwards, my body met his. On reflection, his hands moved to my hips, clasping them. | heard

as much as | felt him take a sharp inhale but he didn't move away and he didn't pushaway either.

A loud moan brought my attention back to the stage, the man f***g Mia hard with the di***do. The sound of wet

sloshing filled the space and my already heavy breathing becfaster. | wanted that toand | wanted it with

the man behind me.

I want him.

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