Free The Sub Who Switched [Doms and Acquaintances 3] (Siren Publishing Allure) by Jennifer Denys Page B

that the instrument was made of soft material similar to the one he had seen in the shop. The little woman had to put all of her strength into wielding it to get a reaction out of the man who was clearly enjoying it by the cries her gave of “more.”
    Passing by several more booths, there was no sign of the girl he was looking for. One that looked vaguely like Ellie was on her back with her legs over the shoulders a hunky, dark-haired young guy who eagerly sucked her pussy, her panties pulled down to her knees, but when Nick moved into a position where he could see the woman better, he noted with relief that it wasn’t the woman he was after. This was one much older and not nearly as pretty.
    Then he heard a cry from a booth further up, “Oh God. Don’t stop now.” His body tensed. Now that was Ellie.
    Nick’s heart started beating faster. Not only did he recognize her voice, but fears assaulted him at the words she had spoken and the tone of voice in which she had said them. Suddenly spurting into action, he quickly moved to the booth in question, pushing aside a couple of people who protested at his arrogance. He didn’t care. He had to see what Ellie was doing and when he did, his fears materialized. She was totally naked, in public. That was bad enough, but she was standing upright, her hands tied over her head to a diagonal structure he thought was called a St. Andrew’s Cross, with her legs spread and ankles fixed to the feet of the cross.
    The third, and worst, offence though was the fact that a man he had never seen before was standing in front of her, his trousers around his ankles, hands tightly clenching her hips, and he was driving into her pussy like a piston.
    Standing in shocked horror, Nick’s body tensed as he continued to watch, unable to force himself away. Actually there was a fourth and even more terrible offence. Ellie seemed to be enjoying every minute of the activity if her whimpers and moans were anything to go by.
    As he watched and came to terms that he really was seeing this dreadful sight, Nick felt that steam was about to boil out of him. Here was another man ramming himself into his girl. Gearing himself up to move into action, he heard a voice behind him.
    “Oh shit. Nick. Don’t do anything stupid.”
    Arrested in his desire to smash the man into the wall, he turned his head abruptly to stare at the person who had thwarted him. It was Kat. “Stupid!” he answered in irate bewilderment. “ I’m not the one doing fucking idiotic things.” He angrily gestured toward Ellie, nearly hitting the person who stood on his left.
    Ben came up on his other side, grabbing hold of his upper arm as if to hold him back from wrenching the interloper off Ellie. Which, in all actuality, he had been about to do. He didn’t know what amazed him more, finding Ellie like this or his incensed reaction.
    “Don’t worry, Seth, the club owner is coming to break this up. Ellie should know better—that she should do this in a private room. It is not allowed in the public area. But as for your reaction, think, man!” Ben stated in a low but urgent voice, making Nick turn his head from the awful sight in front of him to look back at the Dom who had tutored him. “Has Ellie at any time actually accepted you as her partner, let alone her Dom?”
    “What? I don’t understand.” People had started to look at them in a mixture of surprise and annoyance, so Ben pulled him firmly and insistently to a quiet corner away from the booth and everyone standing around it. Kat followed them.
    She was the one to answer his query, “Nick, darling. I know the scene in the club went well, and you had a good evening with Ellie and the sex toy.”
    He looked at her, slightly embarrassed that she knew what had happened. But then, hadn’t he been ready to tell Ben all about it?
    Kat continued, “But she told us afterward that, although it was fun, it wasn’t what she was after.”
    “So what the hell is she after,”