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had nothing to worry about. If people didn’t accept them for who they were, then to hell with them.
    Gunnar reached for a set of papers beside him. “Take these two application forms, and each of you fill one out. Bring them with you. There’s a map to my place on the last page. Remember, confidentiality is expected. You don’t talk about what goes on in the dungeon with anyone who isn’t a member.”
    He didn’t know many people in the area and had no clue who was a member or not other than Marc and Angelina.
    “I think I can probably teach you enough that first night and let you practice for a couple of days before I have you out again to check your form. But don’t you dare go near Megan with a whip until I give you the go-ahead. We’re going to work on precision and targeting first, nice and gentle. If you two decide you want a little more power later on, we can work on that, too. But I like that you’re starting out slowly. Now, why don’t we schedule the follow-ups, too, before the schedule gets too tight.”
    “Evenings are best for me, too, because the ranch work keeps me busy during the day.”
    “Perfect.” Gunnar jotted down handed him a slip of paper with the evenings he was available for two more sessions in the week to come, Ryder discussed where would be the best place to purchase a single tail, and Gunnar even pulled out some instructions on the oiling and caring for a new whip.
    Gunnar stood and Ryder did likewise. They shook hands. “I’m looking forward to seeing you and Megan at the party.”
    “Oh, how should we dress?”
    “Comfortably. If that means kink clothing, fine, but if you’re more comfortable in jeans and a t-shirt like me”—Gunnar indicated his casual attire—“go for it.”
    *     *     *
    Megan had butterflies clawing to get out of her stomach as she and Ryder walked into Gunnar’s residence through a special entrance. The darkened room was lit with flickering wall sconces simulating fire, and her gaze roamed the room, taking in the various stations with some familiar and some bizarre equipment.
    “Can I get you something to drink?”
    She didn’t expect to be doing any intensive scenes on their first visit but would be cautious anyway. “A water with lemon would be great. Thanks.”
    “I’ll turn in our forms, too.” As Ryder walked over to the bar, Megan took in her surroundings. What would her brothers think to find out she’d gone to a BDSM club? Well, they didn’t have to know everything about her.
    She spotted a St. Andrew’s cross, which immediately captured her attention. She’d dreamed of being bound to one ever since reading about it in Club Shadowlands , the first BDSM romance she’d ever read.
    She’d chosen a thin layer of clothing in order to experience whatever Ryder wanted to try tonight after his bullwhip lesson was over.
    As her eyes adjusted better, she saw movement to her right and turned to see Angelina Giardano approaching. While they’d only met twice, Megan liked her a lot and wanted to get to know her better.
    “Megan! Welcome! I’m so glad to see you’re into this, too.”
    “Well, we’re trying to learn more about it. This is my first time in a club other than in books.”
    “Gunnar’s is a great private place to play, although we’d stopped coming while I was getting my restaurant started. Living in Aspen Corners and working here, this is so much more convenient, although we try to get to the Masters at Arms once a month or so.”
    “I haven’t heard of that one. Where’s it located?”
    Angelina’s eyes widened. “Oh, it’s just a little place in Denver. Not one you’d want to bother going to since you’re living out here.”
    Her response seemed strange, but Megan didn’t really know the woman all that well. “Ryder and I are just beginning to get settled in but are dying to come and try your restaurant. I’m hearing good things.”
    Angelina beamed. “Let me know ahead of time, and I’ll