“I was thinking the same thing,” Joni said.
“Laney,” Peter said, “is my very bratty sub, who is going to come here so I can put her over my knee and spank her.”
Laney saw the shift in body language of the other women, their instinctive responses to his Dom voice and sexy, stern threats.
“I mean damn,” Diann said.“Way to threaten her with a good time.”
“Laney, come here.Now.”
Laney gingerly stepped out from behind Joni.
There was a small wood bench just outside the bathroom doors, probably for people to put towels on.The minute she was in grabbing distance, Peter braced one foot on the bench, grabbed her by the arm, and then bent her over his thigh.
Laney squealed when he peppered her still sore bottom with hard swats.She grabbed onto his other leg, yelping “ow, ow, ow.”
“You will not use the word stupid to refer to yourself,” he ordered.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”
“You will remember that any man who doesn’t want to fuck you is a fucking moron.”
“I shouldn’t have made an assumption about?—”
“You’re right, you shouldn’t make assumptions, but also anyone who doesn’t want to fuck you is a moron.”
“Who didn’t want to fuck her?”Lihn asked.
Oh God, the other Doms had followed Peter over.There was an audience.
Shit, that somehow made her even wetter.
“Julen didn’t,” Joni said.
“I never said that,” Julen rumbled.“Delaney, you’re a beautiful woman.I was just a stupid asshole last weekend.”
“See, he’s a stupid asshole,” Peter said.
“Sorry, I mentioned we had sex,” Diann sounded contrite.
Spank, spank, spank.
Laney’s bottom felt like it was on fire, and tears were filling her eyes, though they weren’t from the pain.
“I’m sorry, Master Morton, for making an assumption about your sexuality.”
“Thank you for apologizing.”There was a pause.“Maybe a spanking will make you feel better.”
Everyone but Laney chuckled.She yelped as Peter squeezed her abused bottom.
“And just so you know, normally I don’t involve sex in my scenes,” Julen said.“This time was different.Because I have feelings for Diann.”
“I have feelings for Diann.”
Diann’s attention whipped from Laney’s spanking—and there was something seriously hot about Peter casually putting Laney over his knee while the rest of them talked.Things had always been more formal and controlled between them.Then again, they’d had to be, for safety.
But Julen’s words jerked her attention to him.
There was a pregnant silence as Peter slowly helped Laney stand, wrapping his arms around her.Peter looked at Julen, a sympathetic expression crossing his face.