Three Little Mistakes (Blindfold Club, #3)

by Nikki Sloane

She gave me a tight smile. “Can you stop torturing me and just get on with it? I want to know how I did.” Her desire to do a good job made me laugh. Such an overachiever. She’d been fidgeting on the car ride over, so I’d set a hand on her leg and ordered her to relax. I’d been waiting for her to give me the signal that she was ready to have the conversation. “You’re not being graded, but since you asked . . .” I gave her a smile that I hoped conveyed how I felt. “I was very, very pleased.” More like I was fucking ecstatic. Her first series of posts were full of tasteful, vanilla sex. I’d woken up to a different tone today. A woman having her nipple clamps tugged on by her partner, a man fucking a woman in handcuffs and a blindfold. And her last clip . . . All the blood in my body had rushed straight to my cock. A naked woman tied down to a bench, her ass being flogged while men and women wearing black tie sat in a semi-circle watching the display. That on its own was pretty hot, but there was so much more. The submissive being flogged? She had her face buried in the pussy of another woman, whose cocktail dress was pushed up to her waist. A hand was on the back of the sub’s head, holding her still while the flogger struck.