Chapter 9 - Pamela

If this place had turned out actually to be just a bookstore, I was going to be pissed and look up the nearest club to hit up sans Malcolm. I did not dress up in this tight black zipper front bodice top and short red skirt to drive two hours to look around a bookstore. If I’d been told we were shopping for books, I’d have been down and dressed accordingly, but I was promised an exclusive members-only club.

Thank god there was more to this place than met the eye. There was so much to look at that I didn’t know where to look at it at first. I settled on the exhibitionist demo with the sexy redhead getting tied up by a chunk lite. Yes, that’s how I’m describing the guy.

He wasn’t a full chunk like Malcolm, but the potential was there. He looked like he worked out just enough to have muscle tone and be strong enough to Dominate someone. So, it’s not unattractive, but I’d still take Malcolm if given the choice.

And the guy made that choice super easy. It was weird when the guy stopped