Page 112 of To Catch a Sub

She loved him, and it changed nothing.

Colette pulled on the night dress, smoothing it down. She wanted to turn to him, to say something flippant that would reassert their previous dynamic.

She couldn’t find the words. Or maybe there was nothing she could say that would undo the damage. Without another word, Colette slipped through the connecting door into her room.

Landon didn’t follow her.

* * *

Colette looked back over her shoulder at the reflection of her ass in the mirror. The uniform she’d found tucked into her cubby today was an all-black corset and panties.

She was glad for the color—no need to double up to avoid wet spots.

What she was less thrilled about was the cut of the underwear. Rather than showing off the bottom of the butt cheek, these were cut high across the ass, almost like a thong, leaving most of her ass exposed. An ass that bore marks from last night’s spanking. Anyone who looked at her would know she’d been thoroughly used.

The door to the supply room opened and Andrei walked in, followed closely by Rolf.

The good-sized room now felt small, especially with Rolf looming by the door.

Colette faced them and pointed at her outfit. “This isn’t a club-sub uniform.”

“As a club sub, your uniform is whatever I give you,” Andrei said with a wicked smile.

Colette narrowed her eyes. “You picked these?”

“I did. Those panties show your ass, and I wanted to see what was left after he spanked you.” Andrei eyed the mirror, and she realized that though she faced him and Rolf, they could clearly see the reflection of her backside. “Hurts to sit?”

“That’s not your place,” Rolf said. “Landon is her Dom.”

“I did her aftercare last night,” Andrei countered. “At least the emotional part. I didn’t get to do the physical.”

Rolf frowned. “What do you mean?”

“You missed her throwing a butt plug at Landon’s head. It was fantastic.”

Rolf’s attention shifted to her, and in the space of a breath he shifted from reserved and formal to intent but languid. His gaze raked her, eyes half-closed.

“You had to quit a scene?” Rolf walked towards her, and Colette fought the urge to step back.

“Yes.”

“There was no aftercare?”

“Not exactly. I got cuddles from Andrei.” And then I tied Landon to a bed and fucked him.

“Then she fucked Landon,” Andrei said.

Colette narrowed her eyes at him. She hadn’t been planning to admit that part.

Rolf paused, looking back over his shoulder at Andrei. “What?”

“After she had to safe word out of the scene, she went back and fucked Landon.”

“Why do you know this?” Rolf demanded.

“Because I helped.”

“You were in the room?” Poor Rolf sounded baffled.