Page 17 of Bella's Dom (The Doms of Madison County)

“I had to do that with my purse and the money I tried to hide in a box in my bedroom. I let him find the box with a little cash but have saved the rest and put it under a board in the back of my closet.”

Hannah snickered. “I would love to see his face when he finds out.”

Bella grinned. She would, too.

Cat started pulling clothing out of her bag, and Hannah would grab a few and walk into the closet.

Hannah looked at her. “Just tell us where you want everything.”

“You guys don’t really have to help. I don’t have that much,” Bella said.

“Do you want us to get spanked?” Hannah said.

Bella gasped. “They spank you?”

“That’s one of the punishments,” Cat said and giggled. “Hannah and I have decided that most of them are more like funishments than punishments, but we’d never tell our Doms that.”

Bella laughed. “I can’t believe you guys really like that.”

“Oh, you’ll find out probably sooner than later,” Hannah said.

Bella looked from one to the other. “Why?”

“Because we have found that Doms—maybe not all, but ours definitely—like to punish us.”

“For God’s sake, why?”

“Because it always ends in hot, sweaty sex.”

Bella looked at each woman as they laughed. “But I’m not his submissive.”

The women smiled.

“You will be sleeping in his bed and having sex,” Hannah said.

“Oh, I’m not sure about that. We just met, for one thing. Two, I’m not a submissive, and three, I doubt a man like him would want someone like me.”

Cat rolled her eyes. “You just keep telling yourself that, sister. I can guarantee that man is hot for you. I saw the way he was looking at you.”

“Like how?”

“Like he wanted to eat you up. I see that look on my Dom, Macy, and it makes my whole body tingle.”

Bella’s eyes widened. She never would have thought a man, especially like Caden, would feel like that for her. In her mind, she was a frumpy, pale, ordinary, even plain-looking woman. “Oh.”

“Let’s get this done, and then we’ll show you part of the club.” Hannah took another load into the closet.

It took less than five minutes to organize what she had. It didn’t bother her because she never needed anything more.

The girls chatted on the ride down the elevator to the club, and Bella just listened. The doors opened in a hallway, and she could see a door several feet away with a fancy lock on it.

“It’s this way,” Cat said and grabbed her hand.

The three stopped at the door, and Cat turned to face her. “Now, remember, nothing in here is going to hurt you. It might look scary…”

“It did for me in the beginning,” Hannah told her.

Cat squeezed her hand. “But it’s not.”

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