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“That’s my good girl,” he purrs, making the arousal slam into me even harder. “And what about your clothes? Do you care if anyone here sees you naked?”

For a moment, my brain just stops. I’m honestly not sure how to answer that. When I thought we’d be fucking, I didn’t actually care who saw what.

Now that we’re going to be doing something else, do I actually care? “Ummm. Can you keep my underwear and bra on at least, Master?”

“If that’s what you need to feel secure, then that’s what I’ll do. There are no wrong answers here, slave. I’m not going to be upset with you for having limits. Especially when you’re so fucking new to this lifestyle.”

My breath comes out in a whoosh as I rest my head against an arm of the X. That’s a relief at least. From behind, I feel the heat and weight of his palm as he rests it against my upper back. It makes me feel safe, grounded, and secure.

“Last question, slave. I want every fucking hole in you to be available for my use in whatever way I deem possible. That’s not to say I’ll actually use them all, but I want the possibility there. Are any of them off limits?”

CHAPTER 5

DEVIN

I watch the omega carefully, noting the quiver in her body. It’s not from fear, however. I know that just by scenting the air. The poor thing is beyond aroused and desperately needy.

Her mellow scent of flowers and sugar changes as I wait for her answer, deepening into a darker, honeyed scent. The arousal practically pours off of her, drowning me, intoxicating me, to the point where I can’t think straight. No other omega has affected me like this.

It must be because she’s so innocent. That is the only logical explanation. What’s so frustrating is the desire within me to take her, mold her, and guide her into the submissive I know she wants to be. But I can’t risk getting my feelings involved. I just can’t.

Tonight is it. If I see her in the club after today, I’ll simply pass her on to another dominant. Unfortunately, red tinges my vision at the thought. Which is beyond ridiculous.

I know and trust every member in here. So then why can’t I just give her away? Maybe if I get her out of my system…

Reaching forward, I lean my chest into her back, pressing her deeper against the cross. “Well, slave? Are you going to answer me?”

“I’m thinking,” she snaps, her voice trailing off as I grind against her.

Flipping up the flimsy hem of her dress, I yank on her underwear, forcing the fabric up between her cheeks. “That wasn’t very respectful, was it? Seems like I’m going to have to punish you before giving you any pleasure.”

My cock hardens as I palm her round ass cheek. Some naïve girl shouldn’t bring out this reaction in me. I like them ready and able to serve. Yet this omega seems to push buttons I didn’t know I had. Her feistiness does something to me, brings out an answering ferocity in me.

“Sorry, Master,” she whimpers, arching into my touch.

Does she even know she’s doing it? Somehow that innocent movement makes her even more endearing. I dig my fingers into her pliant flesh, forcing my thoughts back onto the submissive in front of me.

“Answer me correctly. Are any of your holes off limits?”

“No, Master,” she eventually sighs, sinking down onto the cross.

Gripping her hair with my other hand, I turn her face so she can look over into the room. “See those male and female Alphas with the bands around their arms? The ones that glow under the lights?”

“Yes, Master.”

“They are the dungeon monitors. They’re here to make sure everyone is safe. If at any point things are too much, say the color red. Things will stop immediately. If they don’t, that’s where they come in. Anyone who cannot abide bysimple consent is not allowed to be in this club. Understand?”

“Y- yes, Master.” There’s a slight quiver to her voice, one that I can’t interpret.

“Are you scared?”

“Yes, Master.”

“Of me?”

“No, Master.”

“Of what then?”

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