Deepest, Darkest Desires Ch. 4 on FFn
They got into Edward’s car and drove to Heat. Edward spoke to the owner, making arrangements to park in the alley behind the club. He slid his car next to Jake’s Ducati. “Inside, please go to the large dressing room and remove all your clothes, my beauty. Sir Jacob and I will inspect you before we go on stage. We also want to go over more ‘ground rules’ for tonight’s performance.”
She nodded, her body thrumming with arousal and eagerness. Edward opened the passenger door and helped her inside. He removed her coat, tugging at the bow above her ass. “I figured you needed help taking off the corset.”
“I did, Master,” she giggled. “Thank you.”
He turned her around, slapping her ass and sending her into the dressing room. Edward put the bag he carried in the smaller dressing room where Jacob was waiting. “Hey, Jake.”
“Did you drink that shot?” he quipped.
“No and I’m not going to, either. I want to have a clear head,” Edward said, arching a brow. “She’s getting ready. We’ll inspect her and then, go from there.”
“Sounds good. I checked all the cameras, and they are set to record once the lights go up,” Jacob explained. “Did you decide on giving me a copy?”
“You’ll get one,” Edward said wryly. “Though, I don’t want my ass on Redtube.”
“Oh, no. This is going in my private collection. That way I can watch your ass flex any time I want,” Jacob purred, waggling his brows.
He checked his watch and rolled his eyes. “Come on, perv. It’s almost time.”
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