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Chapter 6 by Javalar Javalar

Who do you want to talk to?

A dark haired woman, dressed as dominatrix.

You put on a smile and join the woman, leaning nonchalantly at one of the bar tables, scanning the crowd.

"May I join your table?", you ask.

She eyes you up coolly. She wears tight leather trousers which leave a hole open at her crotch area, revealing crotchless panties, also made of leather. You remember the rule from the invitation that stated that all women must have "nipples and nether lips accessible", and you glance immediately shoots up to her boobs. Indeed – her black and red leather costume has two open spots, where her nipples are peeking out. She does not seem to care at all though and looks totally at ease. You spot a small whip hanging from her hip, and a pair of handcuffs on the other side.

"Well there, you look quite handsome, sweetie", she says, and her voice sounds warm and even a bit younger than the dress made her look.

You grab one of the glasses.

How do you react?

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