Total pages in book: 180
Estimated words: 182075 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 910(@200wpm)___ 728(@250wpm)___ 607(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 182075 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 910(@200wpm)___ 728(@250wpm)___ 607(@300wpm)
“All right, but behave yourself, Margo,” Slade warned.
Margo scoffed. “That sounds boring.”
Slade rolled his eyes heavenward. “Lord help me.” He turned to look at her. “Boo, how many lines have you done?”
“Um, forty-eight. Close enough, right?”
Both men gave her stern looks.
Sheesh. Fine. Not close enough.
Then her gaze caught sight of someone rolling through the larger playroom. There was a big window so that if you were in the punishment room you could see out, but no one could look in.
Moving through the room was Spencer. He headed straight to the door and managed to open it, rolling through on a hoverboard.
“Look what I found!” he cried as he raced around the room. “And I thought it was lost.”
“Fuck,” Slade muttered. “I thought I’d gotten rid of that thing.”
Rock just shook his head.
“What did you say? You got rid of it? Spencer asked.
“It’s a liability issue,” Slade told him. “You’re going to crash into someone and hurt them.”
“I’m insulted,” Spencer said, placing his hand on his heart. “I would never crash into anyone. I am an expert operator.”
“You’re a disaster waiting to happen,” Slade told him.
Spencer shot her a smile. “What do you think, Princess? Would you like to ride my noble stead?”
Okay, her mind should not have gone where it did. Because she wasn’t thinking about riding the hoverboard. Or even a horse.
Nope, she was thinking about riding something else altogether.
“I know where your mind just went,” Margo whispered to her with a grin.
Oh man. That was embarrassing.
“She is not getting on that thing,” Slade barked. “She could fall off.”
Spencer sighed.
“Not to mention she hasn’t got good balance at the moment,” Slade added.
Sheesh, you trip over your feet one time and suddenly you don’t have good balance?
Rude.
“Yeah, true.” Spencer hopped off and turned it off. “Fine, I’ll put it away. Are you finished with your lines yet, Princess?”
“Yep, I am now!” She held them up triumphantly.
Slade took the piece of paper from her and checked it over. Rude. Did he think that she’d missed some?
“All right, these are done,” Slade said.
Thank goodness. She needed to pee.
“Great! What are we doing now? We could play in the Littles room for a while?” Spencer suggested. “I like the look of that slime station.”
She had to smile. But as she stared at the Little playroom she realized she still wasn’t ready to go in there. The room was filling up and her Little was feeling too shy to be out in front of all these people. She’d only just shown her to the guys.
“Or we could go watch some scenes,” Spencer said.
That seemed like a good idea.
This had been a bad idea.
As Indie watched a medical play scene, her clit started throbbing. She pressed her thighs together, leaning back against Slade who stood behind her.
He wrapped his arm around her belly, kissing her neck. Indie let out a small sigh.
“Tired, Little one?” he asked.
Kind of. But the biggest problem was her growing need. Plus she still needed to pee.
“Not really. I’m okay.”
“You don’t have a sore back? Sore feet?” Spencer asked, moving in front of her.
Great. Now she couldn’t see the scene. She really wanted to see what happened when the doctor started to give the patient a very deep inspection.
She tried to lean around him. “I’m good. I mean, I have to pee. But I can hold on.”
“No holding on,” Spencer said, reaching for her and lifting her into his arms. “Toilet. Now.”
“Spencer!” she cried as he moved through the room. People turned to stare at them. Although, to be fair, they didn’t look for long. There were more interesting things to look at than a handsome guy in bright green carrying a pregnant woman to the toilets.
When they got there, Spencer let her down slowly.
“Spencer.”
She glanced around him to see Rock bearing down on them. Oh, he didn’t look happy.
“Shit. He doesn’t look happy,” Spencer said.
“Yeah, I think someone is getting a spanking.” She waggled her finger at him. “And it’s going to be you.”
Spencer shot her a look. “Nope. Only person who gets spanked here is you.”
“Wait for me,” Rock said.
Spencer crossed his arms over his chest. “I can protect our girl. She wasn’t in any danger.”
Rock still scowled at him. Always the protector.
He took hold of her hand and led her to the single unisex bathroom. Opening the door, he glanced around and then headed in. Spencer followed them both in and shut the door behind him.
They stood there, staring at her.
She stared back at them. Then she looked at the toilet.
Okay, now she really had to go.
“What are you guys doing in here?” she asked.
“We’re guarding you, of course,” Spencer said.
“From what? The toilet?” She put her hands on her hips, giving them both a look.
“Keep you safe,” Rock said.
“There is no way anyone could get to me with you guys standing guard on the other side of the door. A girl has got to have some privacy.”