Bound to be Tamed: Emergence, Book 2 (13 page)

“Please, come in.” He didn’t address Stephanie at all. She’d expected that though. It was common protocol apparently.

Stephanie followed on Dane’s heels. Aiden took her hand and led her through the house. The rooms were elegant and furnished in the style of the time period. It looked too glamorous to sit on the furniture, but at the same time had the feel of being well lived in.

They passed through the living room, dining room and kitchen, and stepped out onto the back porch.

Several men stood as they exited and Steve introduced Dane and Aiden to everyone in a circle. “Please have a seat, both of you. Take the loveseat.” Steve stepped back to indicate a wicker seat between two other chairs already occupied.

Stephanie tried not to gawk. Each man had a sub at his feet, sitting or kneeling on a pillow on the wood floor.

As Aiden and Dane sat, Steve tossed a fluffy pillow toward them. Dane grabbed it out of the air and situated it on the ground between the two men. “Sit, little sub. Kneel down and then sit back on your feet.”

Stephanie followed his directions and then glanced around at the other subs, trying not to be obvious. Would the other women be offended at her staring?

There were five, aside from herself. One was wearing a silk robe that wouldn’t cover her ass if she stood and was open, the tie hanging down on the ground. The other four were naked.

She tried not to squirm at her unease. How would she ever get used to such public nudity?

None of the other women looked at her. They sat perfectly still, a few facing their Doms, the others with their gazes downcast.

“How is she progressing?” The question from the man Steve had introduced as Darren made her flinch. He addressed Aiden and Dane as though she weren’t there.

“She’s doing well. We’ve really pushed her hard and fast right out of the block. We shock her often, but she remains aroused, so we know she’s assuming the role without much hesitation.” Aiden leaned forward and rested his elbows on his knees. He stroked a hand through Stephanie’s hair.

“That’s good.” Darren patted the head of the woman next to him. “Melissa could spend some time with her if you’d like, maybe help the transition a bit.”

“That’d be great. We appreciate any help we can get,” Dane said.

Two men wearing nothing but a G-string stepped onto the patio.

Stephanie gasped.

“Ah, Marco. Anthony. Please go ahead and serve brunch. Everyone is here.” Steve’s voice rung out, echoing across the space. The man could fill a room with his deep baritone.

“Yes, Sir,” the men uttered in unison.

As the two tall, lanky men ducked back inside, Steve elaborated. “I borrowed them from Gregory. They’re both domestic servants as well as sexual submissives. They make a mean egg casserole. I often hire them when I have guests.”

Aiden spoke. “Sounds divine. I’m starving.”

Stephanie’s stomach rumbled, but no one said a word.

This Gregory has two male subs? The surprises never end.

Large plates of food were handed to every Dom. Nothing was given to the subs. Following the lead of the other subs, Stephanie didn’t break her form. She continued to sit on her heels even though they had begun to ache from the position. She strained to keep from squirming.

The scent of the delicious food filled the porch. Eggs, bacon, cheese, fruit. Even coffee arrived to make her almost moan. Would she be permitted to eat? Surely they didn’t intend to leave her there starving and smelling that delicious food.

After about twenty minutes, during which the men talked amongst themselves and Stephanie listened, the plates were removed.

Deflated, she nearly groaned. She thought she might cry.

She didn’t move a muscle for fear of the repercussions, but she wanted to scream.

Shortly after the dishes were removed, the two sexy gentlemen in G-strings returned with more plates.

She couldn’t help the smile that spread across her face.

“Turn toward us, baby. Sit comfortably on your ass.” Dane tapped her shoulder as he spoke.

Stephanie cringed at the stiffness in her legs as she twisted around to face the men. She remembered to lift her skirt and sit directly on her butt over the pillow. It wasn’t really necessary. The full material wouldn’t have covered her ass if she’d tried.

“Hands in your lap, love,” Aiden said. “Sit up straight.”

She did as he asked, straightening her spine and crossing her legs.

Dane held the plate in his lap. He broke off a piece of bacon and brought it to her lips.
Oh God. He intends to feed me again.

Her taste buds jumped to life as the bacon melted on her tongue, chasing away any concern she had over being fed.

Aiden picked up a piece of pineapple and rubbed it across her lips before slipping it inside.

The tangy sweetness brought a sound to her lips. She had to stifle a moan.

Aiden scooped up a forkful of fluffy eggs and offered the bite to her as she leaned into him.

She should have been humiliated, but she couldn’t bring herself to care. She was too hungry. Besides, the other women on the porch were receiving the same treatment.

A strawberry followed the eggs. Aiden tapped her nose with it first and then her chin. As she opened her mouth, he continued to tease her, stroking the berry lightly across the swell of her breasts before bringing it to her mouth.

It burst with flavor when she bit into it. Either she was starving, the act of being fed enhanced her taste buds or Steve had an excellent produce guy.

Another bite of bacon and then eggs followed at the hand of Dane.

Aiden held a glass to her lips next and she sipped fresh-squeezed orange juice. He only allowed a taste and then set the tall glass back down. She longed to let the cool, sweet liquid run down her throat until it was gone, but she wasn’t at liberty to make choices here. She would dine on the whims of her Doms.

It took far longer for Stephanie to eat than it had the men. They teased her with small and large bites of food in a slow process until she finally grew full. In the end, they even let her polish off the orange juice, but Aiden still controlled the glass and the rate.

Satisfied, she sat back when Dane handed her a cup of coffee. Apparently she would be permitted this one little luxury on her own.

She kept her face between the men’s knees until her mug was empty. When Dane took it from her, he motioned for her to turn around and face the room. He never broke from the conversation he was having, as though she were a pet and he merely wanted to settle her at his feet.

She tried to concentrate on the men, but found herself watching the women instead.

