Free Doms of Dark Haven 2: Western Night by & Cherise Sinclair Belinda McBride Sierra Cartwright Page A

sub.”
    He left her long enough to discard the condom and return with a warm, damp washcloth for her.
    “May I borrow a shirt?” she asked while he smoothed the cotton cloth between her legs.
    “I’ll keep you warm.”
    “I’m allowed no clothes?”
    He wadded the washcloth and tossed it back into the bathroom. “I’m the dom,” he said.
    “And I’m the sub,” she finished. “And you’ll tell me when I can wear clothes. And that’s just the way it is.”
    “You’re wanting a spanking?” He’d be more than happy to accommodate her.
    “Just trying to be agreeable, Sir.”
    He climbed into bed and pulled her against him. He helped her remove the bolo tie and then tucked the sheets around her shoulders. “Tomorrow, sub, a butt plug. And that’s just the way it is. I know how you want to be agreeable.”

Chapter Five
     
    The whole being-a-good-sub thing wasn’t as easy as it seemed.
    As she’d snuggled in his arms beneath a pile of blankets last night, safe, secure, and content, behaving seemed simple. She’d wanted nothing more than to be a pleasing submissive.
    She’d woken up alone in the huge bed, determined to be agreeable. She knew she was fortunate he’d let her sleep late instead of dragging her from beneath the covers to make his breakfast.
    He’d been more than generous as a lover. His aftercare following the beating had been exquisite. And the beating really hadn’t been much, she knew, as far as punishments went. He hadn’t left behind a single welt, and her skin wasn’t red in the least. She’d checked.
    And last night had been amazing. She knew he’d been with experienced submissives and had high demands, but he’d been tolerant of her missteps. The way he’d kissed her had made her legs weak. She’d never been with anyone who affected her as he did.
    But she found she was feeling rather disagreeable when she entered the master bathroom to find her bolo tie, alongside a note and a stainless steel butt plug on the countertop next to a bottle of lube.
    His instructions were straightforward. Replace the bolo, and make it tight. They’d shop for a collar soon. Then lubricate a finger and insert it in her anus. Slide the finger in and out several times until she was slippery. Finally, lubricate the plug and insert it and join him downstairs.
    She’d replaced the tie. That was easy. It was sexy. It reminded her she was his sub for the week.
    But the plug… That too was a sign of her submission, but it was far more difficult.
    For at least the tenth time, she picked up the plug and turned it around. She had to admit that the offending toy was as big as it could have been, and it was beautiful, at least compared to the plastic ones she’d seen at her favorite adult toy store.
    Its base was adorned with dozens of sparkling pink crystals. Since it was made of steel, it weighed a fair amount. There’d be no doubt she would know it was inside her.
    “Stalling?” he asked.
    She startled, dropping the plug. It clattered against the slate countertop. He was lazing against the doorjamb. She wondered how long he’d been there, watching her.
    “I… Uh…” She had no excuse.
    “Did you try?” he asked.
    She shook her head.
    “Bend over.”
    Crap . But she knew she wouldn’t escape him. More stalling would only make it worse.
    She grabbed her ankles.
    “Bend your knees a bit for balance,” he said as he pushed away from the doorjamb.
    She knew this couldn’t be good.
    He smacked her right butt cheek openhandedly. She gasped and forced herself to remain still. The single spank shouldn’t have surprised her. Convention more or less required him to punish her when she misbehaved.
    “This plug will be in your ass in less than twenty seconds. Any questions?”
    “Who’s doing it?”
    “I am,” he said. “And you’ll express your gratitude.”
    She waited, aware of each of his motions as he lubricated a finger and then the plug. He didn’t bother with preliminaries. He just