Free de Lune, Clair - Master Eric's Virgin Sub [Prometheus in Chains 2] (Siren Publishing Classic) by Clair de Lune

to Angus’s planning. He only had the one game for them, but it was a really good one. The game was called “Hunt the Sub” and all the Doms enjoyed it, but the subs had mixed feelings about the gingerroot. Emma was not amused and even less when he had laughed at her. The refreshments provided by Jane and her friends had been a great success, and the weather that had started off miserable had turned out very fine and warm. He had enjoyed a very relaxing afternoon and evening in the company of all his friends. Neither Emma nor Jane were embarrassed. It was just the sort of event he enjoyed and Angus excelled at. He hoped he could organise something similar when he and Emma…but he had not asked yet, so best not get carried away with wishing.

Chapter Twenty-Seven

    Emma was hard at work on the new collection of underwear. Angus had given her clear instructions. She was to design a range of underwear, mainly bras and knickers. He said that her grandma had not been able to buy the prettiest colours and the nicest fabrics in her size, so he wanted the collection to reflect that. In her case now, it did not matter, as she could have any colour or design she chose, and he had smiled wickedly. Emma had blushed, thinking to herself.
    I bet he doesn’t let her wear knickers. Oh, that was too much information!
    She knew enough about Doms and their little kinks now to guess that, but she had better not mention it to her grandma!
    She had said what Angus proposed would be costly, but he said he made enough money and would be happy if it made a small profit. He had told her no pink, white, or black then left it to her.
    “Just design what your grandma would like, and it will be fine. I am going to convince her to model the new collection.”
    Emma had laughed out loud at that. She knew her grandma would not want to do it, but she also knew that if anyone could convince her to do it, it would be Angus.
    She looked at the samples of fabric she had obtained and then her sketches. She wanted both bras and knickers to be comfortable to wear all day but also sexy and attractive. She had chosen bright jewel colours and some patterns, but none with little flowers as was the accepted mode for this sort of range.
    She set to work and got some sketches done and the fabrics and swatches pinned on them. The silks and satins she had chosen felt soft and delicate in her hands. The lace and ribbon trims and the bows and decorative buttons were chosen to match.
    Now she needed to make some up. Usually she’d make up one or two in a size that fit one of their models, so that at the management meeting to decide if to proceed or not, the girl could model for them. In this case, none of their usual models were in the size range she’d been given, so she made up half a dozen in her grandma’s size.
    When they were completed, she took them to Angus, who was delighted. He looked at the size and grinned.
    “Well, she will have to do the modelling. She was a little reluctant when I spoke to her about it, but this meeting will be a good time for her to start as there will only be a few people present.”
    Later Emma always wondered just how he had “persuaded” her grandma to model the underwear, and then she decided she really did not want to know, but Jane did it. Emma thought that perhaps as they were her designs her grandma had resisted less. In any event she came, showed off all the made-up clothes, and was a great success. Emma watched Angus. He was pleased. His eyes lit up when they rested on his wife to be, and they heated when she appeared in the scanty and colourful underwear. The first set was in deep buttercup-yellow lace, and when she came through the door resplendent in the half-cup bra and thong, the contrast with her creamy skin was superb and all Emma could have wished for. Emma looked back at Angus, who had coughed and adjusted his position in his chair, and Emma could feel the sexual tension between him and Jane and looked away. She