Page 27 of Under Their Watch

“It’s okay,” he mutters. “I promise, it’s okay.”

I turn to hug Jace, and he squeezes me in a hug. “Come sit down,” Jace says.

“Okay,” I sigh, but yelp when he smacks my ass. “Yes, Sir…”

“Good girl,” he says. “Come on.”

We go back over to sit with Casey, and she smiles at me. “Ready?” she asks me.

“Yes,” I say. “I’m sorry.”

“It’s alright,” she says. “Basically, guys. I need for everyone to stay as far away from Marvin and David as you can. Rhea, your mother wants to talk to you. I told her I would let you know.”

“Does she know that dad knows?” I ask.

“Unless he told her, no. I need to find hard evidence that he knew, and then I can charge everyone with human trafficking,” she says. “I’m trying to find out what else Marvin has been up to, but I need a warrant for that. I was able to obtain the… makeshift toys… because they were presented to me,” she says. “If any other DNA is found on them other than Marvin, Rhea, or those who disclosed that they touched them, I will have probable cause to get a warrant. If we spook him, he could spiral and hurt people.”

“We will keep our distance,” Quinn says.

“I need for everyone to be very nice and friendly to her mother and stepfather. Don't mention anything about any of this. Play along, and I can catch him in a lie,” she says. “Just don’t let them at the house.”

“Anything else?” Emma asks.

“Just don’t make waves and tell me every detail of everything that happens involving any of them,” she says. “I’ll go so you all can spend some time together. Call me if you need anything.”

“Will do. Thank you,” Emma says.

When Casey leaves, everyone is silent for a minute. I am chewing the inside of my cheek, watching my hands as I pick at my nails. Quinn lays his hand over mine and I sigh.

“Look at me,” Quinn says. I look up and he tucks my hair behind my ear. “You talked to Theo about doing a scene with us, yes?”

“Yes, Sir,” I say softly.

“Speak up, Rhea,” Jace says.

“Yes, Sir, I talked to Theo about doing a scene with just a flogger with the two of you,” I say louder and more confidently.

“Is this something you are consenting to?” Quinn asks.

“Yes, Sir,” I say. “I am consenting to it.”

“Understand that the purpose of this is for us to find your limit,” Quinn says. “The scene will continue until you call your safe word.”

“But I… yes, Sir,” I say.

“What were you going to say?” Jace asks.

“Just that I would rather it stop when you two want to stop,” I say.

“I understand, but right now we need to learn where your limit is so that we are comfortable pushing you further, if that’s what you desire,” Jace says.

“How about this,” Quinn says. “The flogging will go until you call it. After, we will both take you, and that’s when we will allow you to forego a safe word.”

“Really" I ask with a smile.

“Yes,” Quinn says. “You give us your limit, and we will fuck you into a coma. Deal?”

“Deal,” I say. “Thank you.”

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