Page 75 of Sweet Little Spies

“That sounds fair to me, Sir.” Carys’s cheeks and chest wereflushed, her hips moving restlessly. That really had been a minor orgasmbecause she didn’t look satiated and satisfied. She looked like she was alreadyon the edge again. Right where they wanted her.

“Did she just, uh, orgasm from being punished?” The questioncame from the audience.

Aidan couldn’t tell who had said it, but he bet it was oneof the newbies because he heard Gabe start in on a low-voiced lecture about howto behave during a scene.

Aidan simply snorted. They’d come to learn. They were aboutto. “That wasn’t her punishment.”

Carys’s eyes widened but she didn’t look totally surprised.

Aidan picked up the crop he’d dropped earlier, watching hissub as her eyes tracked the movement of his hand.

He whipped the crop through the air, quick enough that itmade a soft whistling sound. Carys took deep breaths, her posture softening.

Her shoulders dropped down and back, her fingers lovinglycurled rather than gripping the strap above her cuffs.

He looked to Tristan, who was still standing there watching.Tris gave him a nod, telling him they were ready for the next part of theirwell laid-out plan. Aidan carefully flicked her nipples with the tip of thecrop.

“You’re going to crop her breasts?” someone in the audienceasked. Except it wasn’t merely a question. It was an accusation.

Aidan bit back a chuckle because Gabe was going to lose hisshit on this new group. Someone was getting kicked out. Aidan simply snortedand thought about telling the newbie that if he pulled some macho, protectivebullshit and tried to “save” Carys, it wasn’t Aidan or Tris he’d have to worryabout. Carys would kick his ass herself.

“As a punishment? Nope. This is for fun.” He added a smackto the underside of each breast. The sound of leather on flesh echoed.

Aidan looked at his sub, and despite how deep in subspaceshe was, she met his gaze. Her eyes flicked to the audience and then back tohim.

Tristan reached out and gently forced her chin up so shecould look at him. “What do you think your punishment is going to be, love?”

She was almost naked in front of a crowd, had orgasmed righthere in what was essentially public, but if she was bothered by it, he couldn’ttell. She was strong and proud, and her lips curled up ever so slightly as shereplied. “Spanking, Sir. It’s going to be a spanking.”

“And you’re ready?” Aidan asked, already knowing her answer.

“Yes, Sirs. I’m ready.”

Aidan’s cock twitched in his leathers, and he realized hewas ready, too. Ready to start this brand new, utterly fascinating part oftheir lives.

ChapterEleven

A spanking. They were going to give her a proper spanking,not just a casual swat to her ass as Aidan passed her in the kitchen. Even theone last night didn’t count because their hearts hadn’t been in it. They’d beendoing it for her, getting nothing from it themselves.

This would be for all of them.

Aidan tucked his crop back into his kit before folding hisarms. He looked stern and imposing, his biceps, deltoids, and pecs all bulging.

She wanted to bite him. Bite those muscles. He’d bite herback. He seemed to have found out he enjoyed leaving his mark on her. Tristanalways had.

The surprise orgasm had taken the edge off, but only for awhile. She needed her Masters’ hands on her. Needed both of them to hurt herand pleasure her and love her.

Tristan stood beside Aidan, his eyes roaming up and down herbody. “Why are you being punished?”

Carys knew what he wanted. She cleared her throat, speakingup so the crowd could hear her. Gabe seemed to have gotten control of whateverasshole needed to learn a thing or two before he came back into a club.“Because I was a bad girl, Sir.”

Her toppiest Dom smirked. “Yes, you were, but let’s hearsome specifics.”

Aidan sighed. “Be very specific. How can you learn if youdon’t understand what you did wrong?”

He was getting into his role. In a way he never had before.She’d often worried she and Tris were far more invested in the lifestyle thanAidan was, but he seemed to have found his groove tonight.

It made her start to think this could work. It made herquestion if her anger was truly worth breaking them over.

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