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pushing beyond her past, even if it did hurt like a bitch to let Eric and Steve go the way she had.
    “Come on in,” Rachel called out.
    Okay , here goes .
    A second later she stopped and gazed around the room. Gorgeous shades of pink and white was how she could explain the decor. Very feminine and exactly like something she would pick for her own bedroom had she the time to redecorate it.
    A king-sized bed lush with pastel pink and white bedding dominated a corner of the room. Set opposite from the bed was a huge pink claw foot steaming bathtub overflowing with pink bubbles. Her heart skipped a beat as she spied a padded pink spanking bench. The top part of the bench was a little more than waist high while the bottom part was about a foot lower.
    Her breath hitched at the white metal cart laden with plenty of shelves that contained the spanking items they would use on her. Hanging from the ceiling were pink ropes. Directly beneath, on the floor, were coiled ropes.
    How had these men known her ultimate fantasy was to be bound and spanked?
    “Come on over, don’t be afraid,” Rachel grinned.
    Who was afraid? She was creaming.
    “Your males wish for you to be bound when they arrive. So I’ll just secure you. If you can just step beneath these restraints and we can begin.”
    “You certainly do seem to enjoy your job here,” Sophie chuckled as she walked to where the ropes hung from the ceiling.
    Rachel’s smile widened but she said nothing.
    “Do I need to undress?” Sophie asked.
    “Nope. Just remove your shoes. You don’t need to worry about cold feet because the floor is heated.”
    Rachel was right. The floor felt toasty warm beneath her feet as she slipped off her shoes. She was grateful too at not having to undress in front of Rachel. It would also be a relief to not be completely naked in front of two strange men. At least not until she was fully aroused. At that point she didn’t really care who saw her. When a man spanked her properly, she flew so high she couldn’t think straight. That’s how she hoped it would be tonight. She wanted to sink into the bliss and have many fantastic releases.
    “Lift your arm, please,” Rachel instructed in such a professional voice that for a moment she forgot Rachel actually worked for her too.
    Sophie did as she was told and moments later both her arms were upstretched. Her wrist and ankle cuffs were secured via hook clips to the velvety pink ropes. She couldn’t escape, even if she wanted to.
    “Have fun, Sophie.” Rachel whispered and then she hurried out of the room.
    The silence that followed gave her the opportunity to focus on steadying her breaths as the reality of the situation truly hit home. She was starting anew. Getting back in the saddle, so to speak.
    The funny thing was this was exactly how she’d first met Eric and Steve at the Club. Except back then she’d picked a key from Jaxie’s traditional top hat. That key had opened a door to a gorgeous white frilly room where she’d been tied in much a similar way. Back then she’d been blindfolded. She wasn’t now.
    Sophie froze as a sudden wicked idea snapped through her. What if…Steve and Eric had won her?

Chapter Four
    Sophie shook her head at that thought. No, they were over. She was wishful thinking again. Steve and Eric would never bid on her at the auction. If she’d been with them, they would have forbade her even entering one. She’d belonged to them exclusively, and she’d loved their territorial jealousy.
    Besides, Jaxie had assured Claire and Marley their names were not even on the list. The guys had looked too surprised when she’d strolled out onto the dance floor. They hadn’t been expecting her to be on the auction block.
    She sighed a breath of relief…or maybe it was disappointment? Wouldn’t it have been exciting if they had bid on her and won?
    She tensed as a noise came at the door. Someone was coming. It had to be the men. Oh, why hadn’t she insisted on a blindfold?