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“But I’m trying to communicate.If I’m not allowed to speak, how can I do that, Sir?”

When he pinned me with a look of warning, I pressed my lips together and huffed.

Long seconds later, Dylan returned.The big, black duffel bag clenched in his fist answered all my questions.

“Show us where your bedroom is, kitten,” Dylan demanded with hungry grin.“It’s time to pay the piper.”

When Nick lifted me off his lap and set me on my feet, my pussy was inches from his face.His gaze stilled on my closely cropped tuft of curls.My folds grew wetter by the second.His nostrils flared, and he licked his lips before turning toward Dylan.“I can smell her cunt.She’s already wet for us.”

“Please, Masters.No punishment.Just make love to me,” I begged.

Nick stood and placed his hands on my hips, then turned me to face Dylan—now wearing a wry grin.As I opened my mouth to beg him, too, a harsh and painful slap exploded over my ass.As the burn rushed down my legs, I nearly purred.

“Save your breath.”Nick chuckled.“You’ll need to when you start begging us for…mercy.”

“What are you going to do to me?”

“Painful pleasures,” Dylan smirked.

“We’ll never give you more than you can handle,” Nick assured.“However, we need to make a few things perfectly clear.First and foremost, you belong to us.Running away is forbidden.You will not trick us by faking sleep or any other guise again.We will purge the negative body image you cling to, as well as your preoccupation with other people’s opinions about our lifestyle.Negative thinking has no place inourrelationship, nor does it promote your submission.And last but not least, you own the responsibility of communicating with us abouteverything.There will be no more yanking it from you like a fucking dentist.”

“That will keep us busy for a long time.”Dylan chuckled.

“But…I wasn’t in the right frame of mind to explain how I felt at the barn.”

“Because you chose pride over honesty,” Dylan scolded, eating up the distance between us in two long strides.

“I know,” I mumbled as both men wedged me between them.

My nipples drew up tight and hard.My clit throbbed as more slick juice coated my folds.

Their stern command turned me on like a light bulb.I was getting hotter and wetter by the second.

“If you keep choosing pride over honesty, your submissive journey is going to be one hell of a rocky road,” Nick chided.“Regardless of what people think, what they say, or how they stare, Dylan and I will always protect you.Until you trust us with your emotions…the good, the bad, and the ugly, you’ll never find the true peace and serenity we’re trying to give you.”

“We know you’ve been alone for a long time, but we won’t tolerate bits and pieces, pet.”Dylan scowled.“It’s all or nothing.Do you understand?”

“Yes, Masters.”

On one hand, I was relieved they didn’t expect me to slough off my insecurities with the wave of a magic wand.But sharing every damn emotion with them seemed as daunting as the elephant of punishment still in the room.

“You’re going to edge me, right?”I cringed.

“Not today, kitten,” Dylan grinned, holding up the bag.“You’ve earned something more substantial.Now show us your room.”

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Before I could comply, Nick scooped me up in his arms and followed Dylan as he swaggered down the hall.

“First door on your right, Sir,” I directed while my hideous and painful punishments crowded my brain.“It’s going to be horrific and painful, isn’t it?”

“Only as much as it needs to,” Nick replied in an unnervingly icy tone.

“I’ve learned my lessons though, Master.I won’t run away again.I’ll talk to you both about my feelings.I’ll do better with my insecurities.You don’t have to punish me, I swear.”

“Maybe wewantto,” Dylan goaded before stepping into my room.

“But making love would feel so much better,” I urged.

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