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.Please.""I know, my dear, but you are not ready for that.I am larger than this phallus,and I must prepare you.Soon, I promise.""I need you."He easily slid into her warm, moist cleft and began stroking."Oh, my God, yes, yes."She moaned when he began stroking her with the phallus in the same rhythm.She tensed, balancing on her toes as the pleasure consumed her once again.His strokesbecame deeper, harder, more punctuated as he abandoned the phallus, and his releasecame upon him.Seconds later, Serenity's muscles tightened around his cock, and shelost herself in yet another glorious orgasm.* * * * *Serenity had lain in Lucien's arms for some time, ruminating upon what had justtranspired between them.The spanking had been glorious, almost religious.With eachslap of the paddle or his hand, she felt a part of her heart being given over to him.Itwas an amazing feeling, one she'd never experienced, even with Winsor.She suddenly felt a tremendous feeling of loss as Lucien carefully removed thephallus.She groaned her disapproval, but for naught, as he'd already taken himself offthe bed.He went to the washstand and began to cleanse the marble."When will I be ready?" she asked."Only when I determine you are and not a moment before.""Ready? I am ready.""My dear, I say you are not.""But, the feel of the phallus was amazing.It did not hurt after the first fewminutes.""It is not as large as I am, Serenity.I need to prepare you gradually for my cock."She gave him a mock pout."I shall defer to your judgment.""Yes, you shall.In all things." He winked at her playfully."Would you like to joinme in the club this evening?""What would I do there?""Much as I do, I suppose.I greet and make sure things are going as they should.We could look into some of the public rooms, and you could get an idea of the things Ihave told you about.I can introduce you to the members, as well."Serenity thought about how her life had changed so dramatically, from a ratherrural existence in Nottinghamshire to one steeped in eroticism.With barely a thought,she knew she wished to join Lucien, that evening and every one that followed."Yes, Iwould very much like to join you.""Good," he said with a smile.He came back to bed and held her for nearly anhour.They talked of her experience under his paddle and of the club and what shemight expect.She marveled at his intelligence and wondered how she'd survived thelast ten years, when there had been Lucien Damrill somewhere in the world, waiting forher to come back into his life.She only wished she'd come back now for more than hisprotection and to use his home as a refuge against the ravings of Martyn Thorndyke,the Earl of Chetwood.She wouldn't think of that now.She would much rather turn her thoughts to theman who was presently teasing her nipple with his finger."What are you smiling about, little one? I should think you'd be too sore tosmile.""I rather enjoy the soreness.""That's a very nice revelation, because I suspect you shall be sore quite a bit.""I certainly hope so, for you promised as much."They laughed together, a peaceful, knowing laugh that said more than wordscould.* * * * *The large reception room held no less than one hundred people, all seeking theerotic thrills of the flesh.Lucien did not leave Serenity's side, or was it the other wayaround? She certainly had no wish to be left adrift in this sea of iniquity.She wasalready sure her sore bottom had been pinched several times."Mighty fine specimen, Damrill." A much foxed Lord Meyer-Smythe stepped outof the crowd and shouted to be heard over the clamor."Does she enjoy your games?""Stubble it, my lord," Lucien answered."Isn't there a young lord you wish tobugger?"The man's mottled face instantly turned as bright a red as Serenity's bottom."Fair, 'nuf," he slurred and disappeared into the mass of bodies, his powdered wigridiculously askew.Serenity looked up at Lucien."Do you mean.?""He has been known to favor the well-formed footmen on his estate, yes.He willsoon be in one of the rooms across the hall with a pretty young man or two.You maywatch if you like, he loves an audience."It was Serenity's turn to blush, for she did indeed want to watch.She'd come torecognize a perverse part of herself, and she was determined not to shy away from it.No one knew her in London, and she intended to use her anonymity to her advantage.The very idea of teas and balls and pretended deference to those who would sooner eather alive as look at her, made her stomach roil.She savored the idea of helping herhusband run his club.After all, it did have its benefits."What is this I hear about you being married? Please tell me you will still meetwith me, Luce dear.I could never allow anyone else to do what you do." The shockinglyintimate voice came out of nowhere and seemed to startle Lucien."Lady Foxworth, how nice to see you this evening." Lucien gave a crisp bow."Ishall meet you at eleven, as usual.Marjorie will be waiting for you.""Thank God.I am in desperate need of your attentions."The woman gaveSerenity a coy smile before departing with a sarcastic, "It is nice to meet you, Mrs.Damrill
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