Bought (His For A Week)

Derek handed out the drinks, which Kimani declined.

“My chef is away because his wife is in labor,” Jake announced, “so I sent Vince to get pizza. Tomorrow, one of you sluts is responsible for making lunch and dinner.”

“I don’t cook,” Lisa replied.

“Neither do I,” Ryan echoed. “I can maybe make Ramen if you have any around.”

“Well, you’re gonna have to learn to cook or suffer the consequences,” Jake said. “I’m gonna lay down some ground rules here. This is how it works in my cabin. You sluts do whatever the fuck we tell you. You sleep downstairs. You call us Master—each and every fucking one of us. And if you’re good sluts, you’ll get rewarded. If not, you get punished.”

Kimani’s jaw tightened.

“So live it up while you can tonight. Tomorrow, we get serious,” Jake finished. He wrapped his arm around Claire, who was wearing a skirt and top borrowed from Ryan. “Right, slut?”

“Yes, Master,” she answered.

Lisa draped an arm over Jason’s shoulder. “Can’t wait for the fun to begin. Master.”

After getting two glasses of water, Ben walked over to Kimani, who stood by the porch railing. Against the backdrop of the sun setting behind the lake, with the sky colored by vibrant orange and pink hues, she looked like something out of a romance flick.

Accepting the water, she seemed a little surprised. “Thank you. You’re not going to try to get me drunk?”

“The way I play, it’s best the sub retain all her faculties,” he said.

Her lashes gave a quick flutter, and she drank the water as if it were alcohol she needed to fortify her nerves.

“Are you suggesting you play...hard?” she asked.

“I’ve never read that Fifty Shades book, but my sister told me all about it. Let’s just say that Christian Grey sounds like a tame little puppy.”

“You get off on inflicting pain on women?”

He returned a cool stare. There was heat in her tone. If she was open to BDSM, why did she ask such a question?

“If she does, then yes,” he replied.

“If she doesn’t, then you wouldn’t?”

“That would be logical.”

“So, if a woman didn’t want to do a particular thing, you wouldn’t make her?”

“Why do you ask?”

“It’s just that your buddy Jake said we’re supposed to do whatever the fuck you tell us.”

“He’s not my buddy. But I thought that’s what you signed up for?”

“What if I changed my mind?”

Shit. It wasn’t what he wanted to hear. “Changed your mind about what?”

She took a deeper breath. “About sex with a stranger.”

“Do you have a problem with that?”

“Not exactly.”

“Sex with a stranger isn’t something new, is it?”