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her mouth, which was now turned down into a frown. Had no one ever asked her these questions? Lane felt a simmer of anger at the past men in her life, with their little regard to her aspirations. If it were up to him, she’d never feel that her hopes and desires weren’t important.
    “I really haven’t given it any thought,” Becca replied, laying her fork back down on her plate. “I was just taking some prerequisites. It’s not like I could afford college full-time. After our contract is up, I’ll start looking for another job.”
    “Are you looking forward to that already?” Lane was able to convey that in a teasing manner, but he found he truly wanted an honest answer from her. “And what makes you think that once our contract has concluded, we won’t want a personal one drawn up between the three of us?”
    “I didn’t mean to suggest I wasn’t—well—I guess what I meant was—”
    Becca grabbed her cup and sipped her coffee, as if that would get her out of answering his questions. Lane didn’t have the heart to press her on the issue, as it was obvious she was still unsure of this arrangement. The best he and Ross could do at the moment was to open up to her about who they were, what kind of men they were, and what they could provide her. Maybe then, Becca would understand their sincerity in making this work.
    “Would you like to spend the day with me?” Lane asked, cringing to himself when he realized that Ross would have to take his afternoon appointments. Oh well, his brother owed him anyway for taking the meeting by himself last night. “A friend of ours has an art gallery a few blocks from here and he is getting ready to launch a new artist. We’ll get to take an early look at the canvases and maybe even get to meet the painter in person.”
    Becca’s face lit up. Lane smiled and pulled out his phone, texting a short message to his brother. Once it was sent, he turned off his phone. Today was about Becca and he wouldn’t allow anyone to disturb them. Although, there was one thing that needed to be done that might diminish the smile on Becca’s face. Lane reached under the table for the specialized chastity/toy belt made of two slender strips of leather that would both surround her waist and cup her crotch. The first strip was contoured and tapered to leave little indication she wore a belt beneath the waist of her dress. The second locked into place front and back with tiny heart-shaped padlocks. The leather strip was wider in front to cup her mound. The strap that rode between her cheeks could also be used to secure an optional anal training device, which would come later in the process. It was made specifically to wear with dresses like the one Becca now wore, the leather tanned to appear nearly an exact match for her skin tone. His fingers also nabbed her new toy that she would insert in her pussy, centered on her G-spot and clamped over her aroused clit. It looked like an elongated letter C with flattened ends. Lane was feeling generous today, though, and would only play with the remote during their stroll through the art gallery.
    “Rebecca, please stand and display yourself.”

Chapter Nine
     
    Becca was moments away from leaving her room and pleading with Lane to take off this medieval device that Lane had placed her into earlier this morning. She’d made it through the day, though. That alone had to prove to him that she could handle anything they’d asked, right?
    Lane had mentioned that he’d had it specially made to be worn underneath her lightweight dresses. By the time she’d risen from the breakfast table and taken the proper position in front of him, Lane had had no trouble sliding the small C-clamp toy into her drenched pussy. Attaching the first leather strap around her waist, he secured the first padlock at the small of her back and drew the second strap between her ass cheeks. The wider section of the second strap put pressure on the toy and held it in place over