ONE NIGHT STAND WITH A MAFIA DON!

S POINT

it Dol

of the stranger as he

it made me feel everyth

as he held them above my head, the way he squeezed my right breast as he bit into the sensitive spot on my

anymore. His breath against my cheek smelled of whiskey and r

t a sex club. My friend Christine, whose father apparently ran the clu

e. After filling it out, I felt a mix of nervousness and shame; the former for the crazy thing I was a

ndant who was dressed in a black thong and a bralette, I almost turned around, but I remembered tha

with a regular guy who wan

nsure a more heightened sense for you. This would guarantee a more enjoyable

ted mango, my favourite. I gulped it in one g

he same attendant. she had an apologetic e

nts you to be blind folded, and he wants to be the one in control of the length of time you will spend with him to

refund if I cho

t of refund in the contract, as well as the No

myself in annoyance at my cowardice for not following through on my fantasies or I could decid

, and she nodded, handed me the thick piece

d fold to find a n

tolerate disobedience. If I find you in any other way, it would attract punishm

ade sure to leave my heels on. I put

made me feel warmer and eager to

rs, I heard the door ope

d the voice say. At the sound of the husky

u utter that word, I will immediately stop whatever I am doing to you. It would not

o," I

r to me, and suddenly, I was hit

head up I could tell that this str

n mine, completely st

at I was

.

not recognize my surroundings. Suddenly, the memories of the

he Savage activities of the night before. My inner thighs felt sore, and as much as I woul

ared out. Except for the bartender who was cleaning the glasses up and s

streets of Manhattan welcomed me as I raced down t

he slowed down, I rushed over, opened the door, and go

the man I slept with, but now that the night was over, the spell w

I heaved a breath, paid the driver, and got out of the