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invitation.
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You’re not getting away with murder. What you did this afternoon is a blatant call for punishment. Let’s finish what you started. Meet me tonight at seven. I’ll have the driver pick you up. Wear those naughty white garter belts with the blue bows you had on earlier today. You want to play? Let’s do it right.
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I have to bite off a smile in order to avoid being too obvious about how excited I am about Max’s saucy plans. Right after work, I rush home to get ready for my impromptu rendezvous with Max at a secret destination in the city. After taking a few minutes to reapply my makeup and coif my hair à la Adele, I slip into an elegant navy bluedress, which I pair with hot pink sandals adorned with sparkled high heels and platforms. The shoes are playful enough to offset the demure and classy dress.
As predicted, Max’s driver arrives at six-thirty sharp to take me to meet my boyfriend. The chauffeur swerves through the side streets to avoid traffic and to my surprise the drive is smooth and I don’t have much time to get lost in my thoughts.
When I arrive in front of a renovated building in the fashion district, I grab my phone and text Max to let him know I’m outside. As I wait for him to come down, I anxiously focus on my high heels. My head snaps up at the sound of the heavy metal door sliding open. As he approaches me, he flashes me a radiant smile and I instantly melt. I can’t believe this handsome and dashing man is my boyfriend.
“Max.”
“Baby, you look stunning,” he says, bending to kiss my cheek. “And you smell amazing—like a bouquet of gardenias. God, my girlfriend is hot.”
I didn’t think it was possible for him to get even more attractive, but the proud grin that stretches across his face right now does just that.
“Thank you,” I respond shyly.
“Come on, let’s go inside.” He smiles at my reaction as he pulls me in the direction of the door.
I’ll admit although I’ve been seeing Max for months now, we’ve never met at a strange deserted location like this and I’m a bit nervous at what he has planned for me. I suspect he might have picked up on my uneasiness. We ride the short elevator ride in silence and I can’t help but glance sideways at him to see if he’s also consumed by this heavy sense of anticipation pulsing all around us. Each floor heightens my excitement and I can’t wait to discover what he has planned for the night.
The doors open directly into a warehouse, but instead of moving forward, I turn to face him.
“Max,” I say, nodding toward the large room in front of us, “I know you talked about punishing me for my naughty ways, but I’m not walking into a dungeon with whips, chains or nipple clamps, am I?”
His boisterous laugh fills the space. “What do you know about nipple clamps?”
“I know plenty. I’ve had my fair share of discussions with my friends and I know all about this kinky world of Doms and subs.”
“Jesus, Candy, you shock me. As much as I like sex rough, raw and relentless, I promise, tonight there will be no shackles or whips.” He grins and slaps my ass before he walks past me to lead us inside.
“Wow,” I say, blushing as I cross the threshold. “What is this place?”
“This whole building belongs to me. This is our storage facility, but this upper floor has always been empty for some reason. It’s such a contrast to the rest of the floors, which are crammed with merchandise.”
“It’s beautiful.” I take in the room.
“You like it?”
“How can I not?”
“It was last-minute, so it’s not as elaborate as I would have liked it to be, but I think it will do for tonight. I called in a favor from a set designer I know and she sent her team to spruce up the place and transform it into a romantic wonderland.”
I walk into the room and turn slowly, taking in every corner—the raw silk purple drapes against the cement walls, gorgeous antique furniture, the
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You’re not getting away with murder. What you did this afternoon is a blatant call for punishment. Let’s finish what you started. Meet me tonight at seven. I’ll have the driver pick you up. Wear those naughty white garter belts with the blue bows you had on earlier today. You want to play? Let’s do it right.
-----
I have to bite off a smile in order to avoid being too obvious about how excited I am about Max’s saucy plans. Right after work, I rush home to get ready for my impromptu rendezvous with Max at a secret destination in the city. After taking a few minutes to reapply my makeup and coif my hair à la Adele, I slip into an elegant navy bluedress, which I pair with hot pink sandals adorned with sparkled high heels and platforms. The shoes are playful enough to offset the demure and classy dress.
As predicted, Max’s driver arrives at six-thirty sharp to take me to meet my boyfriend. The chauffeur swerves through the side streets to avoid traffic and to my surprise the drive is smooth and I don’t have much time to get lost in my thoughts.
When I arrive in front of a renovated building in the fashion district, I grab my phone and text Max to let him know I’m outside. As I wait for him to come down, I anxiously focus on my high heels. My head snaps up at the sound of the heavy metal door sliding open. As he approaches me, he flashes me a radiant smile and I instantly melt. I can’t believe this handsome and dashing man is my boyfriend.
“Max.”
“Baby, you look stunning,” he says, bending to kiss my cheek. “And you smell amazing—like a bouquet of gardenias. God, my girlfriend is hot.”
I didn’t think it was possible for him to get even more attractive, but the proud grin that stretches across his face right now does just that.
“Thank you,” I respond shyly.
“Come on, let’s go inside.” He smiles at my reaction as he pulls me in the direction of the door.
I’ll admit although I’ve been seeing Max for months now, we’ve never met at a strange deserted location like this and I’m a bit nervous at what he has planned for me. I suspect he might have picked up on my uneasiness. We ride the short elevator ride in silence and I can’t help but glance sideways at him to see if he’s also consumed by this heavy sense of anticipation pulsing all around us. Each floor heightens my excitement and I can’t wait to discover what he has planned for the night.
The doors open directly into a warehouse, but instead of moving forward, I turn to face him.
“Max,” I say, nodding toward the large room in front of us, “I know you talked about punishing me for my naughty ways, but I’m not walking into a dungeon with whips, chains or nipple clamps, am I?”
His boisterous laugh fills the space. “What do you know about nipple clamps?”
“I know plenty. I’ve had my fair share of discussions with my friends and I know all about this kinky world of Doms and subs.”
“Jesus, Candy, you shock me. As much as I like sex rough, raw and relentless, I promise, tonight there will be no shackles or whips.” He grins and slaps my ass before he walks past me to lead us inside.
“Wow,” I say, blushing as I cross the threshold. “What is this place?”
“This whole building belongs to me. This is our storage facility, but this upper floor has always been empty for some reason. It’s such a contrast to the rest of the floors, which are crammed with merchandise.”
“It’s beautiful.” I take in the room.
“You like it?”
“How can I not?”
“It was last-minute, so it’s not as elaborate as I would have liked it to be, but I think it will do for tonight. I called in a favor from a set designer I know and she sent her team to spruce up the place and transform it into a romantic wonderland.”
I walk into the room and turn slowly, taking in every corner—the raw silk purple drapes against the cement walls, gorgeous antique furniture, the
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