“Bobby, I’ll have two fingers of the Jack,” he said to the young man. Bobby handed him the drink from a built in bar almost before Roger could g...t comfortable in his chair. “I heard that you brought a visitor to the club. A young man with many fine qualities I’m sure,” he said in a tone that meant he wanted to hear more about Jason.Rachel wasn’t surprised that Roger knew about Jason. Harold, the gatekeeper, had probably informed him the second she and Jason had left his sight. She shrugged and. “I thought so. Then I’m going to feed it back to you. Any problem with that?” “No Mistress Mary.” Using her bra, she secured my arms over my head. “Do you have a name, slave? Or do you want me just to call you slave?” “Steven, Mistress Mary. My name is Steven,” I answered back. “Well, Steven. I’ve had my eye on you for quite a while,” she said, back to dangling her breasts just out of reach. “When you pulled that stunt on the train three months back, I knew I had to have you. And now, here we. We slowed down and I was sure I heard a number of male voices muttering as Master brought me to a halt. We were still outside but the temperature appeared to have risen ever so slightly. I could smell the unmistakeable scent of male sexuality all around me and this was confirmed as Master opened my dress, the buttons flying off as he pulled it apart. The sound of cheers filled the air and I sensed there were many men present. Master removed my dress completely and pulled my leash hard as he. At the end of the night, I’ll bring you back here and fuck you within an inch of your life. Got it?”She hadn’t taken her eyes off me from the moment I interrupted her. I knew I wasn’t exactly playing the nice guy. If anything, perhaps I wanted to put her off. If she changed her mind and backed out, I might get a peaceful night—I might actually enjoy the night. But if anything, she looked even more interested. Treat ‘em mean, keep ‘em keen, isn’t that how the old saying goes? I never really.