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said.
    Alicia fell into step behind him, following him up to the second floor. As she climbed the stairs, she hesitated, entranced by the black and white photographs lining the walls. All the models were nude—both male and female. She was mesmerised by one particular photograph. As she continued to study it, she realised she was looking at a close-up view of a woman’s vagina—glossy with moisture, completely devoid of hair, slightly parted so the pussy opening appeared like a warm, welcoming tunnel. Suddenly she realised she had lagged behind Maverick and he was waiting for her at the top of the stairs. Shame rose to her face as she hurried to catch up with him.
    Maverick marched at a crisp pace down a short hallway and unlocked a door.
    “Come in,” he said with a slight bow as he held the door open for her.
    Once inside, Alicia’s eyes widened as she gazed about her. The room was large with a very high ceiling. It was wallpapered in a beautiful Victorian pattern. Heavy, burgundy curtains hung over the narrow windows. Against one wall was a large, king-sized bed, beautifully made up with pillows, matching shams, bed skirt and quilts. In the centre of the room stood a floor-to-ceiling pole—similar to a fireman’s pole. Attached to this were two sets of carabineers, one set close to the ground and the other about 6 feet high. Briefly, Alicia wondered about their purpose, but her eyes quickly focused on the back wall.
    Here there could be no mistaking the purpose of the apparatus. Attached to the wall hung a circular device. Its mounting was in the middle of the circle, allowing for it to spin. A large wooden X was attached to the circle with bindings at each end. Alicia stood in shock—not only at the barbarity of the device but also at the assortment of whips, paddles and canes also hanging from the wall.
    As she turned, she also saw what appeared to be a work-out ’horse‘, a locked cabinet, a large bathtub and sink, a cosy table flanked by two padded wing chairs, a thick area rug, a bookcase filled with volumes and a small wet bar, all placed tastefully about the room.
    Finally she met Maverick’s eyes. His look almost defied her to turn tail and run, but she set her jaw, cocked her head briefly and lowered her eyes, accepting whatever he planned for her. While her initial response to the room had indeed been pure terror and disbelief, she also could not deny the gathering wetness in her pussy or the flutter of excitement in her heart.
    “Excellent,” Maverick said. “Sometimes the shock of seeing the ‘playroom’ so frightens a new companion that he or she nullifies the agreement. I was right about you, Alicia,” he said as he ran a hand down her arm. “You will make an exceptional companion—once you’ve been trained.”
    Alicia smiled. She wanted to please this man.
    “Come,” he said as he led her to the horse. “Remove your clothing—all of it except for the shoes.”
    Alicia did as directed, dropping the skirt and top onto the floor.
    “Greet me,” he said.
    Alicia looked at him in confusion.
    “Teach me, sir?” she asked.
    “Excellent response. Kneel before me, unhook my belt, lower my trousers and boxers.”
    Alicia did as directed, her hands shaking.
    “You will take me into your mouth, suck until I’m hard. Wrap your hands around my balls and massage them while keeping suction and pressure on my cock. You will continue, never letting your mouth leave me until I direct you otherwise. We’ll try again. Greet me,” he said.
    Alicia glanced up at him once then did as he directed. When his cock entered her mouth, she moaned with pleasure. Giving head was the one sexual activity that Jeffrey truly enjoyed. She would go down on him and suck for thirty minutes before her jaw began to ache. Maverick, though, was much larger than Jeffrey had been, and Alicia began to gag slightly as he pushed her head against him, forcing himself deeper into her throat. She involuntarily pulled back, her