Find her at the Club

You call up the Owner up of the Club that you know Jenni has attended. He's a friend. He tells you when and where to find Jenni.

Tomorrow is Latex Day, so you get a nice outfit out for Dee to wear. You have her measurements by now, so it is easy.

You don't need the Stripper for this, so you send her back to your Dominatrix friend for more Training.

You get to the Club before Jenni's appointment and put Dee in a room to be played with. It's a private room, so she can struggle.

Time passes as you wait for Jenni. You know where she's going to be.

A text is sent to you of her arrival.
You wait for her to get into her designated position and take a look at her in secret...

Her designated Master- a woman, it seems- arrives and puts her in the strappado position. She doesn't struggle. In fact, she looks rather content.

She stews for a minute before you enter from behind. The room is sound-proofed (for obvious reasons). You touch her ass with your gloved hand and she moans in delight, not seeing the source of it.

"I'm ready to be punished, Mistress. I've been naughty," Jenni says.
"You sure have," you say with a laugh.
"What the fuck?!?"

Jenni immediately starts to struggle, but she was tied too well. She kicks her legs in vain, but you stand out of range and laugh.

"It's kind of insulting to your Dominatrix that you think that you can get out of those ropes, you know. Bad form."
"What do you want from me? What's left to take?!?"
"Your freedom- the last shred of it," you reply.
"You can't have it. I'd rather die!"
"So harsh. Let me tell you something- I know about your past. I looked into it via the Dark Web and found out some gems.

So you were hired by the FBI to infiltrate this ring due to past experience, huh? You used to be a big-time bottom, but only for women. You loved them being in control, didn't you? Cumming at their very whim."

"Shut up. You don't know me!"
"On the contrary, I know you very well. I know the real you.

Give in. Be my ****- willingly."