Chapter 37. BDSM Checklist

Sophia

I hastily wear my blouse and skirt and wince at realization I don’t have any fucking panties. I grab the corset and open the door to walk outside, while cool air brushes my bare ass.

A complete jerk! A fucking asshole!

I could totally throttle him right now. I can’t believe I thought we had chemistry.

I pass through the hallways we passed before, while kissing and groping each other. Some scenes in playrooms are still going on. I pause to think. Would I like to come back here again? I left the checklist folder on the bed in spite.

“Fuck,” I mutter. Too bad I liked this place.

“Miss Brown!” a voice calls me out and I turn to see a waitress. No, the outfit is too sexy to be a waitress. Or maybe a girl doing a waitress roleplay? She is holding a tray, with some food and a bottle, in her hands. The fragrance of food makes my stomach growl.

She smiles.

“Master Miller ordered some food for you, but your door was locked.”