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Domino Effect, Chapter 1: Lies
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Tina stood at the far corner of the room, her feet having
taken her to this spot, watching as a man was being spanked by the woman behind
him. He was unfettered, obeying the instructions of his Mistress to stay still,
to receive his punishment. He was
completely naked, the skin of his buttocks bright red, and he was aroused like
Tina never saw a man aroused before.
She bit her lip, but couldn’t look away from the scene unfolding before
her. Slow and methodical wallops being dealt
out by the woman, who seemed to be enjoying herself immensely. The faces of both were transfixed with
surreal looks of peaceful pleasure.
Slap!
Tina flinched hard as if she’d been dealt the blow.
Slap!
She closed her eyes, yet still stood there, unable to move,
rooted to her place.
Slap!
She opened them, dark eyes registering something new to any
onlookers.
Slap!
She didn’t blink, flinch or move. Susan smiled from her shadowy watching place, arms crossed, and
intent on her study of the new arrival to her club. Susan smelled potential. She moved with catlike quickness to Tina’s
side, gentle fingers touching Tina’s shoulder; Tina accepted the touch without
moving.
“I’m Susan Birch.”
Susan said with more feeling than she’d intended to allow.
“Tina Kennard,” Tina said in a thick whisper, unsure of
anything but her name right as of now.
“Walk with me,” Susan ordered. Tina hesitated, but then fell
into step with Susan, not behind her, but at her side, like an equal. “Tell me what you see,” Susan commanded,
sweeping an elegant arm at the surroundings.
Tina feasted on it again with her eyes, as if it were new to her. Wood
that gleamed from being polished; leather that was worn, loved and oiled,
velvet that draped the walls were immaculate.
“Insanity, personified.”
Tina began, knowing this was Bette’s wife talking, but Susan put up a
hand, silencing her and Tina met her eyes, holding the gaze and Susan smiled;
she was bold.
“Stop. Deeper than
that, delve into that place you’ve never allowed yourself the pleasure or the
luxury of visiting. Focus not on the
pain you think you see.” Susan ordered
and Tina narrowed her eyes, looking around again, dumbfounded.
“Um” Tina stopped,
eyes focusing on the man again, realizing that the man before her was there of
his own free will. He could stand,
dress and leave at any time. That his
face wasn’t one of pain; it was a mask of pleasure. “Release, abandonment, control, not just from her,” Tina pointed
with a steady finger,
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What the hell is wrong with tina !!!!!!! I like it I think don’t turn her into a weirdo like jenny!!!!!!!!! Dose this tie in with the other post!!!