Black Suit and Tied

One good turn deserves another, and if his wife has her way, the tables are about to get turned on Bentley Randall! Not all men are bad, just a few good ones!
"Hey," he asked Mrs. Howard, "When do you want me to start, do you want me to dance? I have music." She gave a broad smile, "Not here, there, behind the far door, and oh yes, you can't forget your contract. Make sure you read it all, especially the part about consent. If you agree, then sign, and let's go meet the girls. Are you ready?"

A purview of the most horrible pleasure machines imaginable confronted me, designed, and configured to bring light and dark together so misery and ecstasy shook like gold and light. I gawked, my jaw dropped, and from behind me a rubber ball was lodged, partnered with face straps. "Open wide." A demented rabbit pulled my head back by the hair, pulling my mouth tight. "Let's just say this is for all those hateful things you said, when you could have kept your mouth shut," said the Rabbit.
"It's game time," Mrs. Howard broadcasted over the commotion. Three masked women stood looking pretty and painful, like an S & M super team, fearless, and ready. I shuddered at Rabbit, Teddy, and Owl, as they reviewed the phalanx of weapons, from the girth of the 7-inch bulldog, to the sleek 9-inch rocket to the dual-barbed scorpion. Something for everyone!

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