The first thing Jenna noticed when she woke up was the soreness in her muscles. All her muscles. Every place. In the bathroom, she checked herself out in the mirror. No visible marks from the ropes, but Master Lex was very careful not to leave marks where they would easily show. She did, however, notice the smile she couldn't brush away. Last night had been incredible, but then, with that particular Dom, it always was. Memories of the extremely intense orgasm stole over her, and she felt an automatic flutter in the walls of her p***y. She had to squeeze her thighs together in an attempt to still it.
"No Mr. Pink today," she told her reflection.
The next round of guests wasn't due for another day, giving her the time she needed to recover from her visit to Club Magique. She should have go
