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 I told Noah I was okay with it, Pierce choked out. His anger had evaporated as
suddenly as it had flared up, leaving him even more miserable than before.
 You re not okay with it, though, Francis observed, as always with unnerving
accuracy.
Pierce let out a sad little chuckle that sounded like a sob.  You know what? That s
exactly what I used to think, but the funny thing is, I love him too much to let him go. I d do
anything to keep him. Anything. Francis, I love him. And I love him. Just the way he is. If this
is what he needs, if he craves& those experiences, then maybe I have no right to deny him
that and I shouldn t judge him for it. Maybe I ll just have to accept that this is a part of who
he is, even if it is something we will never agree on.
 Hm. I must admit there is a certain, albeit incredibly twisted, logic behind this,
Francis said.  I m not sure you can pull this through, though, to be perfectly honest with you.
However, there is just one way to find out.
 Yeah, I know, Pierce confirmed.  Give it a try and see what happens.
 Yes. Exactly. Am I right assuming that you have been giving it a try for some time
now?
 Uh-huh.
 Ah. Well, then I guess you ll probably have to keep seeing a bit more of what happens.
Speaking of seeing why don t we move around a bit? I ve been hiding here with you for
long enough now. I should really be showing my wrinkly old face around the club a bit and
say hello to London s finest deviants. Want to tag along?
Pierce let out a shaky sigh but nodded. Trust Francis to take him to the very abyss of his
darkest thoughts and leave him there to ponder on his own for a while. It was his way of
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giving Pierce time to reflect before they would take the issue to the next, yet more painful,
level.
* * * *
Having been a member of honour of the club ever since Francis had opened it all those
years ago, Pierce knew his way around as well as any of the proper players deviants, as
Francis liked to call them. He knew most of the regulars, at least from sight. It was impossible
not to, because whenever he was there in Francis company, someone would approach
Francis to talk to him about one thing or other. Sometimes the issues were discussed right in
front of Pierce, sometimes, if the subject was a more delicate one, Francis would excuse
himself to continue the conversation in a more private setting. Predictably, it took less than
five minutes before Francis was whisked away by a mute, but nonetheless determined-
looking sub.
Pierce didn t mind being left alone for a while. He had enough on his mind to keep him
busy and was used to moving around the club on his own. He was also used to seeing all
kinds of kinks and fantasies acted out in front of him. He had long since grown used to even
the more shocking ones. What he had never quite managed to get used to, however, was
witnessing the onstage sex some of the more exhibitionist club members enjoyed. It always
left him with a bitter aftertaste because, to him, sex was something private. Just like his
partner, it was not meant to be shared with others.
He was at the back of the club, walking past the smallest and least used of the three
stages. As he looked up, Pierce noticed that the two guys on the stage were apparently very
willing to share their sex life, as well as their respective partner, with everyone who cared to
look.
Bent over a spanking bench, tied up and blindfolded, the sub was helplessly exposed to
whatever the Top wanted to do to him. Right now it seemed that all the Top had in mind was
to pound into his arse over and over again, hard enough to bruise.
The details didn t really register with Pierce, though. What registered was that one of
the partners in question looked a hell of a lot like Noah and the position he was in brought
back painful memories of a scene in a restaurant s storage room almost six years ago.
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Pierce couldn t help checking for characteristics he would be able to recognise. It was a
bit difficult, because the man s back was turned and most of his legs were covered in leather
chaps, but the similarities to Noah were unmistakable. It was the same type of pale-skinned,
lean-muscled body. Short, dark brown curls. The distinct, sharply angled jaw line that Pierce
could just about spot when the man s head moved in time with his deep thrusts&
He had seen enough. So that was Noah s dirty secret. Everything that Pierce had been
torturing himself with for the past weeks, every twisted, absurd fantasy was not even
remotely as appalling as the truth he d just stumbled upon. Of course Noah hadn t wanted to
share this with him. It was a surprise he had the nerve to indulge in this deviation at Francis
club, of all places. And Francis, the overly liberal, depraved devil, must have known about it
and he had covered for Noah. Maybe even introduced him to the guy who was currently
bent over the bench and getting his arse ploughed. Short and skinny, the man even looked
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