Neely gasped in shock. “No big deal? You clearly have not been punished before! Chances are, my ass is going to be paddled with the dreaded hairbrush, paddle, or even Caine’s belt.”
For some bizarre reason, when Rebecca heard Neely mention Caine’s belt, a little tingle happened between her legs as her butt cheeks clenched.
“Vance has a paddle for the more severe punishments. I feel it for the next couple days after it’s been used on me. He’ll probably plug me, too,” Coley added.
Neely nodded, but Rebecca didn’t understand. “Plug you? What do you mean?”
“Butt plug. Vance knows I hate getting a spanking with a plug in me at the same time. It makes it where I can’t clench, or if I do clench, the plug is much worse. It’s a no win situation.”
A soft throbbing in her pussy had Rebecca confused. Why did the mention of a belt and a plug have her body aroused? Deep down there was a part of her that wished she had called Sawyer after all. Maybe she really wanted to see what this whole punishment thing was all about. Was she insane?
“How long do you think we’re going to be here?” she asked, trying to change the subject. She looked around. She wanted to sit down, but she had the choice of sitting by Pirate Woman or the snoring one-shoed lady. Neither option appealed to her.
“Not long enough,” Neely said as she crossed her arms and pouted. “I want as much time as possible to pass so Caine can cool down. He’s not going to be happy that his wife has been arrested. I’m sure he knows many of these cops and is going to be embarrassed.”
“Yeah, it didn’t help our situation that you tried to name drop his name to get us out of trouble. They knew him, and I think that is part of the reason they brought us in,” Coley added.
“I thought it would help get us out of it,” Neely defended herself.
“You were too stoned to know anything,” Rebecca shot out.
A loud snort, gurgle and choke from the one-shoed sleeping lady interrupted their chatter. Everyone remained silent for a few moments, taking in the situation.
Coley let out a sigh and leaned up against the bars of the cell. “I have to pee.”
Neely surprised Rebecca by letting out a full-blown laugh. She continued to laugh even more as she said, “I can’t believe we are in jail!”
Coley joined in the laughter, as did Rebecca. They were in jail for smoking pot like a couple of teenage girls. They stood in a cell that reeked of bodily fluids, with nowhere to sit unless they wanted to cuddle up with Pirate Woman or the one-shoed lady.
“This had better not make one of your books,” Rebecca warned, in between giggles.
“Oh this is too good not to put down in writing,” Coley said as she continued to laugh. “But seriously, I do have to pee.”
Their giggles were interrupted by a police officer walking toward them. “I’m glad you gals find being in lock-up so amusing,” the officer chided. He opened the door and said, “You are all free to go. But you have some unhappy men in the lobby waiting for you.”
Rebecca walked out between Neely and Coley, who literally dragged their feet the entire way. She was embarrassed, and would have to apologize to Caine and assure him she would pay him back first thing in the morning. As they turned the corner to the lobby, she stopped in her tracks when she saw Sawyer standing with Caine and Vance—and man, did all three men look pissed!
It also didn’t help the situation when the police officer threw them all under the bus. “These women were having a great time in the holding cell, laughing it up. I guess this is all fun and games for them.” The police officer gave dirty looks to all three women and then left without saying another word.
“What in the hell got into you guys?” Caine’s voice reverberated off the sterile walls of the lobby.
No one spoke. Rebecca watched both Neely and Coley look down at their feet, avoiding the disapproving stares of their men. Rebecca was no different. She had yet to look Sawyer in the eye.
“You got arrested?” Vance shouted.
Nothing but silence from all the women again.
“Well, you each have some explaining to do. We’re going home. Now,” Caine said as he grabbed Neely by the arm and pulled her into his embrace. Vance did the same with Coley. For a moment, as the men held the women, kissing their heads, their anger seemed to vanish.
Rebecca remained where she was, watching her friends go face the music. She knew Sawyer was still staring at her, but she couldn’t bring herself to look at him. Embarrassment would be an understatement to describe her emotions.