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I pull up to the gates first, and the scanner finds the chip embedded in my windshield and slides open. In my rearview mirror, I see Alistair rolling up behind me with Maddox just beyond him.
Rory will be arriving last, just as I planned it.
I want to see the shock on her face when we go inside our warehouse and she sees what we really do. How much can we trust her? Only time will tell, but tonight is a test. I’ll be watching her reaction, reading every facial tic and nuance in her body language.
The warehouse is massive, a looming, dark gray building that’s completely unassuming. Two and a half stories tall, with glass block windows lining the top ten feet, and a set of steel doors sit at the front.
Parking spaces surround the warehouse, which are already filled with cars from workers who’ve just arrived for their night shift. But we don’t park here at the front with the workers. Instead, we drive around back and pull into our marked spots before getting out of our cars. Another set of steel doors is our destination, but here we have had an awning built over them in case of inclement weather.
I lock up Ramona and then lean against her as I await our hellcat’s arrival.
“I’ll beat you next time,” Alistair says with a smile as he waltzes over to me in a crisp, dark gray suit.
“You’ll have to buy a better car first,” I retort, patting Ramona. “Ramona here can’t be beat.”
“Maybe not, but I’ll just run her ass over with the G Wagon,” Maddox threatens.
“Not if you can’t catch me, stupid. Ramona is low and sleek, made for speed. How can you run me over if you’re too busy taking pictures of my ass?”
Even Maddox breaks out a smile at that, but our grins fade into the stoic lords we imagine we are as the Ferrari housing our little personal assistant pulls up. I can hear her jamming out to“All The Single Ladies”as she drives past us slowly.
The sun is just setting, yet she still has her designer shades covering her emerald eyes, and I find the mystery of wondering where she’s looking very seductive.
Is she staring at Maddox?
Alistair?
Me?
More and more questions.
Alistair walks over to her and lifts her door, then offers her his hand. I hear her murmur, “Thank you,” before she places her hand inside his.
My mouth waters as she stands. She’s wearing the suit dress I had made for her. The white material hugs her in all the right places, accentuating her perky breasts, thin waist, and muscular legs.
Her coat is white and collared, but open all the way down to where it buttons near her belly button, displaying the swell of her breasts, which are so supple and tempting. The coat flares out at the waist to mimic a skirt, hitting her a little higher than mid-thigh.
On her feet are the same tall boots she wore with her sweater dress, the black leather reaching above her knees.
I have her hair down today, letting her thick curls fall naturally. On her lips is a cherry red gloss, one I imagine she’ll wear when she’s on her knees before me and my cock is shoved between those lips.
Alistair backs toward us, leaving Rory to fend for herself. She looks like a deer in headlights, staring at us with trepidation and a side of attraction. Oh, she wants us, there’s no doubt about that, so let’s see what happens today when we bring her into the lion’s den.
“This way,” I call, not even greeting the girl before turning and heading to the back door. I wave my keycard in front of the lock and hear it disconnect, then I pull it open and head inside. Maddox and Alistair follow me, leaving Rory to bring up the rear.
I can tell she’s a girl who likes to feel in control of things. After what she’s been through in life, how could she not? But today, all control will be taken away from her. She will witness things that will make her uncomfortable. And that’s exactly what I want.
Inside is a poorly lit hallway, which ends with a flight of metal stairs. We climb to the top and take a sharp right, and the metal stairs give way to a tiled floor. Down this wider hallway are more steel doors, some open and some closed.
Here, we can start to smell the machinery of the warehouse and the sweat from the workers, amongst other things.
The other rooms are set up for multiple uses. For example, as we pass the first one, we can hear the very loud sounds of a couple fucking. I turn back to see Rory’s reaction and see her eyes wide in shock, her lips parted on a gasp. But I also see the way her nipples poke at her white blazer. Rory is a kinky little shit, she just doesn’t know it yet.
The same could be said for all of us. Everyone has a first time for every experience in their lives. A first time riding a bike, first kiss, first time tying a woman down to your bed with leather bindings…
I can picture her now, spread out for me like a fucking feast. My accessory table will be set up and organized next to her, filled with all the implements I wish to try on her. I’ll test each one, gauging her reactions, seeing how hard she’ll come, how loud she’ll scream.
But that will have to wait for another day.
