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“This isn’t about you,” Eric replied coldly.
Jeffrey seemed to consider his words carefully as Corinne turned to assess his reaction. “I suggest you remind yourself of the long, detailed process all three of us went through before writing out the contract we presented to Corinne. We discussed this very possibility and swore to handle it in the best interest of the end goal. Do you really want to jeopardize your ownership in the company?”
Corinne’s eyes grew huge. Their games generally had huge stakes, but she hadn’t expected this. She couldn’t ask Daddy to make such a sacrifice. She cursed herself for the mess they were in right now. Had she not used the company laptop to explore her darker interest, none of them would be here.
“Let’s just dispense with the double talk.” Eric used his napkin to wipe off his hands. “Don’t you think we figured out how possessive you were becoming? Last night, after to you finally stopped showing your control over our prize and took her to your bedroom, we discussed countermeasures to any dirty tricks you might come up with. You never would have managed to sneak her out with the airboat.”
“We disconnected a few wires and removed the sparkplugs.” Jeffrey dared to grin while Corinne waited breathlessly for Todd’s reaction to the news.
The huge man holding her protectively shot up, looking ready to smash someone’s face with his powerful fist. Corinne yelped as she was unexpectedly dislodged and fell to the hard, wood floor. At least Daddy’s fury dissipated as he bent down to retrieve her. He moved his rough hands over her body, searching for possible injury. He was such a loving, caring Daddy, she reminded herself.
“If I let her go,” he announced, the shock sending her back on her ass, “we need to be clear on a few hard facts.”
Jeffrey got up to retrieve a folder. He regained his seat and opened it. “The undersigning participants agree to equal allotments of time to play with the submissive. Final authority over what elements of appropriate control enforced falls to the individual identified by sub’s selection of the daily partner. The moment that determination is made, the other players agree to respectfully accept any limitations imposed, respecting the clearly defined leader’s authority until relinquishing of such role. They will reframe for touching, topping or pressuring the submissive in any manner. They may use any means of persuasion with the Dom in control, short of physically stopping him. If found in violation of this clause, offender will be subject to removal from the scene and forfeit any right to the end prize. In addition, the offender will forfeit his ownership in Shrimping Guys Corp.”
Eric shoved back his chair and lifted his feet to rest on the tabletop. His white shrimping boots were unusually clean, but that didn’t surprise Corinne. Of all her bosses, he was the one who took pride in how he dressed. Eric was manicured and outfitted to impresses, even when he was just hanging around a camp with only his closest friends. Did he ever let his guard down around others? Corinne doubted it. “As I recall, you were the one who insisted on that penalty. I tried to keep our rules simple, but you demanded all details be nailed down before we even approached Corinne about playing.”
“After a lifetime of knowing how you work, I knew better than to think we could come to a friendly amendment of the rules. Neither of you invoke a strong level of trust when it comes to winning what you desire,” Todd snarled, pulling Corinne back on his lap and debating with the other two as if she was not even there.
Her arms came up and crossed under her chest, and Corinne didn’t miss the way the gesture pulled the men’s eyes to her chest. It was infuriating and thrilling at the same time. “I demand you cease labeling me as a prize and discussing manners concerning me as if I am not an active player in this stupid game we’re playing.” Daddy was fighting for them. She would, too.
“The moment I see any distress in her eyes, I will step in and end the scene,” Todd said to the other men, leaving Corinne fuming because he implied none of them were intent on hearing her thoughts on the matter. “Each of you might force me to let her explore pleasure without me, but in the end, she will come back to me. I will win. Have no doubt about that fact.”
“Agreed.” Both Eric and Jeffrey nodded, but Corinne was not ready to drop the matter.
“I am not a damn prize. I must be mistaken, Daddy, because it sounded as if you are lending me out to the others.” Corinne gave him a wounded scan, certain such an insult was not possible.
