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She shook her head.
“Our pet is in her head a little too much, I believe.” Sawyer, as always, could see into her thoughts
with ease. “We’ll help you with that,” he said, brushing the hair out of her eyes. “I promise.”
A wave of dizziness spun in her head as she removed her clothes, leaving only her bra and panties. They’d already seen her naked. So why was she hesitating now? Because this was different. This was a deeper level of intimacy than before when they’d made love to her at the cabin. This was Reed’s truth he’d held back and now he was placing it in front of her for her to sample.
“All your clothes,” Reed commanded.
“Yes, Sir.” Removing her bra first, Nicole felt so small here in this room with them. They’d always seemed tall and powerful to her, but here they appeared to be giants. But they were her giants. They’d stolen her heart. Protectors. Lovers. Cowboys. They’re mine, and I’m theirs. Stepping out of her panties, she felt her heart racing in her chest. She was in the middle of a room at a sex club in a tiny town in Colorado with two hot cowboys—her hot cowboys. What a change her life had taken. She wouldn’t go back to the past for all the gold in Fort Knox.
“Time for lesson one, little one,” Reed said. Without warning, he and Sawyer lifted her up off the floor and onto the bench facedown. “Spanking 101.”
Nicole shivered as anxiety and desire battled within her. To be handled by them this way was something she both wanted and feared.
The first slap of Reed’s hand on her ass pulled a little gasp from her throat. More slaps rained down on her ass, some from Reed and some from Sawyer. This was another way they were claiming her. Every time a hand landed on her flesh, a single syllable fell from the lips of her Dom who had delivered the sting. “Mine.”
Slap. “Mine,” Reed announced boldly.
Slap. “Mine,” Sawyer added possessively.
Slap. “Mine.” Reed said again.
Slap. “Mine.” Sawyer followed.
Over and over. Back and forth.
The thudding was hypnotic to her, blended with their chant. I’m theirs. I’m theirs. The symphony of sound and burn took her to a state she’d never felt before. She’d never felt so light, so free. A kind of Nirvana.
Reed bent down and kissed her. “Let’s try the paddle on her, bro.”
“You think she’s ready?” Sawyer asked.
“She’s graduated from 101 with flying colors. Time for Intermediate Spanking 202.”
A chill went through her. A paddle? She was glad Reed was proud of her, but this was supposed to be a toe-in-the-water night, not a drowning by spanking.
Safe word time?
She had her safe word at the tip of her tongue. But even as a sliver of worry shot through her, so did anticipation.
Reed tweaked her right nipple and Sawyer her left. Their fingers tortured her mercilessly. Her clit throbbed and her womb clenched as her want for their touches, their kisses, and yes, even their dominance flooded her entire being.
Was this a kind of recess these Doms were giving her? Just another pop-quiz torment between spankings, the real lesson? Whatever it was, she was getting so very wet with every lick, pinch, and nip from the two Doms.
She’d graduated. Reed had said so himself. How far could she go? She wanted to test her own limits. She trusted her cowboys, her Doms, with her very life. What was a paddling compared to that?
Her whole life she had been forced to be strong and fearless. She didn’t regret any of it. The loss. The pain. Even the abandonment by her mother. All of it had made her who she was. But in here, she could let go and embrace her vulnerability. She could let Reed and Sawyer take charge and she could just feel.
BDSM was making sense to her on a level even deeper than she had imagined. More than making sense, she felt herself embracing it, fusing it into that part of her that had always been—her inside submissive.
The paddle came. Thwack. Thwack. Thwack. The bite of the thing was like sharp nips. Were they holding back, afraid to go too far with her?
I want to make them proud. I want to be the woman they need me to be. She wasn’t sure what the protocol was, but she had to let them know. “I can take more, Sirs.”
“Did you hear that, Sawyer?” Reed patted her ass lightly with his hand. “Already trying to top us from the bottom.” He laughed.
“I heard her.” Sawyer leaned down. “Little one, you’ve got to be the best sub in this entire club. You’re doing great.”
