Tony's office!
While the house was experience a re birth with the changing weather. Wicked found her self with even less going on. Not many people made appointments for afternoon floggings. They wanted passionate sex, the kind that made them believe the staff truly loved them. They wanted romance and Wicked could only give them bruises. She needed a change, perhaps lighter tones, like gray, perhaps she change the dressing on her window to something sheer and get a floral pattern for the bed. Clients like deception when it came to kinks.The problem was she was out a favors.
So far her plans to earn the big house was failing miserably. Within the first few weeks of January her demerit book was filled. Too much client time on Pietro,staying in town past curfew, lewd behavior during parties. the list went on. Perhaps it was time to give in. No more wild child antics, she was going the straight and narrow. In the mean time she needed extra cash and Tony was after all the idea man!
She pulled the rowers head from under her skirt.While this had been an enjoyable boat ride she had to start somewhere.
"I'm sorry you have been a peach but I'm going to have to ask that you make an appointment." She stood up in the boat and closed her parasol. "If you excuse me I have some business with Mr. Stark." Baffled the man watched as wicked waded,waist deep, in water until she returned to shore.