Page 54 of To Catch a Sub

“Ice cube,” Rolf demanded, and Naughty passed him a single ice cube.

Baby screamed when he rubbed it over her clit, but though her thighs trembled, she didn’t close them. When there was only a sliver left, he slid the ice cube into Baby’s pussy, pushing it deep with one finger.

“You’re so beautiful like this.” Rolf stroked Baby’s inner thighs as he praised her.

Baby spread her thighs even wider, silently offering him her pussy. “Thank you, Master.”

“You’re going to stay right like this while I plug the others, aren’t you?”

“Yes, Master.”

“Good girl.”

The club Colette was trained in was in Germany, but the lingua franca of the club was English. Which meant that for Colette, English was the language of kink, and hearing a Dom say, “good girl,” even if it wasn’t to her, caused a reaction.

“When you submit, are you a good girl?” Landon’s lips brushed her hair as he spoke. “Or are you a brat, like Baby was at the beginning?”

“I’ve seen brattier,” she shot back, but her voice was breathy.

“So have I.” Landon pulled her wrists back, until her hands were alongside his hips. She flatted her palms against the warm leather of his pants.

His erection was a noticeable bulge against the top of her ass, even with the leather pants between them.

“You told Andrei you can be a good girl.” Landon’s lips slid along her temple. “Are you going to be my good girl?”

Landon’s question rattled around in her head, but she was saved from answering by Toy’s long, low moan.

He was still on his hands and knees on the floor, Rolf now beside him. Rolf had on fresh gloves and was once more fucking a sub’s rear entrance with his fingers. He was rougher with Toy, pounding two fingers into the other man’s ass so hard Toy lurched forward with each thrust.

The plug was different too, with a bulge on one side of the otherwise smooth taper. Probably a prostate stimulator.

Once the plug was in place, Rolf shifted the string of the thong back into place between Toy’s ass cheeks. When Toy stood, a slight widening of his ass crack where the base of the plug was made it very obvious to anyone who cared to look that Toy’s ass was full.

Finally Rolf turned to Kitten. She hadn’t moved as the others were plugged, and still stood with her head down, hands at her sides.

Rolf patted Baby’s bare thigh, where the other sub still sat on the bar, legs spread. “Come here, Kitten.”

Kitten walked over, and without further instructions bent over, laying her cheek on Baby’s thigh, her hands clasped together behind her back. Rolf quickly connected her cuffs with a small latch that had been hidden by fluffy fur, so now her bound wrists rested on the small of her back.

Rolf eased down her panties, stroking the curve of her ass with his bare hand before pulling on fresh gloves.

He was slow and gentle with Kitten, the hand not working to penetrate her ass constantly touching and stroking her. Rolf’s lips were moving, probably praising Kitten, but Colette couldn’t hear what he was saying.

Her own breathing and heartbeat were too loud, muting almost all other sounds. The one thing she could hear was Landon’s heavy breaths behind her. She could hear them, and feel them against her temple, the same way she felt his chest against her back and his cock against her ass.

She flexed her fingers against his hips, and his breath caught.

Knowing even that small touch affected him made her feel powerful, even as she yearned to give up all control.

Rolf eased a plug into Kitten’s ass, not stopping even when she danced up on her toes and made a sweet whimpering sound.

“Every other club sub has a plug in their ass,” Landon whispered. “Shall I put you over my knee and plug you, too?”

Yes. Please.

And then what?

Then every time she moved, she’d be reminded who she belonged to for the night.