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The idea was ridiculous, of course.

And Jack looked over at her slowly. “Someone else needs their mouth washed out. And maybe a lesson in who the Top is here.”

Umm.

“Or maybe not.”

Ian sighed, shaking his head. “Maggie must tell her Tops when she’s sick, hurt, or upset.”

She bit her lip, not liking that rule.

“Maggie must accept all gifts given to her by her Tops without argument.”

“What? Really?”

“Yes, really,” Ian said firmly.

She sighed. “I’m not agreeing to that one. Or the one before it.”

They both glared at her. Ian sat, facing her with his hands on either side of her hips.

“You need to tell us whether you’re sick or hurting. Whether you’re big or Little. I thought we already talked about this.”

Assbaboons. They had. She slid a look at Jack, who’d grown tense.

“Yes. You’re right. Sorry. I agreed to that. But I don’t have to accept gifts. And you shouldn’t be buying me anything.”

“We want to spoil you,” Ian said.

“You hardly know me.”

“We know we want to spend time with you, get to know you and your Little,” Ian told her.

“But you shouldn’t spend money on me,” she protested.

I’m not worth it.

“What we do with our money is our business, Little girl,” Ian told her.

“What if one of you buys me a snake? Do I have to accept it?”

“No one is going to buy you a snake,” Ian answered her. “How about all reasonable gifts?”

“Is a glass dildo considered a reasonable gift?” Jack pondered.

“Jack! It is not!” She looked at Ian to back her up.

“Actually, I don’t believe there’s anything wrong with a glass dildo,” Ian mused.

They were bonkers.

“Right, onto the rest of the rules,” Ian continued. “Maggie will not do anything to deliberately put herself in danger or hurt herself.”

“Okay.” That one seemed easy to agree to. She nodded.

“She will not speak badly about herself.”

Blimey.

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