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“You mean, when they fuck, Titus. There’s nothing wrong with the word, we do it enough,” Penn counters, and I wonder why he’s a part of this conversation. “By the way, you can thank me. I’m the reason Bristol didn’t walk in on you and Ani having sex and Laura and Dean getting off on it.”
“I think she would have been okay, asshole, but thanks so much for taking one for the team,” I reply and face Titus again. “Did you walk in on them during the conversation?”
Titus shakes his head. “Nah, he told me after he did it, knowing it would lead to punishment. He’s an interfering little guy, and he went against my wishes. But he knows that you also have a vote in his punishment.”
I think about this and how he took a chance to encourage my girl. “He disobeyed you, not me. And it sparked something in Anisten, so how can I punish the kid?”
The men turn their stares at me. “Holy fuck, she’s really changed you, hasn’t she?”
“What?” I take a swig of my bourbon.
“She’s made you soft. You were never above punishing a sub before.”
I set down my cup, pouring myself more. “You two are fucking ridiculous.”
They’re given no chance to answer when the rest of the men, along with Sara, enter the library. They soon forget, but I don’t. I have gotten soft, and I don’t regret it.
* * *
I search for Anisten, and when I enter the building housing the pool, which is more of a mini water park, I hear her and Bristol laughing and splashing. Rounding the corner answers the questions all of us had as we were looking for our partners. Everyone is here, except Lars, who must still be reaping his consequences. I send a text to Dean letting him know and watch Heaven in the skimpiest number that could still be called a two-piece. If it wasn’t for the fact that everyone has seen her in various stages of undress, I’d be overprotective and a fuck-ton jealous.
“What are you wearing?” I call out and get the attention of the whole group, and they stop immediately. “Carry on, everyone, I’m here for Anisten.”
She walks out of the zero-entry pool toward me, grabbing for a towel.
“Hey, babe. As far as the swimsuit goes, it’s one Laura has on hand for people like me who didn’t want to walk back to the house and get mine. I hope you don’t mind. Everyone around here has seen me in much less.”
She’s asking me if I mind. Even with droplets of water falling off her, I want her near me. “If it were other people, hell yeah I’d mind, but you’re right.”
“Want me to get out?”
I stop to take in her willingness. “No, baby girl, you stay and have fun. We’re cooking dinner tonight. Well, they’ll cook, I’ll supervise.”
She pushes to her toes, kissing me on the cheek. “Please only supervise. None of us want to watch you burn down the house.”
She walks back to the pool, her perfect ass cheeks hanging out of the poor excuse for a bikini bottom. Fuck, I love this girl.
* * *
As dinner winds down, one by one or couple by couple, they all disappear for a night into the dungeon. Anisten’s sister has also slipped away, and I’m positive we’ll see her with Penn later.
Anisten isn’t happy, but then again, as I’ve reminded her all night, Bristol is a grown-ass adult who wants this. And Penn is willing to give it to her in a safe and controlled environment.
In a short, tight wrap dress chosen by me, Anisten is comfortable. No catsuits for her tonight. She takes my hand, and I lead us down to the basement.
“If I didn’t know any better, I’d think I was transformed to the Elite Members Only space at Dungeon Elite,” she whispers, her breath tickling my ear.
Laura and Dean didn’t hold back when designing the space, and in the middle of the room, a long beam stands from the floor to the ceiling, almost like a perch on a ship. Titus is over everyone, taking his Dungeon Master role seriously. I search for Lars as Anisten does the same. He is on his knees in one of the far corners of the room.
“Don’t feel bad, Heaven.” Her line of sight follows mine, to him. “Believe me, this may be punishment for the poor kid, but Titus’s punishment always leads to a pretty great reward in the end. Titus can’t be upset with Lars long. It’s not in his DNA.”
My eyes fall on Murphy who I’d not seen today at all. I didn’t know he was here. On the punishing table he has the same type of girl he always brings strapped in, a vibrator in his hand, pulling it from her every time she begins to quake with an oncoming orgasm.
Anisten leans into me. “Is it just me, or does every girl he brings look like…”
I raise my hand, stopping the last word she’s about to say. “If you’re asking me if every girl he plays with is a petite, dark-haired Italian in her late twenties, then yes, every single time.”
I understand I’ve described my sister, but I don’t want to think about how Murph is using every girl as a replacement for Isabel.
