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incredibly stubborn. After years of hospital administration and dealing with doctors, she can hold her tongue under any torment we can devise.”
    “A sucker bet, huh?” Logan studied the two subs and smiled. “So how about another bet. Whichever sub comes last on a—let’s see—a mid setting.”
    “You’re on.” Simon turned. “Rona, you may not come without my permission. Do you understand?”
    The woman opened her eyes, glazed with need. “Yes, Master.”
    Logan gave the same instruction to Rebecca.
    Jake shook his head and moved Kallie away. Rona was going to lose this one, no matter how much discipline she had. With the rabbit’s tiny ears flickering right on her clit, she didn’t have a chance.
    He glanced down. From the way Kallie had stared at the toys, she hadn’t experimented much on her own. Yes, she seemed like a no-frills vibrator type, if she owned one at all. He smiled. A beginner’s introduction to toys was definitely in order. And maybe something else… He ran his hand over her ass, pleasantly round and soft. “By the way, sprite…”
    She looked up at him, sexual energy virtually streaming from her. Damned if he didn’t want to bend her over a bench and… He took a slow breath and ran a thumb along her soft lower lip. There would be time.
    First he’d teach her a little more of the joys of submission. And that brought him back to another thought. “Later tonight, I will require you to not come until I give you permission. Is that going to be difficult for you?”
    After she shook her head, a frown crossed her face, and she bit her lip.
    He smothered a grin. Probably didn’t usually come without a lot of work, but in a steamy atmosphere like this party and with the sexual dynamic between them off the charts, she obviously realized holding off an orgasm wouldn’t be easy. Excellent. One more thing for a little submissive to worry about.
    It was a fine balance with new submissives—they needed to feel comfortable enough to give themselves, but they also wanted to know they really didn’t have any control. Halfway domination just didn’t cut it.
    Close to the front door, he halted. Angela had covered her girlfriend’s breasts with wax and, from the drops of water here and there, had varied it with ice play. Now she held the candle, working her way, drop by drop, down the sub’s stomach toward her pussy. With each tiny, hot impact, the sub’s stomach quivered and her hips tilted away, then up. Pain and arousal, intimately mingled.
    Jake studied Kallie’s face and kept his arm around her waist. Every time Angela tipped the candle to let the wax fall, Kallie flinched. Nope, this wouldn’t be her play, at least not tonight.
    As he started to turn toward the other side of the room, Angela dropped wax right onto the woman’s clit. The sub let out a high-pitched “ahhh” of pain, and then escalating shrieks as she came hard and long. Jake smothered a grin at the horrified…fascinated…look in Kallie’s wide eyes.
    “Come along, sub,” he said, guiding her toward the other end of the room where Caron was using a single-tail on a new male sub.
    A few minutes later, he could tell from Kallie’s reaction to the long streaks crisscrossing the man’s back, she wasn’t into serious pain. Then again, tastes changed. For now, toys and spanking, exhibitionism, dominance. It added up to a nice beginning. For tonight only—and the regret he felt at that limitation increased his resolve.
    Speaking of toys… He led Kallie over to his bag and pulled out one of his favorites.
     
    Still trying to process the different things people had been doing, Kallie took a minute to react to the object Jake had picked up. Only about two inches around, it appeared to be an amber butterfly tethered by four black straps. It even had tiny antennae. Oh God. Nerves ran up her spine like spider feet. “What’s that?”
    Her question earned her a frown that silenced her again. He went down on one knee in