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“You have been left here to be used” it was a statement, not a question, and she simply nodded. Pavel went to kneel behind her when another member of the club suddenly appeared at his side. The man smiled briefly before unzipping his leather trousers and ramming himself abruptly into the arse of the middle-aged woman waiting beside them. She voiced a groan that was at once pain and gratitude and the two settled quickly into a steady rhythm that set the wooden bench rattling on the parquet flooring. Thinking quickly, Pavel reached into his suit jacket and produced a ginger-root and a paring knife. He carried these items specifically to be found carrying them when frisked by the club’s security staff. It was a nice touch, he thought. Figging was not particularly in fashion but the doormen were familiar with the practice; it was all part of his carefully crafted persona. While the vigorous sodomy continued beside them, Pavel coolly commenced to peel the root, slivers of beige skin falling softly to the floor as the glistening flesh india of the ginger was revealed. His face was utterly impassive while he sunny worked, but the slave’s lip trembled as she regarded him with horrified fascination over her slim shoulder. She was a girl barely out of her teens, he mused, and would crumble under the sort of punishment he had dealt out to women during his career. He cursed under his breath and glowered at the way his own thoughts betrayed him – this scared her more, and her thighs twitched. At last, he brought the flat of his hand down hard onto her arse. She jolted. “Master”? she ventured. “Hold yourself open” he ordered, in the same calm, measured tone as before. She shuffled back to rest her weight on her chest and shoulders and reached behind to part her cheeks obediently, offering up the pink bud of her arse to its cruel invader. Pavel forced the root into her dry, only the sweat from the ginger helping it slip inside her tight ring. She froze rigid for a long moment while the couple next to them moaned and panted through their random encounter and then a pitiful wail was wrenched from her as her insides caught fire. He stood back and waited for her to get her breath back, grinding her teeth and gripping the edge of the bench in agony, then he clicked his fingers, turned, and walked back to his seat. He did not look back, knowing that the slave would be on her hands and knees, crawling after him between the tables with the end of the ginger plug protruding obscenely from her pert arse. By the time she caught up with him, her cheeks were glistening with tears and her supple body shone with sweat. Every movement in her laborious trek through the club had forced her unwilling muscles to clench around the root. Wave upon wave of pain had exhausted her but still she forced herself to kneel subserviently at his feet, thighs spread and hands behind her shaven head. Her lower lip trembled until she bit down on it, but Pavel’s appraising eye noted that her nipples were as hard as bullets. Toying with his drink, he studiously ignored her, giving his full attention to the entertainment in the centre of the room. The Indian woman was begging brokenly in some unknown language now while the blonde pressed close against porn her – so close that smears of blood tainted her own pale skin – and rubbed the braids of her star whip teasingly over her victim’s welts and cuts. There was something theatrical about their performance, he mused, and yet the wounds and the screams could scarcely be more real. He crossed his legs and glanced surreptitiously at his watch. 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