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The other Doms gathered up their subs and raced out the door. Only a handful of us remained, trying to decide how to put out the fire. The acrid smoke burned my lungs, but I refused to leave Sanna’s side.
“Did you have a hand in this, boy?” Drake demanded. His face clouded over like a wicked storm.
“It was an accident, Daddy. I swear.” Tears welled in Trevor’s eyes as he flitted his gaze between the flickering plug and his pissed-off Master.
“We need a fire extinguisher,” Julianna yelled over the bleating alarms. “We’ve got to put this thing out before it ruins the whole party.”
Scotty tore into the room, wide-eyed and mouth agape. “What the fuck did you do back here?”
“Get an extinguisher,” Nick barked.
With a panicked stutter step, Scotty bolted back out of the room.
“Grab an edge, guys. Let’s try to snuff this sucker out,” Tony instructed, pinching a corner of the tablecloth in his fingers.
Drake, Dylan, Nick, and Mika lifted the linen, but once the fabric came in contact with the lube, it ignited the cloth like a match to kindling. Forced to stop their efforts, they dropped the fabric and stepped back.
“Was there alcohol in that lube?” Mika thundered.
“I-I don’t know, Master.” Julianna cringed. Digging through one of the boxes, she lifted out an empty container of lube. Coughing, she scanned the ingredients. “You’ve got to be shitting me. What idiot puts alcohol in lube?”
“You’ve earned ten swats with the rubber paddle for your language, girl.” Mika glared.
Julianna coughed again and frowned. I suspected the rubber paddle wasn’t pleasant.
Scotty burst back through the doorway carrying a big, red fire extinguisher. Breaking the seal, he aimed the rubber nozzle at the flaming plug, spraying thick white foam over the bubbling goo. But it wasn’t enough to put the fire out. The flames continued to dance, higher than before, in a macabre dance. The biting stench of burning rubber permeated the room, making it hard for all of us to breathe.
“We’ve got to get out of here,” Dylan hollered, pointing toward the door.
In the distance, the sound of sirens grew louder as Julianna grabbed the cake off the gift table. Trevor peeled the poster from the wall as he and Drake snagged up several of Leagh’s gifts. Following their lead, the rest of us plucked up the presents before racing out the door.
Savannah, Julianna, Trevor, and I made our way outside, coughing and wiping our eyes.
“We’re up shit creek without any paddles,” Trevor whispered in a nervous hiss. “Hell, we don’t even have a fucking boat.”
“Come on, Trev. It’s not that bad. It was an accident,” I said, trying to reassure him. “They’re not going to punish you guys for an accident.”
“Yes, they are,” Trevor, Julianna, and Savannah chimed in together.
“Have I mentioned that I fucking hate rice?” Sanna groused.
“You’re going to hate eating soap just as much, kitten,” Dylan barked from behind us.
She squeezed her eyes shut and groaned at being busted.
“Hurry it up, you four. We’ve all breathed enough of this shit into our lungs. Get your butts outside for some fresh air,” Nick ordered.
His tone was firm, but he sounded more concerned about our health than taking us over his knee. Even in all the chaos and destruction of the party, I couldn’t stop envisioning myself poised over Joshua’s knee while his big, broad hand slapped my ass.
You just won’t give it up, will you? Dream all you want, but it’s never going to happen.
Once outside, Julianna opened the back of the Escalade, and we filled it with Leagh’s presents and cake. The fire department pulled up and several men rushed inside the building as I stood with Sanna and the other subs, huddled in a circle.
Several firefighters paraded out of the building unable to hide their smiles. Some were even outright laughing. As a couple of them passed by us on their way to the pumper truck, I caught a snippet of their conversation.
“I’ve been on a lot of calls, but I’ve never been to the scene of a raging butt plug inferno before,” one of the men said with a chuckle as he unbuttoned his long yellow coat.
“I’m so sorry, Leagh. This was supposed to be fun, not a flippin’ catastrophe,” Sanna moaned with tears in her eyes.