Darren’s sub squirmed at his feet several times, receiving a pinch on her shoulder.

Stephanie watched her. The woman apparently needed to use the restroom and didn’t have permission to ask.

Finally Darren turned toward her. “Go.” He pointed at the door.

She scrambled to her feet and headed for the house.

“Would you like to go with Melissa?” Dane asked.

Should she? It seemed prudent. The last thing she wanted was to find herself needing the restroom at a time when she wouldn’t receive permission. “Yes, Sir.”

“Melissa,” Darren called as the woman entered the house. “Take Stephanie with you.”

“Yes, Sir.” She paused just inside the house and waited for Stephanie to catch up.

Stephanie’s legs ached. Sitting on the ground was not comfortable. Silently she followed the other sub down a short hall and into a large bathroom. She didn’t speak, unsure what the protocol was for talking to another sub. She’d follow the lead Melissa set.

As soon as the door clicked shut behind Stephanie, Melissa lifted her gaze and smiled. “You’re doing great,” she praised. “I can’t believe you just joined the lifestyle a few days ago. I never could have survived a gathering like this for about two months.” Melissa quickly padded over to the toilet and sat down. “God, I’ve needed to go for about an hour.”

Stephanie looked away. Sure, women did pee together, but not usually in the same room, not usually when they hadn’t met before, not usually when they were sober, and never naked.

She glanced in the mirror to see her cheeks flushed and her curls wild around her face. Not hard to believe. She hadn’t combed her hair since it was wet. “Lord, I’m a mess.” She tried to run her fingers through the tangles and tame the locks to no avail.

“You look great. Your hair is gorgeous,” Melissa stated as she flushed the toilet and headed to the sink. “Don’t you need to go?” she asked. “You’d better try anyway. I find I take any opportunity I get, just in case.”

Stephanie shuffled to the toilet, lifted her skirt and sat precariously on the seat. It was embarrassing, but at least she had on more clothes than Melissa, who didn’t even seem to notice.

“Are you doing okay?”

“I guess. It’s overwhelming,” Stephanie said as she washed her hands and smoothed her dress down. It didn’t do any good. She was almost as exposed as Melissa.

“It’s like that at first, but Aiden and Dane are so kind and gentle, I’m sure you’ll transition well.”

“Really? You think so? How can you tell that from just one hour?”

“Oh, girl.” Melissa laughed. “If you really have as little experience in the lifestyle as Darren says, believe me, you win hands down. I’ve never seen anyone transition so quickly.” Melissa opened a drawer and pulled out a tube of toothpaste and two brushes. “Steve’s sub, Sheila, always keeps a pile of supplies in here. She’s a gem. I can’t stand not having good breath.” She handed a new toothbrush still in the wrapper to Stephanie.
 

“Thanks. You’re being so kind.”

“I’ll help any way I can. I’ve been with Darren for four years now. I do know the ropes. He’s demanding, but I love him.”

Four years?
She couldn’t imagine such a long time in this role. Right then, four hours seemed like a lifetime.

As soon as Melissa rinsed, she stepped back for Stephanie to have the sink. “Are you ready to do the scene?”

Stephanie paused with the toothbrush still in her mouth. “What scene?” she asked around the bubbles.

Melissa frowned. “Huh. No one told you? Interesting. I’m surprised. I don’t think Darren ever led me blind into anything when I was new.”

What the fuck?

Melissa bit her lip. “Maybe I’m confused. But I do know Darren is going to do a spanking scene with me for you to watch.”

Stephanie stood and froze, her mouth rinsed but still wet. She tossed her toothbrush in the trash. “He’s going to spank you for no reason in front of everyone?”

Melissa giggled. “Oh, you
are
new. Don’t worry. He always has a reason. But it’s freeing. It’s different for everyone, but for me it brings out endorphins that make me feel high as though I smoked pot.”

“Do you? Smoke pot, I mean?” Stephanie had no idea why she honed in on that detail. And she regretted blurting out that question as soon as it left her lips.

“Oh, hell no. I’m just imagining.” She giggled again. “It’s like a release. I love an occasional spanking. And being watched raises the bar.”

“You enjoy having people watch you?” Stephanie was still stunned. She knew Aiden and Dane expected her to loosen up when it came to public displays. She also assumed they would want to do some scenes with her eventually, but enjoy it? That idea hadn’t entered her mind.

“Love it,” she whispered, as though it were a secret. “I will come fast and hard, so don’t blink.”

Stephanie gasped. She had to pinch her lips together to avoid offending Melissa with her shock. The woman not only admitted she would orgasm in front of everyone, but she predicted it would be quick. Geez. This morning was full of surprises.

“Let’s go.” Melissa took Stephanie’s hand. “They’re going to be waiting on us.”

Stephanie let the cute blond pixie pull her through the house. Her straight hair was held back in a ponytail at the base of her neck and Stephanie concentrated on the sway of hair to keep from freaking out. What on earth was about to happen next?

Chapter Nine

Aiden watched closely as Stephanie reemerged from the house behind Melissa. Her face was flushed and she appeared more timid than she had earlier. He’d hoped Melissa would allay some of her fears, but something had set Stephanie back a few steps.

Steve stood as soon as the women returned. “Shall we move to the playroom?” He clapped his hands together and led the way back inside.

Aiden stepped in front of Dane and took Stephanie by the hand on his way by. “Everything okay?” he whispered with his lips touching her ear.

She cricked her neck to one side when his breath hit her skin, her mouth quirking up the tiniest amount. “Don’t you guys have to get to work?”

He paused and tipped her head up so he could look her in the eye. “We took the lunch shift off today. We have capable employees. What’s this about?”

She swallowed and tried to wiggle her chin from his grasp. Her eyes darted downward.

“Look at me,” he commanded.