Kapitel 115: Chapter 115

The chain strained.

It tugged on his nipples and the penis plug brushed Ian’s cock from the inside all at the same time.

“Good?” Taren asked.

Ian nodded. “Perfect, sir.” His knees felt weak.

Taren took Ian by the shoulders and turned him to face the mirror. Patting Ian’s shoulder, he said, “You wait there.”

Ian heard Taren settling their bill with Pierre and getting more instructions. There were a few other items purchased that Ian got quick glimpses of in the mirror’s reflection. He wondered how many people watched, he couldn’t make out individual voices. Another quiver rippled through him.

When Taren stepped up behind Ian, he was holding Ian’s shirt out to him. Ian slipped it on, and Taren turned him, so he was again facing Taren. Ian stood quietly while Taren zipped up his pants and buttoned his shirt. A bag in one hand, and Ian’s hand in the other, Taren led the way to their car.