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other with sandpaper.
    Something brushed the side of Kendall’s leg. She looked down
and saw a man crawling on the floor. He was butt naked with an anal hook
sticking out of his ass. The end of the hook was tied with a rope and another
man was holding the rope, leading the man around backwards.
    “I think I’ve seen enough. I’m going back upstairs,” Kendall
whispered to Cholé.
    Before going back to the lounge, Kendall stopped in the
boutique, which was filled to the brim with every imaginable sexual item, from
toys to kinky devices to instructional DVDs.
    “Can I see that whip?” Kendall asked the salesclerk, who was
dressed in a leopard-print jumpsuit.
    “Which one?” she asked, turning around to face the whip
display.
    “The black leather one with the silver studs on the handle.”
    The clerk took the whip off the display and handed it to
Kendall. She fingered the leather strands. They were soft to the touch. Then
she held it high in the air and flicked it twice. The whip made a sharp swoosh sound.
    “I’ll take it.” Kendall was ready to hand over her credit
card, but remembered she didn’t have her purse. “My wallet is in the locker.
Can I pay you before I leave?”
    “What’s your name? I can bill you.”
    “Kendall Hall.”
    The clerk made a note and rang up the sale. “Do you want me
to wrap it?”
    “No, that’s not necessary. I’ll be using this boy tonight,”
Kendall said, smiling.
    With her naughty purchase in hand, Kendall made her way back
to the lounge. Once inside, she ordered a martini, sat at the bar and surveyed
the room, trying to decide whom to choose. She looked over in the corner.
Before there’d been five people crouched on the floor, but now there were only
three. She polished off her dirty martini and strutted over to where the subs
were sitting. Kendall stood there, towering over the hooded bottoms, trying to
determine which were women and which were men. She looked at their footwear and
saw only one pair of masculine feet. She dangled her whip in the sub’s face.
    I sure hope this is a guy , she thought. Kendall was
freaky, but was far from bisexual. “Come with me,” she said, lowering her voice
in a deeper register. To add further mystique to her Dominatrix persona,
Kendall decided to change her voice and really get into character.
    The bottom slowly rose. Now on his feet, he towered over
Kendall. She looked up into his face but the hood covered his identity. She was
tempted to tell him to take off the hood but the thrill of the unknown was
exciting.
    They walked out of the lounge, went downstairs and headed to
the private suites. Fortunately, one of the rooms was unoccupied. Kendall
opened the door and led the way inside.
    “Let’s devise a safe word before we get started.”
    “Whatever you say,” he mumbled from behind his mask.
    “Do you have any word in mind?” she asked.
    “No.” He shook his head.
    Kendall thought for a moment, remembering that the Grand
Domme told her not to use words like “No” and “Stop”. “What about kumquat?”
    “Okay.”
    “I see you’re a man of few words.”
    “I only speak when spoken to.”
    Oh yeah, that’s right. He’s the submissive partner and is
waiting on my command. The thought of having total control over someone
sent chills up Kendall’s spine. I have an hour to get my groove on , she
thought and commenced to getting down to business.
     
    “Get over here and kiss my ass.”
    Magnus slowly walked toward her.
    “Stop! Did I say walk? Get on your hands and knees, you
animal!”
    He got down on all fours, crawled over and licked the latex
that covered her ripe ass. He stiffened his tongue and ran it up and down the
crack of her butt. He kept licking until he heard her moan. She then squatted,
positioning her pussy in his face.
    “Now take that dirty tongue of yours and lick between my
legs.”
    He didn’t say a word, just continued licking, going from the
crack of her butt to the tip of her clit. He