FrankenDom by Robin L. Rotham Read Free Book Online

had teased me mercilessly for the last three days, and now I knew
     exactly what they meant. He hadn’t warned me because it was all spelled out in black
     and white, right here in the employee conduct agreement—I would submit to whoever
     Julian wanted me to submit to. If I chose to abide by the terms of the agreement,
     Colin wasn’t going to give me a choice any more than Julian was.
    The realization raised gooseflesh all over me and twisted my low belly into a knot
     of anxious desire. During the two months we slept together, he’d asked several times
     if he could tie me to the bed and I was too conflicted to let him. What would happen
     once he had me completely helpless—everything I wanted, or maybe things I didn’t want
     but he thought I did because I’d allowed him to put me in that position? And why did
     both possibilities turn me on? Why did I feel like he could make me want things I
     shouldn’t?
    It wasn’t that I didn’t trust Colin, exactly. I’d certainly trusted him enough to
     have anal sex with him, and that had been huge for me. I blushed even now to remember
     those raw, edgy sessions. Colin Carter had a dirty, dirty mouth and he wasn’t afraid
     to use it for anything. I’d never looked at my bed—or my body—quite the same way afterward.
    But that was back before I really knew anything about BDSM, and when he talked about
     tying me up, I’d had the feeling he was operating on some sort of hidden agenda. It
     had made me extremely wary. If tying me up wasn’t his end goal, what was?
    I was too frightened—of both him and myself—to ask.
    Unfortunately, once he put the idea of bondage in my head, I couldn’t stop thinking
     about it. I’d never stopped thinking about it, no matter how desperately I wished that I could at times.
    Had hooking me up with Julian been Colin’s hidden agenda all along? My mind boggled
     at the idea. He hadn’t seemed that selfless back then, but maybe I hadn’t known him
     as well as I thought I did.
    A knock on the door jarred me out of my sightless contemplation of the canopy.
    Sliding off the bed, I tiptoed over and said, “Yes?”
    “Dinner for you, Dr. McBride,” Lili said.
    Yes!
    “I don’t have a key for the door,” I told her.
    “I vill take care of it.”
    The lock clicked and then Lili backed her way into the room with a tea cart.
    “Where would you like this, please, Dr. McBride?”
    I looked around and pointed to the desk chair. “There would be fine.”
    “Very good.” She parked the cart beside the desk and lifted the ceramic cover off
     the small bowl, leaving the plates covered. It was the cream soup, and it still smelled
     divine. “May I bring you something else to drink?”
    There was nothing but a glass of water on the cart.
    “More wine?” I ventured.
    Her expression fell. “I am so sorry, but your limit is one glass per meal.”
    “But I only had a sip,” I protested. And what was this my limit crap? Did that mean other people—like Julian and Colin—had different limits? I added
     it to my list of items to discuss with my so-called master .
    “I am sorry,” Lili repeated.
    “I guess the water will do then. Thank you.”
    She curtsied quickly—curtsied!—and then backed out of the room, closing the door behind
     her. I waited for the click of the key turning in the lock but it never came.
    Really? She wasn’t going to lock me in again?
    After a tense couple of minutes, I turned the doorknob very slowly and pulled the
     door open without a sound. Someone had been busy with the WD-40. Every door in my
     parents’ house creaked as though it were a house of horrors.
    Poking my head out just far enough to see, I checked both directions. No one. Everything
     was quiet, and the brass wall sconces had been dimmed. Now was my chance…
    To do what?
    Indecision and nerves seized me. It wasn’t like I was going to get away from Julian
     and Colin altogether, even if I wanted to. I was trapped at Bangenschloss for