#WIPITUP Wednesday – Dark Fantasy #BDSM

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Hello Wipsters – it’s that the time of the week again where I show you what Mark and Jennifer Redcliff are up to. It’s all good – I mean bad – and it’s only going to get worse. Can there be a happy ending for these two one day? I don’t know… but I am considering it 😀

The Velvet Chair

sexy blond in beige silk dress sitting on the black armchair

My conscience was attacking me with bloody knives and heavy claw hammers. The clashing noise in my head was almost painful. Normally I am supremely confident in everything that I do, but even I had misgivings about this evening. We were headed to Escape, a BDSM dungeon that was located in a large warehouse on the outskirts of London. Tonight’s themed event was Dark Fantasy and all the submissives taking part would have been warned accordingly. All except my wife, of course. I helped sponsor the event, so no one would think to check with me whether Jennifer had signed the necessary consent forms. It would be taken as a given. I’d been in the scene so long, no one would doubt that I hadn’t made my wife tick all the boxes and agree to all the things that were about to happen to her. Hell, I’d even faked her signature on the necessary documentation. As she was new to the scene they had nothing to compare it to, so I had no need to worry on that score. Only now, ten minutes before we were due to arrive, did I begin to question my integrity.

I was about to deliver the worst mind-fuck of Miss Redcliff’s life. The other submissives would be aware that they were being manipulated, and although they wouldn’t know the exact details, they’d know it was a game. Jennifer was going to take everything at face value. It would be a brutal awakening for her and it would more than likely screw her up for a few months. Could I do that to someone? I guess that depended on how desperate I was to achieve my end game, and to be fair I was pretty desperate. The girl needed to go. The evening planned tonight was almost guaranteed to have her running off screaming into the ether, but she’d probably need counselling for a few weeks after. I looked at my Rolex and the dials swam before my eyes. I could call a halt to things now, have the limo turned around and be back at Fountaine Blue before I knew it.

We rounded a corner and Escape came into view. The time to act was now. Once someone saw my face, I’d have a hard time explaining why I needed to leave so abruptly. What was I going to do?

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