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slow. "See to it that you do it. See to it that I dominate seeing to you doing it. What are you not getting about this? You are here to learn how to submit to authority. I'm that authority. You are here to teach your sub to do the same. Comprende?"
    " So…" Steve began, "you help by…watching us sell pornographic paraphernalia."
    T he preacher eyed Steve for a few seconds. "Steve…" he began, his tone seeming extra careful, "Don't be a fucker. It's not pornographic paraphernalia until it's used for that. Got it?" His tone bit at the end with annoyance.
    I fought the quirk in my lip, hating that he was fucking right. I didn't want him being right. About anything. "So what will you be doing?"
    " Making sure our team succeeds."
    " By…" I raised my brows in annoyed wonder.
    " By kicking your ass when you fuck up." Like that was the all-encompassing cure-all.
    " My ass."
    " You're the Dom over your team. I'm the Dom over you. They fuck up, you pay. I fail to change your ways, then we all pay." His brow crimped with perplexity. "You've been in the lifestyle for how many years? And you don't have a handle on the chain of command?"
    I glared at him, pissed. Something about what he was saying chapped my balls. He talked about the D/s like it was some kind of military operation. "It's a lot more than just tactical procedures, preacher."
    He stared back at me, a smiley face threatening. "Oh, that it is. But fail to get the military aspects of it Bane, and you will not achieve a fucking thing. Mission failed."
    " Love doesn't work that way, it doesn't…it isn't confined to those kinds of rules."
    More long staring and stupid laughter in his eyes. "My brother..." added headshakes for many seconds, "love made those rules."
    I sat there , bound in a prison of strange confusion. The concept he'd just given was like a… tiger-snake-frog that I could only stare at with repulsed curiosity.  Love made the military rules? I wasn't sure how, exactly, but that was ridiculous bullshit.
    " So…" Steve adjusted himself next to me. "You'll be teaching Lucian to dominate selling…dildos?"
    " How to dominate whatever the fuck assignment we have, Steve."
    " Which happens to be…selling dildos to toy stores."
    Steve 's suicidal words ushered in a scary span of silence.
    " As stupid as that is…" the preacher drawled, "that's the assignment all of you will dominate. Three businesses. Three intelligent people, I pray. Three wins. Like a holy fucking trinity."
    Steve gave a deplorable huff before muttering under his breath, "Selling dildos."
    I looked at Steve, floored with his desire to die.
    " I'm not asking you to use them, Steve." But the preacher's tone said he could and would if he didn't correct his attitude.
    Steve read the threat loud and clear. "True. Very true."
    " What's your plan, Bane?" The preacher flicked a piece of whittled wood at the fire before angling his dark gaze at me. He obviously expected me to have one. Come up with one.
    Ideas crept in like slow dawning light in a nightmare. "Well, for starters, we'd need to know all we can about the businesses. Their employers and employees, current sales and marketing strategies, any and all pros and cons we can use for leverage." I rubbed my hands slowly along my legs, ideas gaining momentum. "We can find all that online."
    H e whittled again. "You see any online around here Bane?"
    " No, but we could… make a run into town and access internet services at a public facility."
    " Like a hotel!" Steve gave a bright idea clap of his hands.
    Preacher eyed me directly as though trying to read my mind. I returned his stare with a cool one, mentally locking all doors around my thoughts, just in case he did have some crazy ability. He gave a slow grin. "We'll have dinner and finish settling in, then head into town. You'll do your recon and we'll be back tonight where you'll put together a comprehensive plan and we'll begin executing it in the morning. Glad you're up for the hike."
    Hike?