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this.”
    “Sure. Take
all the time you need. She’s not going anywhere.”
    Jenny grabs
the leather mini-dress he is holding out for her and rushes to the employees’
lounge to get ready. She’s been praying for a chance like this forever.
    Clara
Hervaux has been her heroine since forever. She was a poor girl from a small
Louisiana town, a high school drop-out with a dead-end job. She had no future
prospects until a fashion photographer discovered her at the check-out line of
her hometown supermarket. The rest is history. Jenny would kill for something
like that to happen to her, too.
    Now Sam’s
asked her to help teach Clara a lesson. She’s never helped a Dom at the Club
before. She doesn’t know if she’s ready to do what he’s asking, but she can’t
let this chance pass her by.
    Being an
employee at the Club means you don’t have sexual preferences here and Jenny
isn’t a lesbian outside in the real world. But Clara Hervaux’s no ordinary
person. Jenny’s had a couple of wet dreams involving her in the past. But, who
hasn’t, right?
    She checks
herself in the mirror. She’s a beautiful girl and she’s proud of that. Her slim
body has curves in all the right places and the tight strapless mini-dress hugs
each one of them, showing them off. Her boobs aren’t as big as Clara’s but they
look great in this dress. The push-up bra gives the illusion they might spill
out of the cleavage at any moment. The effect is very hot.
    She’s got a
heart-shaped face and bright blue eyes which are highlighted by her long wavy
dark hair. Her mouth is small and she has two dimples that add to the idea of
innocence and naivety. I’m getting hard just looking at her blowing a kiss at her
own reflection and saying.
    “My sweet
Clara, ready or not, here I come!”
     
    * * * *
     
    Clara’s Lesson
     
    She hears
the door opening and the unmistakable sound of high heels entering the room.
She feels panic griping her by the throat. She wonders if Sam is so mad at her
that he has given up on her. But she doesn’t dare speak a word or move a
muscle.
    “Since
tonight you can’t be satisfied by your Master alone, I’ve decided to bring
reinforcement.”
    Sam notices
her whole body tense up. Waves of panic radiate from her and crash on his
chest. She looks frustrated and it’s clear she had a hard time trying to comply
with this previous instructions.
    “Do you want
to say something, pet? Is anything bothering you? Speak up.”
    “I don’t
deserve your kindness, but thank you for letting me speak my mind, Sir. I’ve
never had sex with a woman. I’m afraid I won’t be able to do it now and I don’t
want to let you down. Again. I want to make you proud of me, Sir.”
    She manages
to say this in a very low, sweet voice. But I know her real thoughts are more
along the lines of cold-blooded murder: of Sam and the anonymous bitch he
brought in.
    Sam laughs
out loud.
    “Is that so?
Don’t you worry about that, my sweet, naughty pet. I’m sure you will find it in
you to make me happy tonight. After all, you are a kinky little slut and
this is your punishment, remember?”
    She swallows
hard considering her alternatives. Clara has zero options and she fights a wave
of nausea, caused by sheer panic, when she realizes that.
    “Stand up.
Face me.”
    He curtly
orders her. Then turns to his colleague and says, gently.
    “Jenny, can
you take care of the vibrator, please?”
    Clara tries
to ignore the sudden pang she felt at hearing Sam talk so sweetly to the other
woman.
    “I can’t
be jealous. Who’s this girl, anyway? The name sounds familiar but I can’t put a
face to it.”
    When Jenny
gets nearer, Clara smells her sweet floral perfume. She knows that fragrance
very well: it’s Calvin Klein’s ‘Beauty’.
    “The
perfume’s name’s appropriate. Jenny is the stunning girl that greets the
clients at the door to Club Desire. I don’t know if I should worry or be
relieved.”
    “If I
were you, I’d enjoy it. She