CHAPTER 135 - EX MESS
-CLEO'S POV-
After messing with Darlene, I wondered how Blayne would react when the news got out. Malik reluctantly came with me. I did not give him a choice in the matter. He whined pathetically that escorting me to the fetish club might result in Blayne killing him. Additionally, I had breached confinement, which would be another scale of punishment for him. Nervously, he stood by and watched me serve the bitch up a torturous session.
See, I replied to her email and told her that I'd be at the fetish club and at what time. I figured that Blayne was very dominant in the bedroom and so I ordered her to make preparations for me. She had to inversely handcuff herself to the end of the bed facing down.
Wearing a mask, as directed by Malik, I arrived with a whip in my hand. Malik handled the bouncers at the front of the detached three-story building. I had on tight-fitted high-waist black jeans and a black corset top. My blonde hair was loosely down and combed back, and minimal makeup.
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