Chapter Fifteen
It had been three weeks to the day since she’d moved in with the men.
She quickly fell into a routine of helping Cece after breakfast in the morning, either with baking, cleaning, or the garden.
It didn’t matter. She loved her life. Love where she lived, her new friends, her home, and especially her men.
It was Sunday night, and the men were in a meeting with some other club owners and Doms. The testosterone level in the room was off the charts, so she’d asked to be excused to go to their apartment, and both men nodded and kissed her before she walked out of the room.
Mina felt a shiver of unease as she walked through the shadowed hallways.
She was always with one or both men when she was there.
She hurriedly raced into the elevator and pushed the button.
She waited anxiously for the doors to close and then relaxed.
She hummed as the elevator rose, thinking about taking a bath.
The doors opened, and she breathed a sigh of relief when she saw their hallway was lit.
She strolled down the hallway and suddenly stopped at the locked forbidden door.
She’d asked several times when she could see the room, but they always put her off, saying they were too busy or that she wasn’t ready for what was within.
The punishment for trespassing wouldn’t be good, but her curiosity was taking over her good sense.
Every time she passed the door, her nosiness had her reaching for the doorknob.
Every time she’d tried, the door had been locked.
She looked up and down the hallway before she faced the door and tried the knob. She drew in a startled breath. Incredibly, it twisted, and she was able to push it in easily.
****
An alarm went off in the men’s office.
All six men turned toward the rows of monitors they had on one wall of their business office. Their home office upstairs was more personal, and the three had spent a lot of nights watching TV, or Mina would read while they worked.
Jon and Koa chuckled.
“It’s about time,” Koa stated.
“For what?” Neil, one of the Doms, asked.
“Long story short, she’s been trying too hard to be good.”
Braden frowned in confusion. “I thought that was a good thing?”
Koa nodded at Braden. “It is, usually, but our little sub is trying to mask her personality to please us. We want the real Mina, not one who tries to be what she thinks we want.”
The men nodded in understanding.
“Sounds too complicated to me,” Kylan said.
“I can’t wait until you all meet the one.” Koa chuckled. “You’ll feel things you never thought possible, and things you thought were important mean nothing.”
Jon and Koa stood.
“If you all will excuse us, our sub requires our guidance,” Jon said and then laughed.
“Good luck,” Neil yelled as they walked out of the office.
Koa and Jon grinned at each other in anticipation.
****
At first, she couldn’t see anything. The room was pitch black. She felt around on the wall for a switch and exhaled when she found it.
Lights around the room turned on but remained dim, casting longer shadows. She closed the door behind her. Her heart tripped in her chest. The door clicked shut.
Her mouth fell open as her gaze skittered around the room. She suspected this was their personal playroom. She walked around, touching one thing after another. Mina ran her hands over the cool metal and warmer leather pads on some of the equipment.
The room seemed to have everything downstairs had but just smaller and more intricate in design. Her feet took her to one of the cabinets in the room and opened it. Her mouth fell open at the different types and sizes of floggers, crops, and canes. A shiver of unease raced up her spine.
She quickly shut the doors and turned to lean against them as her gaze skittered around the room.
She didn’t know why they hadn’t brought her in yet, and it started to bother her.
Did they not think she was strong enough?
They also hadn’t taken her into the Sanctuary when people were there.
Doubts were starting to take hold in her mind, and it was making her suspicious and miserable.
She tried so hard every day to be the best sub she could be.
She researched it extensively on the computer until her mind felt like it was going to explode.
It bothered her more than she thought it would that they’d never brought her to their personal playroom. She should feel apprehensive because she had never used any of it before in her life, but she knew the men wouldn’t hurt her.
She sighed. From then on, she’d pay attention to see what they kept her from or wouldn’t do to her that she’d read on the Internet. But later. She didn’t want her first trip to the playroom to be about punishment.
She raced across the room, turned off the lights, and pulled open the door at the same time she screamed.
“Where do you think you’re going, pet?” Koa growled and then took a step forward, backing her into the room.
Jon followed, turned the lights back on, and closed and locked the door. He turned to her and took up the same position Koa had with his arms crossed over his chest and his legs spread.
“Answer him,” Jon growled.
She wrung her hands in front of her and bit her lip. Her thoughts skittered around in her head until she knew she was defeated. There was no explanation of why she was in the room except to snoop. “I-I was curious. I know it wasn’t right, and I’m sorry.”
