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“Last night at Maurizio’s…”
“Oh shit,” I blurted out, flashing a look of concern first at Sanna, then Julianna and Trevor; each wore a look that mimicked my outburst.
“I don’t like that kind of language, little one.” Joshua frowned.
Duly chastised, I cringed. “Sorry,” I mumbled.
“There was an incident involving several of our subs, mine included,” Tony continued. “We Doms have spoken and have come to a mutual agreement. The guilty parties must be punished en masse.”
“Oh, Sanna,” I whispered as I shot an imploring look her Masters’ way. “It was an accident.”
“Shhh,” Nick instructed with a stern shake of his head.
I pinched my lips together and issued a heavy sigh as I reached beneath the table and gripped Sanna’s hand in support.
“I need the following subs to come to up with their owner’s please: Leagh, Emerald, Trevor, Savannah, and our one un-owned girl, Mellie.”
“Me?” I squeaked as my eyes grew wide and my knees trembled.
Mika, Drake, Nick and Dylan all leapt from their chairs as if they couldn’t wait to rush to the front of the dungeon. Julianna—known as Emerald at the club—slowly rose to her feet, as did Trevor and Sanna. Dylan cleared his throat and arched his brow as he extended his hand toward me. Freaked out and dumbfounded, I stared at it for a long moment.
“I’ll protect you, Mellie.” Reinforcing his words, Dylan issued a tender smile.
“So, you were part of the blazing butt-plug of destruction as well, little one?” Joshua chuckled.
I issued him a slight nod before rising on rubbery knees. Taking Dylan’s hand, he led me toward the scening area. Glancing back, I spied Joshua following close behind.
A wave of relief washed over me. He’d be nearby if I needed him.
Leagh joined Tony. Trepidation replaced the happy smile she’d worn all day.
Lined up in a row like criminals before a firing squad, we exchanged pensive glances with one another.
“Remove any clothing that covers your asses,” Tony instructed with a wolfish grin.
“Sanna,” I whispered in a tone of pure panic.
“You don’t have to take off your thong,” she whispered in reassurance. “Masters won’t let anything bad happen to you, and neither will I. You don’t even have to do this. I’ll take your punishment for you if you need me to.”
Her fervent declaration melted away my fears and filled me with determination. I wasn’t about to let Sanna take my portion of the blame, even though the whole damn thing had been a fucking accident—which none of the Doms seemed to give a shit about. Wanting to howl in outrage, I jumped when Mika slipped his hand around my elbow and led me away from the others.
Compassion and understanding shimmered in his unique amber eyes.
“In my club, all acts are strictly consensual, Mellie. If you’re unwilling to participate in the punishment, you can forego the little spanking we’ve planned and work behind the bar for an hour. The choice is yours.”
“I understand, Sir. Thank you,” I replied. “I find it ridiculous that any of us are being punished for an accident. But since our fate has been decided, I’d prefer to take my punishment alongside the others, if it’s all the same.”
“As you wish.” Mika flashed an intimidating scowl. “Drop your skirt, feisty one, and go stand next to your sister.”
Closing my eyes, I slid the soft leather off my hips, placing both it and my purse with the other subs’ clothing on a low table. My heart hammered in my chest as I watched Drake cinch a meaty hand in Trevor’s hair before marching him to the tall table.
“Bend over, boy,” Drake instructed with a tone that brooked no argument.
“You’re next, my blushing bride,” Tony chuckled as he helped Leagh into position.
One by one, they lined up and bent over.
“Emerald, you’re next, my beautiful slave.” Mika grinned.
