Finally Found (Doms of Destiny, Colorado 10)

Josh grabbed her hand and brought it up to his chest. Having his hot flesh and leather straps of his harness under her fingers felt good.

“We’re not driving, sweetheart.” Josh smiled. “It’s a beautiful Colorado night. The club is only a few blocks away.”

“We’re walking?” She was shocked to hear that. The only way to Phase Four from here was down South Street, out in the open, where anyone could see how she was dressed. “B–but—”

“But what?” His voice deepened and his eyes grew dark, making her tremble.

She lowered her gaze. “I’m sorry, Master, but I’m more nervous than I thought.”

“And?” Jacob said, stroking her hair.

“And I feel exposed wearing this outfit. What if Hiro or Melissa sees me when we pass by the Wok?”

He and Josh laughed.

“They’re at their home, angel. Asleep by now. Besides, you look incredible. We like you exposed.”

“We want the whole world to see what a beautiful woman we have,” Josh added. “Understand?”

“Yes, Master.” She remembered what Jena had said about how Doms liked parading subs around the club, prizes to show off. I’m Josh and Jacob’s prize.

She walked between them, holding their hands. Each step closer to the club increased the butterflies in her belly. She was excited and nervous. What awaited her at Phase Four? What were the special things Josh and Jacob had planned—for her?

As they turned onto South Street, she noted that the protective plastic was still in place on the statues and all the buildings. Once Willie had been locked away, she’d returned to playing paintball. Her squad, the Pistol Packing Mamas, had come out on top of the team round, taking the blue ribbon. That win moved Ethel to the top of the leader board. Carrie sat in the twentieth position, which was pretty good since she’d forfeited one round and had to miss two others. Tomorrow was the closing ceremony, and even though she wouldn’t get a trophy she wanted to be there to see Ethel get hers.

She spotted Belle, the pregnant woman she’d met at the paintball information desk, walking with two handsome men, Belle’s husbands, no doubt. Belle wore slacks and a green top. The man on her right wore a cowboy hat, jeans, and boots. The one on her right was in a US Marshal’s uniform.

Oh God. What if they see me? She took a deep breath, hoping that they wouldn’t. Why didn’t I put on a long jacket over this outfit before we left?

“Hey, guys,” Josh waved at them, ruining her chance of remaining inconspicuous. “Nice night for a walk.”

“It sure is,” the uniformed one said.

“Where are the boys?” Jacob asked.

“Back home,” the other man answered, “with Riley, who came by to take care of them while their parents enjoyed a night out.”

“Carrie, you look great,” Belle said, smiling. “Is this your first time to the club?”

She nodded, feeling better about being seen on the street in her naughty schoolgirl outfit.

“I remember my first time with these two.” Belle looked at her husbands with adoring eyes.

“Should you be walking being so far along?” She didn’t know much about pregnancy, having been on the run for so long. But she planned on learning more. One day I want children of my own. With Josh and Jacob. “Aren’t you due any day?”

“Doc says walking is good for me. And who knows? Maybe tonight will be the night I get to hold my baby girl. Have fun at the club.”

They passed a few more people on the way to Phase Four, and each encounter only made her more excited. I’m Josh and Jacob’s prize. They are proud to show me off.

When they got to the front doors of the club, there were people lined up out the door. All wore a variety of BDSM clothing, and in comparison to many of the female subs’ dresses, her outfit was almost modest. Almost.

Her nervousness returned in full force. Am I really ready for this? She wondered how big the crowd was inside.

The line moved quickly and they were inside the reception area of the club in no time at all.

Unlike the rest of the people who flashed a membership card at the big Dom standing by the door that opened to an expansive hall, Josh and Jacob led her to the reception desk. She still could hear the music from the room beyond, causing her pulse to increase as she filled out the club’s paperwork. According to the form, Josh and Jacob, who were already members of the club, were to be her escorts. She was their responsibility.

“You’re all set,” the Dom behind the desk said, handing Jacob a key. “Enjoy.”