Chapter 80: Monroe

The smell of the room always caused a pleasant tightening to his balls-leather, lemon oil, and a hint of sex. It hung in the air, creating the perfect dungeon for kinky play. Monroe preferred rope, while Zachery preferred pain mixed with pleasure. Often they combined the three, but today Monroe wanted to be part of Zachery's fulfillment. He watched as the complicated man smoothed his hands over Angel's thighs and ass. Zachery was unequivocally an ass man.

Angel rested on the spanking bench, her rounded bottom in the air, with lingering marks from the rope, but without the redness caused by impact play. Zachery would change that. Monroe gave a slight smile, noticing her unsecured wrist and ankle cuffs. He walked over and attached them to tethers made just for this purpose. Angel's breathing accelerated as he ran his fingers through the strands of her unbound hair. It had finally grown to reach her mid-back. A year and a half ago, it had fallen to mid-thigh. The shearing of her hair had