Chapter 178: Jewel

It was a Thursday night and they'd only brought her to the club once. She dressed in a black lace silky confection that hugged her curves and ended slightly above her ass cheeks, which remained uncovered due to her black thong. A black robe covered her decently until they walked into the club and she handed it to a short, heavyset woman at the front desk dressed in leather and chains. The club wasn't as refined as Damian's exclusive domain, but the people were friendly and welcomed her. Matt slipped a temporary collar on her neck so there was no doubt that she belonged to them. Stephon wore black jeans and an untucked white shirt open halfway down his chest. Matt was in a leather vest showing the ink on his chest and arms. He wore blue jeans that hugged his ass and thighs.

Stephon's appointment was with a two-hundred and fifty pound Native American man named Master Joseph. He didn't wear a shirt; his overly defined muscles rippled with every movement he made. Jewel hadn't met him the