Page 162 of Plaything

“You’re so bad at this,” Aiden laughed.

Elliott raised his eyebrows at me. “Do you get the gist?” he asked. I nodded. He looked back at Aiden. “Whatever works, man. It’s not rocket science, and the disclosure doesn’t need to be three pages front and back,” he groaned. He placed a pen on the papers. “John Hancock it, sweetie,” he instructed.

I signed.

He took the papers back and placed them in a folder. “Do you have any electronics on you?” He asked.

“No,” I answered. I left my phone at the house. My professors took out their phones and placed them and Wyatt’s keys on the desk.

He took them and placed them in a basket. “Weapons?” He asked. When all of us answered no, Elliott narrowed his eyes on me. “I don’t believe you. Cavity search!” He snapped his fingers at the guard.

My eyes went wide as saucers, and my heart literally fell onto the floor in front of me. “W-what I—”

Elliott put his hands up in surrender. “I’m messing with you!” he rushed out quickly. “Loosen up, kid. It’s not so scary once you’re in there,” he said with a friendly smile.

Niko caressed my hand with his thumb. “Impeccable timing,” he gently scolded their friend.

Elliott straightened. “Unfortunately, that’s all I needed from you. You’re free to enter,” he gestured to the door.

“Tell Jamie never to let you work the front desk again,” Aiden said. “The coat, Elliott,” he reminded.

Oh. That.

Elliott walked around the desk. “Don’t tell me how to do my job, dude,” he joked before turning to me. He cleared his throat, giving Aiden a sarcastic look. “He’s right, though; I can take your coat for you,” he held his hand out.

Just like that? I didn’t know this guy or the security man, and I was supposed to undress so casually? They were all dressed in suits, while I would be exposed, only lace and my hair to cover me.

My hesitation didn’t go unnoticed as Elliott smirked at Niko. “What a little cutie,” he gushed. He craned his neck to the side and closed his eyes. “There, I won’t look. Rick, we’ve got a shy one!” He called to the guard, who also sarcastically lowered his head.

Niko looked down at me and nodded, signaling it was time to remove my protective layer. “Ignore Elliott; he thinks he’s lightening the mood when he’s really just being obnoxious,” he shot.

Not wanting to cause trouble, I swallowed my pride and removed the coat, placing it in Elliot’s outstretched hand.

Cold air pricked my skin, and my cheeks heated in a deep blush. My professors stared at me lustfully, their greedy eyes burning as they devoured me. “You look beautiful, Darling,” Dominic praised in a low voice.

“Shall we?” Aiden nodded towards the door, noticing how bare I felt with two other men in the room.

I nodded quickly, ready to be out of the quiet room. Wyatt took my other hand, stopping me from covering my middle. “You are otherworldly, my Little Starlet,” he kissed my temple.

Niko smacked my ass, and the sound echoed off the walls. “Ten,” he smirked.

I couldn’t help but laugh along at our inside joke. I definitely felt pretty. They couldn’t stop staring at me; it gave me butterflies. It was pathetic, but my panties dampened at their compliments. I’d been deprived for an eternity! On top of my desperation, they all looked mouth-wateringly sexy in suits. If we were alone, I’d drop to my knees and take my time getting each of them off as they stood in a circle around me.

“My man,” I heard Elliot whisper behind me before two hands clapped together. Dominic surely gave him a high five... Men. “Have fun!” He called after us just as we closed the door behind us.

The room was dark, lit with orange lights, giving it an alluring atmosphere. Heavy bass reached my ears as a rock song played. Voices were everywhere as dozens of strangers conversed. Moans from women and men were mixed in with the noise.

I squeezed their hands as they walked us further into the area. Dominic and Aiden flanked Niko and Wyatt, leaving me in the middle. The unmistakable feeling of eyes on me rushed through me, but I was too overwhelmed to see where they came from.

My eyes darted around the space, seeing men in suits, women in lingerie, or women and men completely nude. I looked away from the nudity, a blush so fierce I felt it on my chest. In different areas of the massive room, various scenes were taking place. In the span of ten seconds, I saw the objects on Jamie’s walls come to life.

A woman was wearing a suit, walking a man like a dog on a leash while he was dressed in latex from head to toe. A woman had her head and hands strapped in a wooden medieval-looking contraption while a man thrusts into her from behind. A woman was buck naked, lying over a man’s lap, while another man struck her ass with a whip that had dozens of sharp-looking rods on the end. The sound it made when it hit her made me flinch.

“Are you breathing?” Wyatt whispered, leaning down close to my ear.

No, I wasn’t. I drew in air, seeing as I had to manually breathe right now. “That hurts... right?” I whispered, still eyeing the woman who cried out in pain.

Wyatt followed my eye-line, glancing at them before looking down at me again. “Very much,” he confirmed. “But she likes that, Baby. Look again,” he instructed.

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