”“I love you too Babe. Wear it proudly.”We arrived at the club around 9:30 that night. The parking lot was already more than half filled. We pai... our cover charge and entered the club. It was a large dimly lit room with a central “U” shaped bar, a DJ spinning loud dance music, lasers were running around the walls and ceiling in time to the music.It was filled with couples, single guys and a few single women. Probably eighty to ninety percent of the people were black, the rest white; we. Still Hope's Master was completely blindsided by how events turned out.Why a woman who would allow herself to be whipped, chained, pierced, tattooed,shared, used and yes abused in every imaginable and a few unimaginableways would then draw the line at the control of her intellectual propertyis a bit puzzling. Then again everyone has some line that can't be crossed. Master A explained that the firm of JGQ was a bit of a fraud.Their recent public stock offering had netted less than $10,000. More petite, more innocent, more naïve, and Haley had taken advantage of that. The three-way with Haley and another girl had turned into a humiliating and degrading scene where the two veteran pornstars tested the limits of my ex. The limits of what she would do on camera and the limits of her pain threshold. It ended with Haley slamming Rachel’s face repeatedly on the other model’s large black strapon while trying to fist her ass, Rachel vomiting and crying while trying to escape the. He took another walk. Coming back, he decided to avoid the pool, and take a shower to prepare for the evening. Then passing the pool he almost collided with Emma, in bikini, coming from having a bathe.“Don’t stop me,” she declared, “I have to prepare for a date I have with this fat old guy.” He loved the grin she gave him.“Just as well,” he replied, glad to pick up the mood, “I have to get ready for a date with this lumpy, ugly bird.”She had slung her towel over her arm, but now she laughed,.