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“No.” Tiff crossed her arms across her chest in defiance.
“Fuck it. I’m a private investigator. I can get everything from your shoe size to your first-grade teacher from a damn computer with a lot less hassle than you’re giving me right now, little girl. Come on. You’re going home.”
When she started to slap his hands away, the Dom had had enough. He yanked her to him so they were face-to-face. His green eyes were almost black with anger. An involuntary shiver shook Tiffany, but she refused to look away from him. As their standoff continued, Tiffany saw a new resolve washing over his handsome face. “So… you’ve decided you want to stay to see what happens to Brianna. You won’t leave without her, is that it?”
“You can force me out of the building, but I’m not leaving without her, Lukus.”
“It’s not safe for you out in the alley.”
“Then let me stay up here.”
Lukus looked conflicted. Tiffany suspected her defiance was pushing him harder than anyone had ever pushed before. She wasn’t backing down. Finally, he made up his mind. “Fine, but I’m telling you here and now that you’re asking for this. I warned you. I want you to leave. If you don’t like what you end up seeing tonight, well, that’s on you. Do you hear me?” When Tiff didn’t answer fast enough, he shook her. “Do you?”
“Yes, Lukus. You’re off the hook. It’s on me,” she spat.
He didn’t look very placated. His scolding tone of voice confirmed. “Stand right here and don’t you dare move a muscle. Can you do that or are you going to argue with me on this too?”
Tiffany couldn’t stop the small smile. “Yes. I think I can manage.”
Lukus disappeared into his bedroom and came out just a minute or two later carrying a small duffle bag over his shoulder. He looked like he was heading out to the gym. When he got near, he surprised her by reaching out to grab her hand, entwining their fingers. She was stunned at the simple intimacy of his touch and almost forgot to start walking along with him towards the elevator. As they waited for the doors to open, she got nervous wondering what she’d gotten herself into.
As the elevator doors closed and they were headed downstairs, she voiced her worry. “Please don’t tell me you’re planning to put me in the audience to watch this. Please, let me stay upstairs… or I’ll wait for you in your office. You can’t expect me to watch this.”
“I warned you. You made your choice. I can’t trust you to stay up there or in the office. I need to know where you’re going to be tonight and if I can’t know you’re safe at your house, then I’m going to park you in a different place where I know without a doubt you’ll stay safe… and quiet… and out of the way.”
Tiffany didn’t have time to evaluate this new information because they’d stopped on the second floor. The elevator doors opened to a very dark and narrow hallway. She’d only been on the first and seventh floors up until now. This floor was dark and scary and she worried he may be planning on locking her in a dungeon. The farther down the long hallway they got, the slower she walked and the more he had to drag her along behind him by their still-linked hands.
Finally, the hallway widened and they started to pass a series of closed doors with numbers on them. The doors counted down from six and when they arrived at the door labeled with a one, there was a circular staircase winding down to the ground floor. Tiffany curiously followed Lukus down the stairs and she found herself in what looked like the lobby of an old-fashioned grand theater. She took in the curtain-draped walls and marble floors. She could hear loud music playing from the other side of the security door.
Lukus stopped just before the door and turned to her. “Last chance, Tiff. It’s not too late. I can walk you to your car.”
Tiffany was actually tempted this time. She really didn’t want to watch her best friend go through a punishment like a caning, belting, or—God forbid—another punishment enema. She pushed her fear down, knowing she couldn’t leave Bri here alone. “I’m staying, Lukus.”
“Suit yourself. I warned you.”
Lukus turned and put in a six-digit code that opened the door, allowing entry to the main floor of The Punishment Pit. Tiffany had been preparing herself to see Doms and naked submissives waiting for the show to start. Brianna had described the scene to Tiff when they talked earlier so she was pretty sure she knew what to expect. Her eyes sought out Lukus’s. “Where is everybody? I thought you said the show was about to begin.”
He grinned. “Let’s just say we’re going to have a private show tonight. You’ll be the only audience member in attendance.”
He didn’t give her a chance to question him. He was walking towards the comfortable seating areas closer to center stage. Lukus looked around as if he was trying to decide something before dragging over a specific chair from a neighboring sitting arrangement. It had to be the most uncomfortable-looking chair in the house. It looked to be a simple side chair from a dining room set, but with a cushioned seat. He steered Tiffany to sit down. Then he knelt at her feet and opened the gym bag.
She couldn’t help but let out a protesting yelp when she saw the items he started to pull from the bag. She was smart enough to keep her mouth closed as she watched him attaching the wide leather ankle cuffs to each of her legs. He produced a length of rope and used it to secure her legs to either side of the chair. By the time he was done, her lower half was immobilized, her legs splayed wide open.
She was grateful he left her dress on, but felt a rush of embarrassment when she realized even she could smell her lingering arousal. She saw the small smile cross Lukus’s handsome face and she was pretty sure he could smell it, too.
Lukus moved to her arms next. Tiffany forced herself to remain calm and quiet, reminding herself she’d chosen this. Okay, maybe not exactlythis, but even if she’d known he was going to tie her down, it still wouldn’t have made her want to leave Bri behind alone. It only took him a minute to put on the wrist cuffs and then pull her arms behind the chair where he tied her wrists to the ropes securing her ankles. She was now completely immobile.
“Are you comfortable enough? The ropes aren’t cutting into you, are they?”
She was grateful for his concern. “No, they’re fine. I’m wishing I’d gone to the bathroom before we came down, but I can hold it.”
“Okay, I’ll be back after the show ends. I have one more thing to add to your ensemble and I know you’re not going to like it, but it’s necessary. You can cuss me out later if you still want to.”
Before Tiff could even guess what he was talking about, he reached into the gym bag and pulled out what at first glance looked like a red bouncy ball. It only took a split second to realize it had straps attached and he intended to gag her with this huge ball gag. Their eyes met and she saw regret in his eyes. He reached out as she opened her mouth to protest to shove the red ball into her mouth. Tiff was furious and her anger grew when she realized just how big the damn thing was. It started to feel uncomfortable almost immediately and she was grateful it at least had a little give so she could bite down.
“I’m sorry about how big this is, Tiff. I know it’s too big for you as a beginner, but I didn’t have any others upstairs. I’ll look backstage and if I have time, I’ll bring a smaller one out. I know this doesn’t make sense to you, but I can’t have you interfering with Brianna’s punishment tonight. I warned you. I know you’re not going to like what you’re going to see, and I just can’t have her being able to hear you out here, baby.”
She wanted to scream at him to stop calling her baby, but it only came out as a jumbled gurgle behind the gag. She could already feel drool pooling in her mouth and knew it was only a matter of time before it tried to escape to run down her chin. Lukus stood and stepped back, taking a minute to admire his handy-work. The look on his face was a strange mix of predator and protector, each battling with the other. It looked like the protector won out when he stepped forward to stroke her cheek gently, cupping it tenderly while he leaned down to place a kiss on her forehead. His lips remained there for several long seconds before he pulled away. “Be a good girl now, baby. I’ll be back for you after the show.”
