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“They put a plug in your ass?” Laurel asked.
I almost spit out my tea. “A… what?”
“Ah, not yet then,” Emma added. “Soon, though, for I’m sure Rhys will have a set for your men to take home.”
“Who is Rhys and dare I ask what a plug is?”
Laurel waved her hand through the air. “You will find out soon enough about the plugs. As for Rhys, he is one of Olivia’s husbands and crafts them.”
I could only nod in reply.
“Do you have any questions for us?” Emma asked. “Being a Bridgewater bride isn’t easy, and we must watch out for each other.”
The others nodded. The baby fussed and Laurel stood, shifted her to the other shoulder and began to sway.
“I don’t know what to ask,” I admitted.
“Then we shall ask you questions,” Laurel said.
Emma grinned. “What fun! I’m first.”
Oh my.
“I assume your men claimed you.”
I looked at my tea cup. “Yes.”
“You’re shifting in your seat. Did they fuck your ass?” Laurel asked.
I gasped and stared at her, wide-eyed. I was amazed she said those words aloud, and to me, a complete stranger. James and Jonah had been correct in how open everyone was here.
“No. A little play, but that was all.”
“Ah, you were spanked then?” Ann wondered.
I nodded.
“And you liked it?” she added.
I flushed, then nodded again.
“You’re worried you aren’t supposed to like it?” Emma asked, her words soft. Her earlier enthusiasm had waned, but now she looked at me with a friendly, open expression.
I leaned forward and whispered. “We did things… I…” I thought of how I’d fallen to my knees in the church, eager to suck James’ cock. And earlier, I’d taunted Jonah to fuck me. “I’m wicked.”
All three shook their heads, and Ann put her hand on mine again. Laurel walked around the table and set her hand on my shoulder.
“You are not wicked,” Ann said adamantly. “You are allowed pleasure with your men. As your husbands, it is James’ and Jonah’s job to satisfy you, just as I’m sure you satisfy them. What you do, no matter how wicked it might seem, is normal. You will become quite close. There are no secrets in a Bridgewater marriage.”
“Your men are bossy, but Jonah, he’s… he’s older. He wants me to call him Sir,” I admitted. “I like getting in trouble.”
The corner of Ann’s mouth turned up, but she didn’t laugh. “Real trouble or just for fun?”
I frowned at the question. “I’ve been in real trouble quite a bit lately, but it’s not my fault. Well, not all of it. I didn’t like that spanking, but liked knowing I was forgiven when it was done. And I really liked what they did after.” I blushed again.
“Besides that, you pretended to be bad?”
