The initiation of Tiffany with Lola Bellucci and her husband

Thank you.

Now, let's take care of your things.

Lola, come here, please.

Can you take Madam's coat?

Yes, sir.

After you.

Thank you.

You have a very nice apartment.

Thank you.

Lola, can you serve us please?

Yes.

Thank you.

Is this your new wife?

Master.

Call me Tiffany. We aren't at the office anymore.

I must admit, that suits me a bit.

Because calling a woman "Master" is not what I'm used to.

On the contrary, I never thought that it would happen to me.

Do all your partners call you that name?

Master?

My partners?

As if I had an incalculable number of women in my life.

I'm more of a monogamous man, you know. One's plenty.

And so, she's your girlfriend?

No, she's a friend's wife who's lending her to us for the evening.

Us?

Yes, us.

I thought you could make the most of it and ask us some questions. Maybe try it.

I get the impression you're intrigued by this world and its rules.

Curious, more like.

And excited.

And excited.

Ask her anything and she'll do it.

I don't know what...

Well, at least you're not a dominant.

If you're doubting yourself, we have the answer.

Right, um, what if we moved on to the meal?

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