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“Honestly, Master, I’d like to communicate with you, but you’re not listening. The company is to blame, not us. You should write a letter telling them the dangers of putting alcohol in lube. Not only is it a fire hazard, but it can also dry out and damage tender tissue,” Julianna protested.
Mika flashed a stern frown, then swatted her on the ass before forcibly bending her over the table. “Your objection has been duly noted, my sassy little wench. Now, not another word or I’ll add orgasm denial to your punishment. Am I clear?”
Julianna pinched her lips together and nodded vigorously.
“Kitten.” Dylan patted the foam surface and crooked his finger at Savannah.
“Good luck,” I whispered to my sister.
“You too,” she mumbled back.
“Mellie,” Dylan called to me as Nick moved in behind my sister’s proffered ass.
Sucking in a deep breath, I squared my shoulders and marched to the table to join my partners in crime.
“Would you prefer me or Nick to hand down your punishment?” he asked.
What? Hell, no. I couldn’t stand the idea of Sanna taking extra punishment because I’d chickened out, but the thought of Dylan or Nick’s hands on my ass felt so grossly incestuous I had no other choice. Not to mention they expected me to pick one of them? That was so not happening.
“Um,” My stomach roiled as I darted a frantic glance first to Dylan, then to Mika. Swallowing tightly, I sucked in a deep breath. “Mika, Sir—”
“I’ll do it,” Joshua volunteered, stepping forward wearing a serious but gentle expression. “That is, of course, with your consent, Mellie?”
Relief and gratitude careened through me. “Yes, thank you, Master Stephen.”
Before I lowered myself to the table, I watched Joshua move in close to my bare backside. Dylan sidled up next to him and leaned in close.
“Don’t you dare hurt her,” he threatened Joshua in a low growl.
“What? Slow down, Dylan. I have no intention of… What the hell have I ever done to make you think—”
“It’s not you,” Dylan hissed. “Mellie’s been…Listen, she’s fragile. This is the first time she’s…shit. It’s not my story to tell, it’s hers. Just go easy on her, okay?”
“I give you my word.” Joshua’s vow teemed with conviction.
Great, he’d want to know all about my embarrassing past. I wasn’t sure I could bring myself to tell him so soon. A new kind of panic pricked. I jumped when Joshua pressed his strong hand against the small of my back. Leaning over my body, his delicious heat surrounded me.
“Can you give me a little piece of your trust?”
His hot breath caressed my ear. “Yes, Sir.”
“Thank you, sweetheart. I’ll treat it like priceless gold.” Placing a soft kiss on my shoulder, he stood. The loss of his body heat left me feeling brutally barren.
“Four subs. Four swats. And Mellie shall receive an obligatory four as well,” Tony announced in wicked glee. “Drake, you have the honor of first punishment, my friend.”
“My pleasure,” he chuckled. Then, in a raspy growl, he commanded Trevor to count.
The sound of Drake’s angry paw meeting Trevor’s ass reverberated in my ears. The bench we four lay across jerked beneath the power of the Dom’s blow.
“One, Master,” Trevor cried out in a howl of pain.
Fear gripped me in an icy hold. I wasn’t a pain slut by any stretch of the imagination. I couldn’t handle what Trevor was being subjected to. I wouldn’t last past the first slap.
Snapping my head toward Sanna, I stared into my sister’s chocolate brown eyes, desperately trying to temper my panic.
“Trevor likes pain. Drake’s doing it hard, so Trev won’t enjoy it. We’re not going to get spanked that hard, I promise,” she whispered softly.
“No talking, precious,” Nick admonished.
