Tamed by Texans (Doms of Destiny, Colorado 5)

She was shocked to see what they’d done to the room. All the furniture was pushed back to one corner. She sat down in the folding chair, feeling the coolness of the metal on her ass through her silk panties. On the floor next to her feet was a white sheet filled with all kinds of sex toys. The dildos and paddles she recognized. The others, she didn’t.

“Before we begin, Jena, we need to talk to you about protocols,” Matt told her. “First things first. Safe words. The submissive—that’s you—isn’t without her own power. The sub can end any scene with a single word. BDSM is about pushing limits, but not going past them. Trust is the key. We will always honor your boundaries. The only requirement we have is for you to use your safe words. That lets us know how you’re feeling with what we are doing to you. Understand?”

“Yes.” She loved how serious Matt and Sean were taking this. They were being so patient with her.

“We’re going to use some tried and true words.” Sean put his hands gently on her bare shoulders, making her warm. “Like a traffic light. Red will mean stop. Green is go. Yellow is caution. Got it?”

“I do.”

“Very good,” Matt said. “Next, once we begin and until we end this lesson, you will address me and Sean as ‘Sir’ or ‘Master.’ Do you understand?”

“Yes, Master.” She liked this play. Liked it very much.

“This is going to be a mini-lesson, Jena. Matt and I will be learning so much more about you tonight,” Sean said. “All those toys you eyed a moment ago will likely remain where they are.”

“Not quite all,” Matt said with a wicked grin.

“Yes, Master,” she said, getting into the spirit.

They both laughed.

“Our girl is going to be trouble,” Sean said. “We might use a few things tonight, but this lesson is going to be pretty vanilla.”

“I like vanilla, but what are the other flavors, Sir?”

“Trouble with a capital T.” Matt bent down and pinched both of her nipples through her bra.

The sting shocked her, but the sensation it delivered quickly had her squirming on the chair.

“What color are you right now, sub?” Matt asked firmly.

“Green, Master,” she confessed, feeling warmth wash over her. “Green is my favorite color. Have I ever told you that before? I want more green, Sirs.”

“We have our hands full with this one, Matt,” Sean said, smiling.

“You’re telling me.” Matt stroked her hair. “She’s so freaking eager.”

“True, but she’s got to know who’s in charge.” Sean tugged on her hair, forcing her head to tilt back a bit.

She gazed into his eyes, which were tugging on her heart.

“That’s better, baby.” He removed her bra and tossed it to the side.

Her nipples tightened as he cupped her breasts.

“Stand up.” Sean’s commanding tone made her tremble.

She obeyed. “Like this, Sir?”

He and Matt smiled.

Matt stepped forward and Sean grabbed one of the vibrators.

“Color?” Matt’s fingers curled around the top of her panties.

“Green, Master.” So freaking green!

As he pulled her silk thong down to her ankles, she heard the hum of the vibrator in Sean’s hand.