They Are Mine

Chapter 2

“Bethy, huh? That's cute," he replied, excitedly as he gripped the napkin to his chest.

“Now, remember second room and undress as soon as you get there," I reminded him as I jumped down and headed out, preparing to walk to the Dungeon. Extremely late was better than never, right?

“Don't you wanna ride?" he called after me.

I looked back and shook my head. “No, I gotta be somewhere. But I'll meet you there afterward, and I won't be long, so you better hurry."

I watched him rush out ahead of me, almost tripping over his own feet in his anxiousness to do what I said. The minute the door slammed behind him, I started laughing so hard that I almost hit the ground.

He was not the only one that was in for a surprise tonight. I guess I should message Lori, she was a Dominatrix that I was rooming with right now. As much as I knew she would have fun with Mr. Preppy, I did not want her to pepper spray him as soon as he walked into her bedroom.

Once I got my laughter under control, I grabbed my phone and called the taxi driver only to spot him FINALLY pulling up. Then I pulled up Lori's number and sent her a quick message.

-Got a present for you. It'll be there shortly. -

-Oh, a present for me!?- Came the reply.

-Yeah, just don't forget your whip. - I sent back to her, then put my phone away.

I heard it go off in my pocket several more times, but I ignored it and tried hard not to laugh as I visualized what her expression would be when the preppy boy came to the door.

I glared at the taxi driver as soon as I slid into the back seat. The jerk did not even apologize for being late and barely waited for the door to close before he raced off down the street with me hanging on to dear life in the backseat.

Letting go of my anger, I sat back and took a deep breath, excited to finally be getting this night over. I just wanted to get going, watch the ceremony, and get the hell out. It was going to be hard enough being surrounded by all the subs and Doms that Lizzie had invited. Yet, the fact I was going to see them again made my heart pound with trepidation and exhilaration.

I let out a sigh in the back seat and was grateful that the cabby cared little to none about my torment.

Master Kevin and Mistress Alyssa.

Just the thought of them still sent a shiver down my spine and warmed my insides, not to mention a few other regions I really did not need waking up.

A memory floated to the surface, blatantly defying my orders to stand down.

- “What do you think you're doing, girl?" A voice growled from the doorway.

I jumped guiltily and spun around, trying desperately to hide the extra bag I had been packing.

“I-I was just getting a few pieces of clothes together so I could stay the night," I breathed out in a hurry.

My cheeks flushed at the lie… well, partial lie. I had been getting clothes together. But not to head over to Kevin and his gorgeous wife Alyssa's house. I was getting a few weeks of clothes together so I could head up to Canada, where some friends of mine had moved to last year. We had not spoken much in a few months but, I was sure she and her husband would let me stay with them.

They had always had a particular interest in me and had tried to get me to go home with them on several occasions, but I had always turned them down. I have never submitted to a couple before and did not want to ruin a good friendship on the experiment. Now, I would rather take my chances with them than ruin all my friendships down here.

“I'm gonna repeat myself once more, little one, and if you lie to me again there will be hell to pay once we get to my dungeon," he warned quietly.

Anyone else calling me 'little one' would have pissed me off, but coming from Kevin's deep husky voice, I melted instead.

The hushed graveled tone sent a shiver down my spine that was not a hundred percent fear. A good ten percent was my body's reaction to him topping me.

I hung my head in shame.

“I'm sorry, Master Kevin," I repented quickly. “I was packing for a few days and thinking of heading out of town."

He shook his head, emphatically dismissing that idea. “It's not safe with you wandering around on your own. It's better if you stay here so that we can keep a close eye on you. Think of us as your bodyguards."

His sea-green eyes heated as they perused my body slowly, taking in every inch of me. My whole body seemed to go up in flames immediately as if it were a physical touch instead of just a heated gaze. I found myself shifting back and forth, not sure if I was uncomfortable or aroused by his deep, penetrating gaze.

“And what a pretty body it is to guard," Kevin mused seductively.

Aroused, I decided in an instant. Definitely aroused.

My jaw dropped at the open invitation. “What about your wife, Sir?"

His sexy lips turned up in a Cheshire cat grin. “What about her? She's been talking about getting you in our playroom since the first time she saw you."

He crossed the short distance between us and cupped the back of my head in a firm grasp that, while it didn't hurt, would not allow me to move away.

“However, since I am The Master of the house, I demanded the first taste," he said softly.