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It was a padded bench, standing on four angled metal legs. Sticking out at the rear were two pads clearly intending for calves, each complete with two sets of straps and buckles. At the front were another two pads with more restraints. At the front was a padded face rest. The centre pad came with restraints too.

What claimed all my attention was what was attached to the metal bar that extended from the middle of the bench towards the rear.

It looked for all the world like a black metal arm, from which protruded a large, flesh-coloured dildo, complete with balls. Then I saw the cord snaking across the floor to the socket in the pillar nearby.

Oh fuck. That thing is electric.

My grin could have powered the entire club.

I gaped at Max. “I know I said I didn’t want you to go easy on me, but I never expected this.”

“I wouldn’t smile just yet, if I were you.”

A trickle of unease found its way down my spine. “Uh-oh.”

Max patted the bench. “I want you to crawl over to it, naked.”

I didn’t even flinch. “I can do that.” Then I peered at the floor and grimaced. “Well, I say I can do that. Maybe?”

He laughed. “Relax. They cleaned it about ten minutes ago. My instructions.”

I brought my hand to my chest. “Aw, you care. That’s sweet.”

He raided his eyes to the ceiling. “Well, I wouldn’t want you to get your cute little toes sticky.”

I arched my eyebrows. “You notice my toes?”

He ignored that. “Then when I’ve fastened all the straps…” He looked over my shoulder and beckoned. “I think you remember Duncan?”

I turned my head, then smiled. It was the sub I’d talked to in the bar. “Hey.”

He waved. “Hi again.” Then he clasped his hands behind his back.

I returned my attention to Max. “Okay, I’m confused.”

“I want your permission to use him in the scene. You see, fuck machines need plenty of lube, and it’ll be Duncan’s job to make sure that happens.”

I frowned. “So where do you figure in this scene? If Duncan’s taking care of my rear.”

He patted the face rest. “This can be angled down, out of the way. That’s where I’ll be standing—with my cock in your mouth.”

I couldn’t stop my grin. “I’ve never been spit-roasted before.”

Max was grinning too, and that uneasy feeling was back with a vengeance.

I speared him with an intense gaze. “Okay, out with it.”

“Out with what?”

I snorted. “I think we’ve already established you can’t do innocent. Out with whatever it is you haven’t told me yet.”

Duncan chuckled. “I like your Dom.”

My own feelings went way beyond like, a fact that was slowly dawning on me.

Max rubbed his cock through the leather. “You’re going to suck me off until I come.”

I laughed. “I thought you were going to push me.”