The men glanced at each other.
Koa lowered his eyebrows.
“Take off your clothes.”
She tried to calm her shaking and unbuttoned her blouse. She walked to the nearest apparatus and draped it over the bar. She did the same for her jeans, underwear, and sandals. She took a few steps toward them and stopped with her eyes down like a good little sub and waited for their instructions.
She stayed silent. She started to tense when she felt one of them close in on her. The tension inside her tightened. She sucked in a shuddering breath, balled her hands into fists at her side, and pressed her legs together to ease the ache that started to throb in her core.
She saw the other pair of loafers come into her line of sight, and then a sharp slap to her thighs. She gasped, and her eyes closed. Not in pain, but embarrassed because she knew he felt her cream that had drenched her inner thighs and just kept coming.
The hand came back in between her legs.
“Spread them,” Koa demanded.
She spread them instantly, relieved when Jon’s hands came to rest on her waist for support. She whimpered when Koa’s hand slid all the way up to the junction of her legs. A startled shriek burst from her throat when he thrust two large fingers up into her pussy.
“You’re very wet, pet.”
She hummed her agreement. She looked over her shoulder and caught Jon’s expression. A tearing pain swept through her at the cold look of disappointment on his face. She was unable to stop the tears that sprang from her eyes and slid down her cheeks. She covered her face as sobs tore from her.
The men shared a concerned glance.
“Why are you crying, baby?” Jon whispered in her ear as his arms surrounded her.
She shook her head and tore out of his arms.
“Mina, stop right there,” Jon demanded, and relaxed when she stopped immediately. “Turn around.” His jaw tightened at the despair on her face. “Tell us what’s wrong?”
She looked from one to the other. “I shouldn’t be here,” she murmured through her tears.
“Why are you saying that, pet?” Koa asked as he crossed his arms over his chest.
She shook her head and wrapped her arms around her waist. “I’m not good at being a sub, and you guys deserve a good one.”
“What makes you think you’re a bad sub, baby?” Jon asked.
“Because I keep messing up. You both told me to stay out of this room, and I disobeyed you because I was curious. A good sub wouldn’t disobey her Doms.”
The men shared a quick smile while her head was bowed.
Jon took the few steps to stand by Koa and copied his Dominant pose. “What if we told you we set it up so you would come in here?”
Mina’s tear-filled eyes sprang to Jon. “No, you didn’t.”
Both men nodded.
Her face contorted in confusion. “How? Why?”
“Because you try so hard to be what you think we want you to be. You’re hiding your true personality from us,” Jon stated.
“Besides the fact you’re giving us no reason to punish you,” Koa surmised.
Her mouth fell open. “But I thought you wanted me to be a good sub?”
The men closed the space in between them and Mina and flanked her.
Koa placed a finger under her chin and tilted her head up.
“We want you. We want the spirit you’ve tried to hide from us. We’ve caught glimpses of it, and we also like to punish little subs for their digressions.”
“But why?”
“The same reason you like to be spanked, pet,” Koa replied. He waited and watched as realization and understanding bloomed in her expression.
“So, I’m not bad,” she asked with a twinkle in her eyes.
Koa grunted. “No, baby. We think you’re a very good girl, and we couldn’t be happier with you.”
“I’m a good sub, but you guys are bad Doms?”
She bit her tongue to keep from laughing at the twin look of surprise on the guys’ faces.
“Why do you say that?” Jon asked.
“Because you trapped me into being naughty,” she said simply and then crossed her arms over her chest like she’d seen them do a hundred times.
Koa’s eyebrows shot up. “You really want to go there again?”
“Well, if I get punished for being bad, I think you should, too?”
Jon grunted.
Koa snorted. “That might happen in a normal relationship, pet, but it will never happen in ours. Now get over the spanking bench and bend down.”
She stilled, and her mouth opened.
“I’d do what I’m told if I were you,” Jon warned.
“But you guys tricked me. Why am I still being punished?”
“We might have unlocked the door, but you opened it and came in. We didn’t push you in, and the more you question us, the more swats your backside will feel.”
She heard the menacing timbre of Koa’s tone, and it made a shiver race down her spine. She spun and raced to the bench, bending over it the way they had shown her before.