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“I’m not sure what that means,” Hannah said.

“Have you ever heard of Dominants and submissives?”

Hannah vaguely remembered hearing the terms but couldn’t remember what they were. “I don’t know what it means.”

Cat glanced at the doorway and then back at her. “Both Macy and Jake are Dominants. They like to take care of women and children. I’m not sure, but I would guess you’re submissive.”

Hannah shrugged. “I don’t know. How would I tell if I am?”

“Do you like it when a man’s in charge and takes care of you?”

Hannah shook her head. “I’ve never had that, so I can’t say.”

“Have you ever been to a kink club?” Cat asked.

Hannah’s eyes widened. “Are you talking about places that have whips and chains?”

Cat laughed. “Something like that, but it’s so much more.”

“I didn’t think they really existed.” Hannah admitted to herself that she spent very little time with people outside of work and never watched TV because she could never afford one. The books she’d read were usually romance, and a few had talked about bondage. The thought of someone tying her and whipping her shook her hands. There was no way she would be able to handle that. “I don’t think I’d like that.”

Cat patted her hands. “We’ll talk more later, and you can always ask me anything. I could use another friend.”

Hannah felt her eyes burn. “I … I’ve never had a friend.”

She saw Cat hide her dismay. “Well, now you do.”

Hannah nodded. She always wondered what it would be like. She never had the time to make relationships. She was always fighting to survive. She didn’t know any other way.

Chapter Four

Hannah lowered her eyes when Jake came through the door with a tray.

“Sit against the headboard, Sweetheart,” Jake said.

She pushed herself to a sitting position and then leaned back. Jake set the tray on her lap. Her stomach instantly started to cramp at the scent and sight of food. There was a bowl of soup, one of fruit, and a glass of milk. It looked like the best meal in the world.

“Oh, my. I can’t eat all of this!”

Jake sat on the mattress facing her before lifting a spoonful of soup to her mouth.

“You’ll do the best you can,” he said.

“Do you guys want some?”

Cat smiled and shook her head. “No. My Dom made me eat after my shower.”

“Open up,” Jake said.

She automatically opened her mouth, and he slid the spoon inside. The taste of chicken and vegetables burst on her tongue. She couldn’t remember eating something so delicious.

“Mmmm, this is very good.”

“Have you not had chicken noodle soup before?” Cat asked.

“Yes, but it always came in a packet, and I just added water to it.”

She caught the expressions on their faces and didn’t understand. Jake lifted another spoonful before she had a chance to ask.

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