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***WARNING: this story is not yet finished, and ends very abruptly*** The basement of the hotel was filled wall to wall with people in various stages of undress, and a wide variety of fetish clothing. The annual convention of the local BDSM group drew people from all over. Heph pointed to a shy girl, standing by herself. "You see that girl over there?" "The one with the short blonde hair?" Deb asked. "That's the one. Would you like to have a little fun?" "What exactly do you have in mind?" "Why don't we go over there, and I'll introduce you as my Mistress, and ask her if she wants to play with us." Deb gave Heph a strange look. They were good friends, but both dominants. Usually in a situation like this, they would be sharing ideas and appreciating other people's work. Heph explained further. "I'll use my position as a fellow sub to earn her trust, then we can use that against her. Sort of a good cop, bad cop kind of thing." Deb had to admit the idea was intriguing.
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