Prologue
MARY
“Up on your hands and knees, darlin’.”
The man stood beside the bed, naked as the day he was born, stroking his very hard c**k. Clear fluid seeped from the tip and the wicked grin on his face proved he was having a very good time. He was attractive, slim, muscled, and his jaw was darkened by a trimmed beard.
The woman smiled coyly at him and did as she was told. She wore only a blood red corset, the top few stays undone and her abundant breasts spilling out.
I stood in the next room, looking through a small hole, my hands pressed against the wall, watching. Chloe, one of The Briar Rose’s many whores, stood beside me, our shoulders bumping, as she watched from her own secret spot.
The w***e, now up on her hands and knees, thrust her bottom out and wiggled it, inviting th
