He tensed instinctively, awaiting the paddle. I want you ready when they bring your clothing for you.”
“Yes, my Mistress.” His voice was soft, gentle and nearly whispered. He gasped as he felt fingernails clawing into the painful welts striping his flesh. “The name’s Gunnar.”
Maki took his hand and shook with a firm handshake. He kept his eyes diverted to the ground. “Lift your hair.” Maki did as he was commanded and the collar was placed around his neck. “Are you new in town or just new to the club in general?”
“No, I’m fresh blood. She exuded confidence and raw sensuality. Maki looked up to Gunnar in time to catch him signaling Mora. ~*~*~*~*~*
“What the hell is wrong with people tonight? Collar me before we continue.” The woman gestured and a girl walked forward from the shadows.