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Chapter 18: She Love Humiliation

Chapter 18: She Love Humiliation Angelia

The meeting with Bryce went smoothly and I left his office excited and relieved. I had decided I would stay at the dungeon for a while before I went back home now that I am officially a member and I hadn't dressed myself up for nothing.

A yellow bracelet now hung on my arm, which I had gotten from Bryce. It meant I wasn't cleared for any play yet, I needed to supply my medical information before that could happen. Until then, I had to wear it while I was here. I walked down the stairs with a hammering heart, consciously taking in the many people in the room, more had arrived since I got here. I could really use a drink but **f*k, the money was tight after I had spent so much on clothes and the drinks here weren't cheap.

Lady Jol Jolene stood off the side, talking with a younger woman but I didn't feel comfortable enough to approach her. I was afraid I would intrude on something. Instead, I walked around the place feeling awkward. What the f**** was I actually doing here? I felt so out of my element, I had never been good at getting to know new people, definitely not at small talk and I sucked at taking the initiatives.

Life was about challenging yourself and to not get too comfort on your own little bubble. At least that was what my father often said. If that was true then I would definitely succeed in life right this moment. The place looked the same as when I was here last time, the reddish glow, the music, the people dressed in the same theme and it made me relax a little bit.

There was this perfect balance to everything in this club, the music wasn't too loud or too quiet, the lights weren't too bright or too dark, everything was in a perfect range. As I looked around, taking in the dark wood and crystal chandelier, I noticed it also had a perfect blend of masculine and feminine features as well. In the end, I decided to go look at the different scenes currently in play. With hesitant steps, I walked through the crowd and towards the section along the wall.

I stopped at the first scene I saw, mesmerized as I looked at the beautiful couple in front of me. I had asked Bryce if it was okay to watch and he had told me that was the reason they had these

sections out in the open. There were rooms available if they didn't want any spectators.

"It is called exhibitionism, people who get sexually excited when observed during sexual activities. We have those sections there for members who have those kinds of desires, it is also a great place for people to show their skills, how good their techniques are and how good they submit. As long as you don't interrupt them and stay quiet while watching, they won't mind. In fact, they will love

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it." That was what Bryce had said to me which settled my nerves somehow as I watched the man fastening a divider between the woman's legs so she couldn't lose them. Her wrists were already tied to a hook hanging from the ceiling, it was so erotic to watch how the woman let go of all control and handed it over to the man.

"Look forward, Mia. The man behind her ordered, she raised her head and did what he had commanded her.

She

looked ashamed as she took in the crowd standing in a half-circle in front of them. Ashamed but turned on, the wetness of her arousal leaking down her thighs was proof of that. "What do you see?" He asked as his hand traveled from her hip to one of her breasts, kneading it roughly.

"P...people." She stuttered, letting out a whimper as he pinched her nipple.

As I watched, I realized I had seen her before, the woman in front of me.

Mia Taylor, a a famous actress. She had played in one of my favorite movies. I knew there would be influential people here and some I might recognize but it still came as a shock, I am seeing an actress completely naked and currently being dominated. If that was true then the man on the stage must surely be her husband. She loves being humiliated,"

A man whispered into my ear, I shivered and immediately reacted to the husky timber in his voice. Turning slightly, I looked to my right side where the voice came from. A chest covered in a white shirt and suit jacket met my eyes, I had to crane my neck to see who had spoken to me and holy **it, he was gorgeous.

If I had to describe him in a few words, it would be stereotypical surfers. That was precisely what he looks like, sandy shoulder-length hair, thick eyebrows, captivating hazel eyes, sharp jaw and ***n and those cheekbones. The suit looked unnatural on him as if he should be in jeans and t-shirt instead but still managed to look better in it than most I have seen. He gave me a weird look and then I remembered he had said something to me, only I couldn't recall what it was. mumbled.

She loves humiliation." He nodded towards the couple on stage.

scenes in front of me. A gasp escaped my mouth as I saw what the man we

she was still watching us, he had brought out a d***o that he was teasing her with, dragging it

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I felt the eyes of the man on me, it made me hard to focus on the felt was him. His gaze was so intensely focused on me and it made me blush. My breathing became labored by his attention and the scenes in front of me, all I could do was look ahead as I was frozen to this spot. On the other hand, he didn't have that problem as he shifted his position, moving from my side to my back.

His breath fanned the baby hair on my neck, the warmth of his body enveloped me as-held in a shudder. The scene before me became hazy, all my attention was on the man at my back. He wasn't doing anything, he didn't even touch me and still it felt like he had touched everywhere and I wanted him to. Swallowing heavily, I shut my eyes as I dared myself to take a step back, my heart was banging so loudly in my chest, the sound pulsed in my ear.

One more step backwards, my body met his. On reflection, his hands moved to my hips, clasping them. I heard as much as I felt him take a sharp inhale but he didn't move away and he didn't push me away either.

A loud moan brought my attention back to the stage, the man f***g Mia hard with the di***do. The sound of wet sloshing filled the space and my already heavy breathing became faster. I wanted that to me and I wanted it with the man behind me.