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Dante had been created specifically to be lusciously rebellious, undisciplined, and defiant.
    No one knew better than Neo how desperately people wanted a pleasure servant who didn’t obey blindly. One who could give orders, push a patron to her knees and swat her ass with firm, sharp strokes that brought her to the edge of ecstasy with each flare of pain flashing across her buttocks.
    But if such a pleasure servant had been created, Neo would be out of a job. Still, the possibility thrilled him to the core. He’d spent years training the Academy’s male graduates to be the dominant specimens so many patrons demanded. He spent months with them trying to undo the damage the Academy’s priestesses had done. Nothing helped much. Oh, the men were able to wield a whip when he was through with them, but the blows they delivered were mere kisses compared to what their masters really craved.
    Unfortunately, there wasn’t much Neo could do about that. A slave’s subservient nature was part of who he was, his DNA specifically crafted to provide a pleasure drone with little ability to resist a patron’s wishes, much less bluntly refuse and turn the tables on his master.
    That was exactly why Neo’s skills were in such high demand, both as a trainer and as a Dominant himself. Master Neo was a different man than Captain Neo, but his ability to command remained unchanged from one persona to the next.
    How ironic, then, that he’d be labeled a sexual deviant by other officers if the government had refused to license his work. He charged for his services, and the Terran government received a large percentage of his profit. For that, he had their blessing, but it didn’t mean he was willing to divulge the duality of his personality to his officers.
    Until today. The opportunity with which Dante had presented him had been too good to pass up.
    Neo had been eager to infiltrate the grounds of the
Pleasure
Academy
for years, but its mysteries were off-limits to him as a government official, and the priestesses had no need of a Dominant.
    He’d spent enough time with pleasure servants to know there were secrets within these hallowed walls, secrets that were forbidden to him. Even the servants in training didn’t know anything more than what they’d heard whispered in darkened corners by priestesses who thought they were alone.
    Unfortunately, Neo hadn’t learned much from the pleasure servants. But there was a wealth of information to be had from a priestess…or if he played his cards right, from the High Priestess herself.
    Whatever was going on behind closed doors at the Academy went against everything the Terran government believed in. It was Neo’s duty to find out what kind of deviant behavior went on inside and bring those involved to justice. If the High Priestess was offering the sexual talents of her priestesses outside the government’s sanctioned service, then she’d be punished like everyone else.
    “Stand,” Neo commanded, his voice thick with desire.
    Shit . When had that happened? He was the one in control here. He’d been mastering his own sexual impulses long before he’d learned to master the sexual demands of others, and he was damned good at doing both.
    Scowling, he pulled back out of Dante’s reach and cupped his saliva-slicked shaft as the man rose to his feet. Sophia went to stand beside him, the back of her hand gliding across Dante’s. The pleasure servant glanced down at her, the fury in his eyes softening for an instant as he inhaled deeply and wrapped his arm around her, pulling her close. She didn’t fight him. For a fraction of a second, she looked as though she might lean against him, but then eased herself out of his arms, shrugging him off.
    Odd . Actually, the whole thing was fucking bizarre. She still stood too close, as though wanting to reassure the collared slave. And he let her.
    Neo’s nostrils flared. If he hadn’t already been certain that something untoward was happening,