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not honorable for a Dominant to do: abusing His property and using them for profit are at the top of my list. Breeding ranks up there with prostituting women, submissive or not. We had enough problems with people who wanted to understand what we enjoy and completely missing the point, not to mention the fakes out there confusing power exchange with being a control freak. But, oh well. That’s the difference between the Leather veterans of the community, and these new wave nuts who think they can research on the Internet and instantly become a Dom or Master.
    Yeah, I said it, and I dare anyone to tell me otherwise.
    â€œOh yeah, I almost forgot,” Amenhotep added. “Some of Your swinger couples are also coming by. It seems they might actually want to stop playing around doing all the simple fucking and come to the dark side where they might want to explore some real things.”
    Now, that meant a few things. The couples he mentioned were Jay and Jasmine, who were new to the swing scene, but had been a part of our circle of friends for a long time.
    As for Ice and Kitana…well, let’s simply say these two were a case study in “what took so damn long?” They have been around us for the past three years, but they never really made the jump to participating in a dungeon atmosphere before now after being so curious about it for so long.
    Finally, there was Candy and her new man of the month, although I had a feeling this dude wouldn’t survive the night, either. They never did. Candy and Neferterri are best friends, and my “concubine,” but I’ll have to explain another time.
    â€œAnyway, we’ll break them in when they get here.” I passed it off as second thought. “Where is Mistress Sinsual anyway, or do I already know the answer?”
    Before I could answer, I felt arms moving around my waist and the greeting, “Hi, Daddy,” coming from behind me.
    Now, since our submissive girls were all tending to their tasks before the ceremony, and Neferterri was standing right beside me, it could only mean one woman was standing behind me.
    â€œHave you forgotten who you’re talking to, Candy?” I sternly asked. Bringing out my Dominant side when I was not already in that mindset was not something I tolerated, unless they were ready to deal with the consequences of their actions.
    Candy wasn’t having it. “Now You know that shit doesn’t flywith me. I belong to Your wife, remember?” She even had the nerve to stand there, hands on her hips, daring me to do something about it.
    I was not about to have her trip out and get away with it, so, I promptly sat in a chair, pulled Candy over my knee, slid her skirt up over her ass exposing her mocha skin, and before I commenced spanking, I asked her again, “Have you forgotten your place, Candy, or do I need to remind you?” I didn’t even care her date stood a few feet away from me. There were some things that had to be handled.
    Candy heard the bass and extra volume in my voice and relented. “I belong to You, too, Daddy. I’m sorry; it won’t happen again.”
    I still gave her a few good smacks on her bare ass cheeks to make sure that she understood that Daddy didn’t play.
    The crowd in the immediate vicinity stopped and turned in our direction, reacting like they’d heard a loud clap of thunder and wanted to see if a storm was coming. Leave it to me to draw crowds as usual, even with other spankings going on. Amenhotep raised His hand, alerting the spectators that there was nothing to see. He knew I wasn’t going to kill her or anything, but what could I say? I drew crowds, and I could clear them as well, depending on the intensity of the thunderstorm.
    â€œForgive My brat, folks, she sometimes feels the need to act out when she misses Me.” I calmed the crowd down, especially Jay and Jasmine, who had just arrived and saw the whole exchange. As long as