Page 50 of The Dom with the Clever Tongue

Scarlet followed closely and eyed Reece. If she was displeased by her position, she didn’t show it.

“Is that a collar?” Malachi asked, frowning at her neck. Of course he’d notice that straight away.

She shrunk back from his stare.

Scarlet stepped in with a sharp voice. “Kitten, let him see how pretty you look with your new collar.”

Heat blossomed across her cheeks but she held still while he looked closer.

“You will obey him for now, like you do me,” Scarlet added. “Understand?”

It took a minute for the words to free themselves from her mouth. “Yes, Scarlet.”

Malachi’s brows shot up to his hairline. “Wow. What have you two been up to the last few days?”

“I’ll show you.” Pride radiated off of Scarlet as she stalked toward Reece. She stared down at her for a moment then turned to Malachi. “Have a seat in the arm chair.”

Scarlet was about to show her off like a circus animal. Before she could protest, a finger came under her chin. “You’re going to show him what a good girl you are now, right?”

Though her words were soft, Reece wasn’t an idiot. There was a silent threatunder there. Not wanting to experience that punishment position any time soon, she slowly nodded.

Scarlet gave her a quick kiss on the lips then moved her mouth to Reece’s ear. “Make me proud.”

Way to pull on the heartstrings, dear. As if she could disobey now. Not only that, but that urge to please Scarlet and make her proud was becoming addictive.

“Come here, Reece,” Malachi said from the chair, dark and ominous. But when she turned to look at him, his eyes were sparkling with amusement.

She started to stand but Scarlet stopped her then pointed to the floor. With a sigh, she knelt on the carpet and crawled to Malachi. The friction of her thighs rubbing together and the small humiliation, made her wetter and ache to be touched. Her dress rode up, baring her thighs and ass to Scarlet behind her. At least Malachi couldn’t see it. Yet.

When she reached him, she stopped and sat on her knees.

“Show me what your Domme taught you,” he said.

She looked to Scarlet and she nodded. First position. Wanting to make Scarlet proud, even though it was humiliating, she opened her legs, pushed out her tits, rested her hands on her knees, and bowed her head. Being on her knees, nearly naked while two people were watching her, fully dressed, clicked something into place in her head. A numb sort of haze settled over her. Almost serene.

“Very nice,” he said.

Though she kept her head down, as ordered, a smile formed at the small praise. Was pleasing two Doms better than pleasing one?

“Next position, kitten,” Scarlet ordered from the bed.

She stopped thinking and just obeyed. Scarlet hadn’t told her where to look in the inspection position so she kept her gaze straight ahead, which happened to be Malachi’s shirt. It read, “I’m smiling. That alone should worry you.” It snapped her from the haze and she almost giggled.

“Any others?” Malachi asked.

A devious plan came to mind. What was sex if it wasn’t fun once in a while? Keeping a straight face, she nodded.

“Show me.”

Instead of the ass-up punishment position, she lay down on her back, opened her legs slightly, and held out her hand.

Malachi’s nose scrunched. “What position is that?”

She looked up at him, with as innocent an expression as she could muster, and said, “Hand me my vibrator position.”

He burst out laughing. She dared a glance at Scarlet, hoping she wasn’t in trouble, but Scarlet’s lips were pursed in an exaggerated attempt to hold back laughter.

“Brat,” she finally said, letting a chuckle loose. “I should make you do the punishment position just for that.”

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