The weekend had arrived. Guests filled the penthouse living room. Soft lighting cascaded over the expensive furniture. Thorne had invited five handpicked investors. All powerful men in sharp suits. Aria stood beside him wearing nothing but black heels and her thin silver collar. The metal tag rested cool against her throat. Cool air brushed her bare skin. Her perky breasts and shaved pussy were on full display. She felt nervous. Her hands trembled slightly at her sides but Thorne’s presence made her slightly confident.Thorne placed a firm hand on her lower back. The warmth of his touch steadied her. "You look perfect," he said quietly. "These men are here because I trust them. Show them how well you serve me."Aria nodded. "Yes, sir." Her voice came out soft. The nervousness eased a little under his control. She felt eyes on her body. Heat rose between her legs despite the anxiety.The men sipped drinks and talked business at first. Thorne guided Aria to the center of the room."Gent
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