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“I said no clothes. That means nada, zilch, nothing.”
The women looked at each other.
“So what are you waiting for?” Jake prodded.
“I don’t mind skinny-dipping,” Ryan said as she pulled off her top.
The others began to strip. Except for Kimani. Ben toyed with the idea of letting her out of Jake’s directive, but decided against it. A little discomfort wouldn’t hurt her. And he wanted to see how far she was willing to play.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Kimani wanted to throw up. Yesterday was bad enough. Now there were four guys. To be naked in front of them, leered at, objectified. It was debasing and humiliating.
But that’s how Jake wants you to feel, so don’t give him the satisfaction.
But how could she not? It didn’t seem as if Ben was coming to her rescue this time. He was watching her, gauging her.
She pressed her lips together. “Question, Master.”
“Yes.”
“What if I don’t want to take off my clothes?”
Jake answered for Ben. “Then you stay behind.”
Ben’s silence confirmed the choice available to her. Staying behind wouldn’t help with her story. She’d come all this way to do a deep dive into the world of the Scarlet Auction. She shouldn’t let one asshole mess it up.
That’s right, girl, own it.
Squaring her shoulders, she decided that Jake could objectify her in his eyes, but he wouldn’t succeed in making her feel objectified. With or without clothes, she was beautiful and powerful. She was going to make the choice to be naked and proud.
She whipped off her shirt before she changed her mind, then unzipped the dress and stepped out of it. The women were sizing each other up, probably noting whose boobs were less than perky or whose butt was too big, but Kimani stared right at Jake.
He smirked before turning to Ben. “You ought to shave that bush of hers.”
Ben, stone-faced, was about to step into Jake’s space, but Jason intervened. “Maybe we can make that a group activity later.”
“I already took care of my slut,” Jake said, walking over to Claire and running his hand over her pubis. “Smooth as a baby.”
“Come on,” said Derek. “I want to get out on the lake before the wind picks up and the waves get choppy.”
The men led the way out of the cabin and down to the dock. Vince was putting a cooler onto the boat.
“Where’s the Malibu?” asked Derek. “I hate the wakes from a pontoon.”
“Can’t fit all of us on the Malibu, dipshit,” Jake answered as he hopped onto the boat.
The boat before them was large enough to comfortably seat at least a dozen people, mostly in the front of the craft.
“Sluts up front,” Jake ordered.
The women settled themselves in the plush seating. Derek stayed behind the helm since he would be the first to ski.
Though the scenery of blue water surrounded by redwood trees was gorgeous, and the weather was a typical California summer with a sunny and cloudless sky, Kimani found it hard to enjoy the environment. She was a little disappointed Ben hadn’t bailed her out, but she reminded herself that she was the lucky one of the bunch.
“Nice nipple ring,” Jake said to Ryan, who seemed the most comfortable with her nudity. On her hip she had a tattoo of a heart and on her lower back she had a butterfly.
He moved to stand in front of Lisa and assessed her petite breasts. “Not bad. I can dig small.”
