Tamed by Texans (Doms of Destiny, Colorado 5)

“You still want this, don’t you? Us to train you? To show you about our lifestyle?”

“Yes, Sir. I do.”

He knew she was telling the truth, but sensed her old habits of self-protection remained. Building up her trust for him would be his pleasure.

“Now, where was I?” He looked at the time and realized he needed to hurry things along. They needed to be at TBK by nine this morning. “You don’t have to know the entire history of BDSM or even all the protocols right now, but Sean and I decide what happens and what doesn’t, understand?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Better.” He turned to Sean. “Shall I spank her pretty bottom or shall you?”

Out of the corner of his eye he saw her fingers curl into tiny fists of rebelliousness. God, this is going to be so fun with her.

“She disrespected you, Matt. I think it is only right for you to punish her.”

Her hand went up, making her look even cuter.

Sean laughed. “Looks like our sub has a question.”

“Yes, it does.” He lifted her up into his arms. He wanted to kiss her. He knew he shouldn’t, but couldn’t help himself, pressing his lips to hers. “What do you want to ask?”

“I didn’t mean to disrespect you, Master. I’m sorry.”

“That’s not your question, is it?”

“No. Are you going to spank me…Sir?” she asked, her tone almost giddy.

“Already topping from the bottom and we haven’t even really begun. You are going to be a handful, sweetheart.” He sat down on the bed, keeping a firm hold on her. “Yes, I’m going to spank you. You must understand who is in charge and although you’re sorry, you haven’t quite learned your lesson. But you will. I’ll make sure of that.” He flipped her around so that her bottom was in the best position. He grabbed the paddle. It was dark blue with holes in it. “What state are you in, sub? What color?”

“Green, Sir.”

He swung the paddle and connected it to her gorgeous ass twice. “Who is in charge?”

“Matt and Sean,” she answered incorrectly.

He smacked her sweet flesh again. “Who?”

“You and Sean, of course.”

Sean shook his head. “I know you can’t see it, Matt, but this naughty girl is smiling.”

He grinned. God, Jena was the best thing that had ever happened to him, but he needed to remain strong. This was her first sample of BDSM. He couldn’t get off on the wrong foot.

He slapped the paddle to her ass harder and heard her gasp.

“I mean Master Matt and Sir Sean,” she said quickly.

“Damn right we are.” He stood, lifting her into his arms again. “Time to learn how to get pleasure from us, baby.” He lowered her back onto the mattress. Seeing her lying there, naked and exposed for him and Sean, got his pulse burning. “Color?”

“Green. Very green.” The sass in her tone was still there. “Very green…Sir.”

“Sean, why don’t you use the vibrator on her and remind her again how that, too, can be used by us to earn her submission.”

“My pleasure.” Sean got the vibrator and turned it on. The whole room seemed to hum, but he knew it was only the toy. “What do you call me, sub?”

“What would you like me to call you?”

Sean turned off the vibrator. “I’ll ask you again. What do you call me?”