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“
Katie, are you
okay?”

She jerked her head up,
surprised to find herself standing next to Quinn and Leo’s private
table and Quinn’s gaze boring into hers with concern.

“
Yeah—uhm—I’m fine.” She
tamped down her nervousness as best she could and gave him a small
smile.

“
Good, then you can sit here
and watch while you wait, if you would like.”

She looked at the table of
women all waiting for their turn at the ropes and her stomach
fluttered all over again. She didn’t want to be one of their
groupies, she just wanted to watch. This up close and personal, she
didn’t think she could hide just how turned on she would get. Nor
did she want to be compared to the bevy of women who hovered here,
hoping they would get picked next.

“
Quinn—I’m not so
sure—”

He pressed his fingers to
her lips to quiet her words. “I am sure and Leo is sure. You have
to start trusting sometime, Katie.” With that he turned and walked
over to the platform to join Leo in tying up their latest volunteer
for the swing. Leo glanced over to her and smiled at Quinn with the
wickedest looking grin she had ever seen. The kind of
oh, shit
look that made
her realize how serious they were about this.

****

Two hours later, Katie
still waited at the table but had begun fidgeting in the chair. Her
fingers tapped out the rhythm of the song playing through the club
against the edge of the table, and her gaze darted everywhere in an
attempt to not look at the ropes. Quinn and Leo had tied girl after
girl without another word to her and her patience had run out. She
wanted to either scream in frustration about being left waiting so
long or stomp from the club like a child. She’d told Quinn that she
wasn’t ready for this yet, but he and Leo had apparently been
discussing her at length. She’d watched and waited for weeks and
couldn’t be more surprised that they’d done the same. But this
waiting was killing her.

She wanted to let her
guard down and give them a chance, but the longer she sat there
thinking about it the more she wanted to bolt. Doubts continued to
plague her as she watched each new girl approach them. Why would
they want to be the ones to teach her? It had been far easier to
stay on the sidelines at a good distance and just observe. She
glanced down at her cell phone for the umpteenth time to check the
clock. Things would be winding down before long, so maybe they
wouldn’t put her on display. She could hope.

Earlier in the evening
when she walked through the VIP doors, the first person she’d
noticed was Leo leaning against a barstool dressed in a navy blue
tee and looking through the crowd with a watchful eye. She couldn’t
resist staring at him. She’d heard many women in the club say that
his bald head and tribal tattoo around his neck made him look
scary. She couldn’t disagree more. The man was sexy as sin from top
to bottom. Given half the chance, she’d rub all over him like a cat
in heat.

When he caught her
watching him she had immediately become self-conscious. Maybe
wearing her new slim skirt and a simple black corset hadn’t been
such a great idea. She had decided to leave her hair down tonight,
thinking the red of it against the pale color of her skin and the
dark as night corset would look good. She brushed her hands down
the fabric covering her torso—she loved the new corset she’d
bought. It made her feel feminine, not to mention it took several
inches off her waist. If she hadn’t known better she could have
sworn the look in Leo’s eyes said she looked good enough to
eat.

“
You look really nervous
sitting there. Have you never done this before?”

Katie looked at the woman
sitting across the table. “No, this is my first time.”

“
You don’t have anything to
worry about. Quinn and Leo there know just how to handle a
woman.”

The way the words rolled
from the woman’s mouth sounded like experience, and sexy as hell.
The dreamy look in her eyes as she watched the two men grated on
Katie’s nerves. She so didn’t belong here.

She glanced again at the
time, then at the tiny blonde woman with enormous silicone tits
that were completely bare except for two X’s of black tape covering
her generous nipples. The club would be closing soon, making the
blonde the last customer of the night.

So much for it being her
time.

She shook her head and
turned back to the woman at the table. “Yes, I just bet they
do.”

The woman must have caught
the sarcasm in her response because she swung her head to look at
Katie with a sharp, laughing look in her eyes.

“
They have been eyeing you
for a long time, sweetie, just waiting for you to be
ready.”

“
Uh huh.”

She flashed a quick smile.
“You have no idea what you’re in for, do you? Well, I guess it
doesn’t really matter. They’ll be sure to let you know when they
are good and ready. The question you have to ask yourself is, are
you ready?” She stood and walked away from the table and up to Leo
and Quinn. She kissed them both soundly on the mouth and told them
good luck. She stopped again at the table on her way to the door.
“Tonight you are the envy of every woman in the club.”

She walked through the
exit, leaving Katie in a state of shock.

Leo leaned over the girl
attached to the rope swing between them and spoke to Quinn.
Whatever he said made him look over at her, and she fought not to
squirm under his gaze. Quinn laughed and left the platform and
headed directly for her.

Uh oh.

He dismissed the other
women at the table and seated himself next to Katie.

“
Having fun?” He took a swig
of water from the bottle he’d left on the table earlier.

“
Not really. Your groupies
are the most boring women I have ever met. Although just calling
them women is a stretch.”

He couldn’t hold back a
smile on that one. She’d hit the nail on the head and not even he
could deny it. Not many women who came to Purgatory and lined up
for the rope swing were really all that affected by the touch of
the rope, at least not that she could see. Instead they were just
looking for a cheap thrill.

“
Leo and I have learned to
tune them out. You do get used to it after a while.” He leaned in
closer, enough to whisper in her ear. “You’re fidgeting, Katie.
Why?”

“
I thought you brought me
down here to be tied into the swing.”

“
You thought we were going
to do that here?” Leo’s voice sounded from over Quinn’s
shoulder.

“
Well—uhm—yeah, I guess so.”
Feeling embarrassed, she hoped her face wasn’t as red as she
thought.

