order, her eyes darted around the room.
She was standing in a room off the great room which had glass along one wall where people could stand and view what was happening inside. There was no door, so anyone could walk in at any time, if they wished. Charlie’s breathing escalated, and perspiration began to bead on her palms. She wiped her hands down the side of her skirt and took a step back from Master Barry, only to come to a halt when she bumped into Master Turner.
His breath caressed her ear as he leaned down and spoke to her. “Remove your corset, skirt, and shoes, Charlene.”
Charlie gasped when he caressed his hand over her ass and then gently gripped one cheek and then the other.
“But I’ll be—”
“Silence!” Master Turner barked out. “Do you want to use your safe word, Charlene? If you use the safe word ‘red,’ everything stops.”
Charlie thought about it, but she was so aroused and drawn to the two men looking at her that she decided to see where this thing she felt was between them could go. If she was honest with herself, the idea of them controlling her pleasure and having their hands and hopefully their mouths on her body fascinated her. There was a need deep down inside that was begging to be released and she had no idea what to do.
“No,” she finally answered. “I don’t want to use my safe word.”
Chapter Four
Barry was so hard it was a wonder his cock hadn’t split his zipper open. He had enjoyed working behind the bar with his little sub, teaching her how their system operated and where everything was. Once she had become comfortable with how things worked, she had begun to talk to the other Doms. She didn’t flirt with the other men, but she was sassy and courteous, and she also had an almost sweet and innocent quality about her. And she had a body to die for, even if she didn’t agree with him. He and Turner were going to have to spend some time with their woman convincing her she was sexy and feminine and that she didn’t need to change anything about her.
But she didn’t know how to deal with two Doms yet. Charlie was racking up the punishments tonight, and Barry was mentally rubbing his hands together. He couldn’t wait to get hold of that sensual little body, and from the way Turner’s cock was pushing against his jeans, neither could he.
Barry had watched Charlene avidly during the last few hours, hoping she would make some sort of infraction so he could punish her, but she hadn’t messed up once. He was glad when Turner had seen that she had been wearing panties and then ordered her to take them off in front of everyone. She had looked back at his business partner with such belligerence he knew Turner would add the attitude thing to her transgressions.
So far she had two punishments coming, and if she didn’t get her ass into gear and get her clothes off, she would add another to the list. She must have seen the determination in Turner’s eyes because all of a sudden she began working on the hooks and eyes down the front of the corset and released the closures one at a time. By the time the last hook was out, Barry was holding his breath, just waiting for another glimpse of her beautiful, bountiful breasts. With one hand she held the corset together over her breasts, but after taking a deep breath, she finally let one side go and pulled it from her body.
He nearly groaned out loud when he saw how hard her dusky, rose-colored nipples were. Her breasts looked swollen, and the turgid peaks looked like they were begging to be touched or sucked.
“Very good, little sub,” Turner praised. “Now the skirt.”
Barry took the corset from her hand and placed it on the chair near the door. He waited with bated breath for her to remove her skirt. This time he and Turner would get to see her pussy. Charlie had balked at removing her panties yesterday when she was being interviewed for the job, and rightly so. He didn’t want her doing anything she was too