Page 35 of Seducing Selena

All I wanted was to raise my arms and cover myself, but I didn’t dare.

I was grateful he didn’t lead me onto a stage. We were in a dark corner of the club. There were still people, but they were on the periphery. “Sit here,” Nick instructed.

I glanced up and froze. It was what looked like a medical exam table, stirrups and all. He saw the flash of fear in my eyes, and I also saw him glance behind me. So I stepped forward. “Yes, Master.”

Pushing myself onto the table, I sat. He hadn’t instructed me to lie down.

No, he did that for me, pressing me back onto the table and lifting my feet into the stirrups. Then there were the straps. Rubber straps that buckled me onto the reclined table. Shoulders, waist, hips, and arms included. My legs too, in the stirrups, and one across my forehead.

Held captive like this, I was immobile, and I flashed back to my deepest fantasies before all of this happened. Not in a medical chair, but I’d thought about something somewhat like this. Completely at the mercy of an Alpha—or Alphas—I could trust to bring me pleasure.

“Master?”

Nick focused on me, and both Derek and Sebastian stepped out of the shadows where I hadn’t seen them. All three of them like a wall, blocking me from the sight of the rest of the club.

“You may speak,” Seb told me.

“How am I being trained?”

Part of me didn’t want to know, and was afraid they were tying me open in order to share me with the people of the club and let them have their way with me. But I needed to know.

“A lesson in how your Master’s commands are above all else,” Derek said. “Above everything, including your own body.”

What did that mean? The other question was on the tip of my tongue, and I swallowed it back.

“You have another question?”

I didn’t meet his eyes. “Are you going to give me to other people?”

A low growl that didn’t quite make it above the music, but Ifeltit. “We only share with each other,” Sebastian said, dark eyes pinning me with a stare I wasn’t supposed to meet.

I tried to nod, and my head didn’t move because of the strap. “Thank you.”

In the dim light of the club, I saw his jaw flex, and he turned away.

Nick stepped into the shadows, and when he returned, rolling something, I couldn’t not stare at it. I knew exactly what it was. Enough porn I watched used it for me to know, and also give me exactly an idea of what was about to happen.

Now, I didn’t care. The pale plastic dildo on the end of the fucking machine didn’t scare me. I was always curious what it was like to be taken by an actual machine. My mind piped up and told me during the heat I’d come close, but I pushed it away. I wasn’t going to get fucked by strangers, and that was all that mattered.

Derek leaned over me. “You are not allowed to come, Selena.”

I knew he would say it. Whether I could actually obey, I had no idea. But he wanted to train me to deny myself.Theycontrolled my pleasure.Theywere the only ones who could allow me to orgasm.

Nick was working on the machine, attaching something to the top of it—oh my god. I knew that toy. Iownedthat toy. The bulbous head of the vibrator was attached above the dildo, and that would place it right on my clit.

“Master,” I licked my lips. “I—”

“Be very careful, Selena.”

“What happens if I can’t obey?”

He considered me for a moment. “Because this is your first time, after we’re finished, you’ll be paddled every time you come without permission. At least the number of orgasms, but maybe more. By all three of us.”

“Thank you, Master.” I swallowed. A punishment I could handle.

Derek smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. “Good girl.”

Shutting my eyes, I wished I could turn my head to look away. His smile did things to me I didn’t like, because it only added to my ever-growing confusion.

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