As I walked into the living room, they were kneeling, perfectly still and looking beautiful. Dakota’s innocent perfection always drew me in when he looked so submissive, but Wade’s stronger-looking masculinity was just as alluring in the sexy costume.
It had to be Dakota’s idea. Wade was too shy around me still to have set this up, but if he hadn’t safeworded or walked out when Dakota had talked him into this, I had to assume it was fine with him.
I was going to watch his reactions closely just to be sure, however. But I knew it was going to be a balance between being careful and being overcareful which would make him think he wasn’t desirable or that I didn’t want to have even a modified type of scene with him.
Dakota and I were going to have a talk on springing surprises on me without a longer text message. A few more details and limits would’ve been helpful.
But I wouldn’t trade this sight for any text message in the world, so I wasn’t going to fuss too much. Just enough for him to think about a punishment or spanking later.
“My slaves had one simple instruction…to wait quietly while I saw to our feast, but you could not follow even that simple command.” I’d let my voice go deep with a hint of possession and I saw both omegas shiver as they tried to stay still.
Dakota had thought of everything, including my throne and a table next to it for the food. The chair was centered in the middle of the room with a black silken sheet draped over it, and it looked surprisingly sexy for an improvised scene.
As I set the food down, I straightened and folded my arms across my chest and shook my head. “I’d wanted to reward my new slaves for being so beautifully obedient, but I’m starting to think that the rumors about the omegas to the west are correct. Incorrigible and untrainable.”
As I made a low tsking sound, Dakota looked up, giving me pleading eyes even as his cock strained against the fabric of the tiniest pair of underwear I’d ever seen. The pouch barely covered his erection and I knew if he stood up, the base of his dick would be free from the restraint.
“Master, we were just so excited to get to please you.” He shifted just enough that the pouch strained even more as his chest leaned closer. The act was very deliberate and very sexy.
Seeing me play along must have relaxed Wade because he gave me a matching look, but his was much more genuine which had me questioning how easily he slipped into subspace. “It was my fault…Master. I was so excited.”
There was the barest hesitation in his voice. It would’ve sounded odd to explain it, but hearing that split second of second-guessing made me more confident that he’d thought through what he was doing.
But his words about being excited felt too real to be just part of the role. He was looking forward to the scene. I just wished Dakota had given me more of an idea about what Wade had agreed to.
“If my newest slaves cannot be obedient on their own, I will be more than happy to step in and teach them what it means to belong to a Master.” The Dom in the story had been dark and mysterious for most of the book, teasing with a gentle touch and teaching the omegas in the harem to crave the painful pleasure of his discipline.
The love scenes in that book were some of the hottest he’d written and readers had held their breath through the whole thing, waiting to see if they would actually fall in love. Rowan had actually called me, screaming that I had to read the end first and tell him if they got together.
He’d gotten just a little wound up in the storyline…not that I’d been much better.
Both of my little slaves made quiet, desperate noises as they stared up at me with needy expressions. Dakota was the one who actually responded, though. “We’re very sorry, Master.”
He reached over slowly and took Wade’s hand, lacing their fingers together. In the book, two of the omegas had seduced their Master during this scene, so I had a feeling that was the impression Dakota was trying to give. “Please give us another chance.”
The desire in his voice and the way his cock jerked under the almost completely sheer