"I have something special for you this evening, wife. Be ready at seven and wear this." he tosses
some fabric at her along with a corset and high heeled boots that seems to go high. Lots of
buckles on them too. "Lots of makeup. Understand?" Nodding her head yes, she smiles and
gives him a passionate kiss to which he responds eagerly.
"I understand perfectly." she answer after withdrawing from the kiss.
"You have become such a good girl. Come here." reaching out for her again he demands another
kiss and she allows him to dominate her as he sees fit, earning a loud moan from him. He roams
around her body with greedy hands. She responds by stroking from his chest and straight down
to his hardening length. Pressing herself against him she snakes her hand inside his pants and
takes a firm grip around his cock. With fast and hard strokes, she starts jerking him off. "You
just keep getting better and better." he praises between moans. "In your mouth. Now." comes
his demand. Obeying she unbuckles his pants and follows them down. Standing on her knees she
takes him in her mouth and starts sucking loudly, just way he likes it. Sloppy, wet, loud and all of
his length inside with many moans. It doesn't take long for him to shoot his load inside her
mouth.
"We have come a long way, wife, and you have improved greatly this past year. I
appreciate your way of displaying gratitude towards what I give you." gently he strokes her
cheek. "Be good tonight and I will reward you. Four hours to be dolled up and ready to go." That
are his last instructions before he leaves the room. When alone Lyra quickly enters the
bathroom and brushes her teeth several times then takes a scolding hot shower. Scrubbing
herself almost raw but still feeling dirty. Same thing every single day. Shampooing her long hair
three times and rinsing properly then adding some oils and conditioner. This display earned her
many points of trusts. She hopes to keep him this sated throughout the evening and get that
ownership. Satisfied he holds his arm out for her to take. "Time to go." is all he says. Getting into
the car they drive for little over an hour before stopping outside what looks to be a night club.
Before stepping out of the car Elmir attaches a leash to her collar. Surprised she nearly speaks
up in protests but manages to hold tongue at last moment. With leash in hand he leads the way.
People are standing in line outside, crowded together, in hopes of getting in while they just
waltz in without so much as a little squeaky sound from the bouncers. The inside is like any
expansive night club. Elmir escorts them passed dancing bodies and seated people. They cross
the room to a door in the corner. A suit clad bouncer let them pass and the thumping sounds of
bass can no longer be heard. Another type of music greets them at the end of the hallway.
Darker tunes. Opening the door Lyra is not prepared for the sight. Elmir has taken her to a
BDSM club. Her night of earning points will prove to be harder but not impossible.
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