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bare back. She was dressed in a black leather bra
that barely contained her large nursing breasts. The black leather short skirt
only covered the top of her ass and he wasn’t sure if she was wearing a thong
or nothing underneath. Her boots were the same material and ended just below
her knees. A softly rounded post-baby belly poked out slightly and added to the
hot wet dream she created.
    She
had a male sub face first on the St. Andrews Cross. Gripping his hair; she
pulled his head back and kissed him with aggressive passion and then took his
bottom lip between her teeth and pulled slightly. Damian almost came in his
pants when she released the subs lip and ran her tongue up the side of his jaw.
    Damian
knew she was playing this game for him and he also knew he was putty in her
hands and would be fucking his wife tonight. Standing back, he enjoyed the
scene. Lydia took a metal anal ball cock ring from a tray, and placed her hand
to the front of her lucky sub and put the ring around his balls. She then
inserted the ball into his ass while he squirmed; the lucky bastard. A sharp
slap landed on his ass cheeks and he stopped moving.
    She
grabbed her torture device of choice and unfurled the leather whip. Her
shoulders rotated and she let the whip release with a resounding snap though it
landed nowhere near her anxious sub.
    Then
she started in earnest. Red stripes appeared across his back, ass, and upper
thighs. She never broke the skin but his body twisted and his loud moans filled
the club.
    Her
precision was impeccable and Damian realized she was probably practicing daily
during her forays to the gym. The club was quiet at that time of the day and he
would bet she was using one of the private rooms. His wife had mad skills with
a whip and his cock was ready to blow.
    Lydia
took her time and gave full concentration to her sub. The show finally stopped
as suddenly as it began and Lydia removed the anal plug and then unfastened her
sub from his bindings. The sub was not blessed with an orgasm and Damian’s cock
swelled further.
    It
occurred to Damian that Raul, who usually helped with her scenes, was
babysitting and unavailable. He owed Raul another favor.
    Taking
her sub’s hand, she led him to the side couch, passing Damian while giving him a
wink. She would pay for that. Damian stood to the side of the large planter,
and watched every second his wife soothed and spoke to her sub. She ran oil
over his body and talked to him about his daily life. They loved her; men and
women both. She always made them feel special even when her husband stood a few
feet away.
    Damian
waited patiently though his erection refused to subside.
    Finally
she wiped her hands on a towel and helped the sub to his feet. She kissed him
on his cheek. “If you like, you may schedule with me next week Caleb. Just see
the front office again and they will set you up.”
    “Yes
Mistress Lydia, I will.”
    “Enjoy
yourself the rest of the evening.”
    “Thank
you Mistress.” He walked away with a look of absolute worship on his face.
    Lydia
organized and cleaned her area without looking at Damian. He waited.
    When
she finally turned he was a foot away. His arms went to her back and pulled her
hard against his chest. “Put those four inch heels around my back. We are going
to our own private playroom but I’m carrying you out of here.”
    “Yes
Master.” Desire oozed from her voice and her pupils became noticeably larger.
    Her
legs locked around him and his strides ate up the floor heading to his office.
None of his employees was dumb enough to stop him and he went straight to his
private elevator.
    “Who
has Abigail?”
    “Our
new nanny.”
    “Really,
do I have any say over this?” He kept his voice even, trying not to show his
irritation.
    “Her
name is Raul and she finally turned in her application today. She has every
qualification we want. She’s giving notice at her current job tomorrow.”
    “Why
didn’t he apply months