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Annabel laughed, “I’m not making them my slaves.”

“Are you sure? Enjoy. Love you!”

“Love you too,” Annabel picked up her phone and hit the button. “She’s right… she’s right about it all.”

Stripping her clothes, she put her phone on the charger and walked into her bathroom. A hot bath sounded good.

“Did we get everything,”Andrew asked as they walked up to the checkout.

“You’re nervous,” Ryan grinned.

“I am,” Andrew admitted as he put food on the conveyor belt.

“I cannot wait to see her,” Ryan placed the items he carried on the belt. “You have to cook a solid meal.”

“It will be,” Andrew pulled out his phone to make sure he picked up everything the recipe required. Once through the checkout, he said. “I hope she takes the lead. I want her to dominate me.”

“Physically, mentally, emotionally, and sexually,” Ryan said. “It’s all I’ve thought about since she approached us.”

“Get in,” Andrew urged as he put the groceries in the car. “I don’t want to be late.”

“We have to make one more stop,” Ryan said.

“Condoms,” Andrew said. “I know. The Body Shop is still open.”

“Do we have time?”

“I think so.”

“We don’t want to be late.” Ryan reminded. He rubbed his hands down his jeans. He wore a button down dress shirt with his jeans and cowboy boots.

“We won’t be,” Andrew wore jeans, polo shirt and dress shoes.

“GPS from the Body Shop to her place will take ten minutes. That gives us nearly an hour to shop,” Ryan said. “Should we pick up other things?”

“Not this time,” Andrew nudged him. “Let’s see what she wants to do. Maybe we can bring her here.”

“She might already have toys,” Ryan closed his eyes. “I’m wound up.”

“I know. Let’s see what they have and go from there,” Andrew said. “I want to get her something she’ll like but I don’t know what her preferences are.”

“It’s a risk,” Ryan opened his door as Andrew put the car in park. The high end sex shop offered a variety of toys, clothing, and protection.

“Thirty minutes, protection, and maybe something to bring Annabel pleasure,” Andrew said.

Sittingon her couch with her feet tucked under her, Annabel read a naughty book while she waited for the two men to show up. Every few paragraphs she stopped to check the time. She rose and stretched. She stared at her reflection. She felt good in the outfit.

She pushed her feet into three inch heels the same blue as her bustier. She thought about pouring a drink but opted not to. She wanted to be sober. She thought about what they needed to talk through before they dove into this.

She laughed as she realized she approached it as she would a business negotiation. It worked for her business. This involved more important things. Why wouldn’t she negotiate?

The knock on her door heralded their arrival. She felt her stomach flip and her nipples harden. Taking a deep breath, she walked to her door and used the peep hole before opening the door.

“Hello,” she smiled seeing them with their arms full of grocery bags and a bag from the Body Shop. “You’re early. I like it.”

Ryan swallowed as he stared at her. Andrew moaned as he leaned closer. “Hi,” he murmured. “You take my breath away.”

Annabel leaned close, inhaled the male scent of them. “Good start to the evening,” she murmured. “You will still be punished.”

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