scrappy has a new assignment as part of his training, and this one takes him outside the house.

thing1 had a connection at a local strip club, one of those places that surprises you a bit. Good atmosphere, a proper bar, and yes, they’re known for their steak dinners. More importantly, they run a ladies’ night once a week, which made it the perfect opportunity.

So we got scrappy a job.

Now, before anyone gets ahead of themselves, these clubs are mostly tame. There’s dancing, there’s attention, there’s performance. But it’s structured, controlled, and far from the kind of chaos people imagine. Which is exactly why I knew I needed to make sure scrappy’s first night wasn’t something he could just coast through.

Training means pushing a boy past comfort.

So I sent my friend in.

She knows exactly how to handle someone like scrappy. Confident, direct, and not the type to sit quietly and just watch. I made it clear what I wanted. I didn’t want him just going through the motions on stage. I wanted him engaged, tested, and a little off balance.

From what I heard, she delivered.

Here’s what scrappy relayed to me about his experience in the VIP room. She secured a private session, then presented him with a note bearing my signature, instructing simply, “scrappy, obey her completely.” While I might be adding some flourishes, the essence is true. He performed for her, used his mouth to please her, and stripped down to nothing. And yes, she had him entirely; she had my absolute permission to fuck my boy. When he confessed the details, I couldn’t help but feel a surge of heat.

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