Eric didn’t wait for Todd to explain. “Corinne, there are two boxes on the back porch. Go outside and decide which of the two you prefer. You can examine the containers if you wish, but peaking inside will only result in severe punishment.” The mocking smile on his lips reached all the way up to his amber eyes. He was daring her to test the limitations imposed, and she knew he would like nothing better than to call her out. Damn, damn, damn.
Corinne decided she could play mind games herself. She didn’t have to rush off to the damn porch and fetch a stupid box. She wasn’t a damn puppy. Jeffrey started grinning now, and she swallowed a huge lump in her throat. Still, she held herself in place, daring to face off against the pair of successful business leaders. Todd wouldn’t turn her away if she proved her resolve.
Jeffrey, Eric and Todd exchanged one of their silent conversations, getting across private messages without cluing an outsider an idea of what was happening. Only when Todd used his huge hands to push her off him, did Corinne accept she was in this battle. Daddy wasn’t going to be her ally. He rudely sent her in the direction of the porch door.
Frustrated with his lack of loyalty, she yanked free from his contact and delivered a sharp kick to his shin. Todd’s eyes widened at the disrespect, but Corinne moved out of his reach before he could retaliate. Give me up so easily, she scolded him in her brain. I’ll show you. No matter what happened next, with whom, she would pretend it was more earth-shattering than anything Daddy had taught her.
Two boxes sat on the porch railing. Once they came into view, Corinne’s pace slowed considerably. The moment she settled on which to bring back to the table, she moved from a position of power in this ridiculous game, to someone required to acquiesce to another’s will.
Until now, she’d only been intimate with two men. Her late husband and now, Todd, her boss.
Giving up complete control to him had been a difficult risk, and maybe she wasn’t supposed to, but she’d ended up relinquishing control of not only her body, but her heart also. How dare he hand her off to the next man without a fight? Well, maybe Daddy isn’t the only path to pleasure. Corinne resolved to make it through whatever happened for the remaining of this stupid game. She would forge a reaction, if necessary, but Corinne was going to make Todd Guidry regret playing games with her feelings.
CHAPTER 9
ONE DOWN, TWO TO GO
The two boxes on the back porch appeared innocent enough. She took her time before even approaching them, doing her best to pause the stupid game she found herself in. One was wrapped in black paper with an elaborate bow on the top. Corinne would bet her entire weekly paycheck that one came from Eric.
Lifting it up cautiously, she found it surprisingly heavy. After a tentative shake, Corinne determined it was filled with a collection of assorted objects. She made out the telltale clunk of metal thudding against the cardboard box. But something was impeding the harder objects inside, she decided.
Considering what she knew about Eric, she dared to guess what might be inside. Damn, he was already playing mind games with her. The youngest of the three took unbridled pleasure in messing around with people’s thoughts. She could picture him in a sex shop, roaming the aisles, tucking various objects into his cart. If she dared to carry his present back inside, Corinne knew she could spend the next twenty-four hours dealing with enormous dildos, painful nibble clamps and other torture devices.
Pushing the box back as if merely holding it might case physical pain, Corinne decided to get a feel for the wrapped box she figured came from Jeffrey. It was surprisingly light. Giving it a slight shake, she frowned when hardly a sound escaped. Given what she knew about the oldest of the affectionately dubbed ‘shrimping guys’, she decided whatever was inside had been stored in such a way that discerning the contents would be impossible.
“Probably more contracts,” Corinne muttered to herself, putting it back next to the other. Trying to figure the stupid boxes out was making things more complicated than they needed to be. She should just figure out which of the two remaining men she felt inclined to tangle with next. After such a wonderful experience with her Daddy, she didn’t want to spend today being sad about him pushing her away. It was better to just face the next few hours having someone else tell her what to do. It would be nice not to have to over-analyze every little thing she did or said.
Grabbing the box that she thought promised such a scenario, Corinne returned inside prepared to accept her fate. Todd looked mutinous at her choice. Good, she decided, refusing to even acknowledge him now. He shouldn’t have given her up without a fight.
Eric’s face was unreadable, but he rarely allowed his expression to expose his innermost thoughts.