“
I might not have been
completely clear as to when...”

“
What do you mean?” She
whispered the question, anger filling her as she spoke. She
uncrossed her legs and moved to stand—it was time to go. She’d
thought to offer them her submission, but for some reason they
simply wanted to humiliate her.

Leo placed his hands on
her shoulder and took the seat behind her. “Your first time
shouldn’t be in public, but it should be now and with us. Do you
really want to deny it? You should probably think about that before
answering me. I expect you to be honest with yourself as well as
with us. Anything else will be met with punishment.”

Katie’s cheeks flushed hot
at Leo’s words as she stumbled with a response. “I—I—would never be
dishonest.”

“
That’s not what I meant and
you know it, sweetheart. You have a good heart, but you hide behind
your wall. You want to submit but you won’t open yourself up to
it.” Leo’s fingers tapped along her shoulders, rubbing the bare
flesh. “But that’s what we’re here for. We are both going to ask a
lot of you tonight, are you prepared for that? Do you want
it?”

Her gaze lifted and met
Quinn’s directly as she struggled with the irritation and fear. His
laughter had been replaced with an intensity that took her breath
away and made it difficult to look at him.

Katie glanced again at
Quinn but focused on Leo touching her. She’d waited so long to hear
the words, she wasn’t sure she could believe them. Yes, she wanted
them, but would she ever be the same again afterwards?

Leo was right, though, her
own issues prevented her from giving in and really she just needed
to relax and live a little.

“
I’m scared.”

“
If you weren’t I don’t
think either of us would be talking to you. We both take your
submission very seriously.” Leo continued to massage and stroke her
shoulders and she damn near melted into his skillful hands, it felt
so good. They’d kept her on edge for hours and she’d soaked her
panties in anticipation of their touch. Now here they were, and
they were giving her one last chance to back out. She wasn’t going
to take it.

“
I’m sure.” Her quiet,
simple statement brought out a wicked grin on Quinn’s face, and Leo
pressed his lips to the back of her neck while his hands continued
to roam her arms and torso.

“
I can’t wait to get you out
of this corset and tie you up for myself.” Leo’s words sent a quick
pulse straight to her already tight nipples and renewed heat pooled
between her thighs.

When Quinn leaned forward
and placed his hands on her knees, she nearly shot out of the
chair. His touch electrified her.

“
Spread your legs for me,
Katie,” he demanded.

Surprised by the sudden
changes of the two men, she hesitated before letting her legs fall
slightly apart, giving Quinn the access he sought. Grateful she’d
taken the time to pamper her body before she came to the club, she
held her breath as his fingers slid up her thighs and underneath
the hem of her skirt.

“
Are you wet, sweetheart?”
She shivered at the kiss of Leo’s warm breath on her skin as he
spoke to her again, trying to distract her from the fact that Quinn
was scant inches away from her pussy.

“
Yes.” Her husky answer gave
away just how aroused she was, but did little to relieve the
tension building or the wanting for them to hurry up and get on
with it. In fact, she was beginning to care less and less about
being in public, which gave her a better understanding as to why so
many submissives in the club went so far in their play with others
watching. At some point during the play there comes a time, she
knew, when you don’t care about anything but feeling. Something
that no amount of research or observation could make someone
understand.

She closed her eyes and
held her breath when Quinn grazed the soft fabric between her legs.
She bucked her hips toward his hand and a small groan escaped her
lips.

“
Oh yeah, Leo, she’s ready.
So fucking wet and hot.” His fingers pushed aside her panties and
slid through her slick folds, glancing across her swollen clit. She
whimpered in pleasure as Leo grabbed her chin and twisted her head
to the side so he could capture her lips in a hungry and demanding
kiss. Pleasure arrowed through her as one man teased her clit and
the other kissed her senseless. Losing focus, her instincts took
over and her body began to build toward an orgasm. When she didn’t
think she could hold it back, she tore her mouth from Leo and
pleaded for more.

“
No, baby, not yet.” With
that statement Quinn gave her clit a hard little pinch that took
not only her breath but also quelled her impending orgasm. Moments
later she panted for air and her eyes watered with threatening
tears. “Just breathe, Katie, in through your nose and out of your
mouth. Open your eyes and look at me.”

She did open her eyes and
looked around to see several people watching her display before
settling her gaze on Quinn. Her body flushed hotly with
embarrassment as he withdrew his hand and resettled her skirt back
in place.

“
I think we’re done here and
it’s time to go home.” For a minute she thought Leo meant they were
done with her and wanted her to go on her way, but then he stood
and grabbed her hand to pull her along with him. “Give your keys to
Quinn so he can follow us with your car, you’re going home with
us.”

She didn’t argue, she
couldn’t. Her body raged with need and a desire for these two men
like never before. She figured even one night of pleasure with the
elusive men would last her a very long time, and she wasn’t about
to turn it down.

****

Surprised by how quickly
they arrived at their place, she became fascinated with the
one-room loft in the industrial area of downtown. The large space
was essentially split in half with a small open-air kitchen and
large living area filled with leather couches and chairs and enough
electronics to make any Best Buy geek jealous. At each end of the
room were large, king-sized beds covered with black suede
comforters and a couple of chest of drawers. The walls were covered
with framed black and white prints of women in various states of
undress and tied in every possible position an imagination could
think of.

But it was the idea that
the two of them lived together with no privacy from the other that
intrigued her the most. She’d often wondered if they were lovers as
they seemed so in sync with each other, not to mention all the
stories she’d heard about them sharing women when they played. Did
they share each other when there weren’t any women around? An image
of their naked bodies writhing on one of those beds together
flashed through her mind and she let out a low moan.