Page 99 of For the Sub

As if by magic, Whisper appeared and began singing an unholy song.

Dutifully, she poured some of the contents of the vial into the toy and tossed it to him.

In heaven, he rolled onto his back.

In the distance, her phone pinged.

Is my bribe working?

She pressed the device to her chest. Goofy, ridiculous, fabulous man. Using her pets to get to her?

If there was a key to her heart, her menagerie was it.

The burst of energy that shot through her after hearing from him carried her through the rest of the afternoon, and she met every one of her deadlines.

The next time her phone chimed, the message was from Margot.

Need a margarita?

Brandy tapped out a quick reply, saying he’d sent a rubber foot to MW.

The man tolerates me and that little monster? He’s a saint.

The next day, Master Niles sent Brandy a short but demure black dress. In the right size.

He included a short note.

I booked us a room at the hotel.

On Wednesday a pair of heels arrived.

She tried on the outfit and stared at herself in the mirror, looking for flaws. Even though she was her own worst critic, she had to admit he’d chosen well.

That first night at the Den, she’d worn a black dress, and the material had clung to her curves. This one flowed over her body.

The neckline would reveal the barest hint of cleavage. And if they danced, the dress would move with her. It couldn’t be more perfect.

Through his website, she sent him an email, complaining that he didn’t play fair.

The bastard didn’t respond.

Thursday’s delivery of lingerie pushed her over the edge.

Stockings, a garter belt, a bra, even panties were nestled in layers of tissue paper.

She would have expected him to demand she wear nothing beneath the dress. The fact he’d realized she’d get a confidence boost from attending as his date rather than as a submissive meant the world to her.

An hour after the delivery, he finally called.

She stared at his name on the glass screen for a few seconds, resisting the impulse to answer on the first ring.

The dogs jumped up and barked, adding to her racing heart.

“Shh!” Dana settled right away, while MW spun in crazy, loud circles.

Maybe a break from this wouldn’t be all bad.

Right before he would be sent to voicemail, Brandy answered. “You are relentless,” she said by way of greeting.

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