Free Prue's Promises [Submissive Sirens 3] (Siren Publishing Allure) by Charlotte Smith Page B

to note, and this is for non-resident subs and Doms. Here at Cuero we do not indulge in blood play, fire play, or scat play. Should you wish to experiment with any of those, you’ll have to do so elsewhere. You will have access to the dungeon every night should you wish to play in public, but each Dom has been outfitted with a private playroom for your use for the next two weeks. Toys and other equipment will be cleaned by our staff each day, although you are strongly encouraged to maintain your own high standards of hygiene.” Alejandro grinned at the crowd. “Play safe, everyone. Now, does anyone have questions?”
    Cyrus was amused as hands shot up. This group was a curious bunch, and it looked like Alejandro would be pushing limits left, right, and center for the next two weeks. Cyrus stood up and walked to the opposite side of the room. He was restless and wanted to have Prue to himself, so maybe he could start to fuck his need for her out of his balls.
    As Cyrus turned to pace back to his seat, he was again aware of Alejandro looking at him. The big Dom seemed exasperated, and Cyrus was conscious that when he’d gotten up to walk around, he’d apparently taken the attention of the group with him.
    “Master Cyrus? Was there something you needed? ” Alejandro’s tone was slightly annoyed, and Cyrus decided to put him out of his misery. Actually, he couldn’t have asked for a better lead-in.
    “Since you ask, Master Alejandro, I’m just here to collect my sub.” He looked, unsmiling, at Alejandro. It was hard not to smile since the man looked totally dumbfounded. Callie was gaping at him as well.
    “Your…sub?” Alejandro said the words tentatively, as if Cyrus was a live grenade and the words were the pin.
    “Yes.” Cyrus slid his gaze over to Prue where she sat, still looking at the floor. “I’ll be working with Prue.”

Chapter 8
     
    Prue frowned. She couldn’t have heard that right. She’d been sitting quietly, mulling over the implications of what Alejandro had said about contracts, when she was almost certain she’d heard Cyrus say “I’ll be working with Prue.”
    Now as she looked up, she did a double take. Everyone was looking at her, Cyrus included, and a shiver raced down her spine. Holy shit. Maybe I did hear that right. The single subs were looking at her with undisguised envy, and the single Doms were casting wistful looks her way. She looked up at Callie and saw that the woman was grinning ear-to-ear, giving her a thumbs-up, and the red-collared sub beside her had risen to her knees and was waiting for Prue to give her a high five. Without thinking Prue obliged, and then she became aware of a presence behind her chair. When she turned around, there was Cyrus in all his Dom glory. His blue eyes burned as he looked at her, and Prue blushed in response, looking down at her hands once more. She was way out of her league here, and she was starting to panic. Alejandro’s remarks had hit home exactly how basic Prue’s training had been, and she was shocked at how strong her reaction was to the thought of being contracted to a Dom, day and night at his beck and call. She wanted to go back to her room and think about it a bit, but the way things were going, it didn’t look like it was going to happen.
    “Time to go, love. We need to discuss our contract.”
    Cyrus’s words dripped over her like melted chocolate, and Prue stood automatically as he offered her his hand. She tucked her hand in his and was reminded of when he pulled her onto the dance floor, and suddenly wave after wave of lust assaulted her as she realized where this was going. Prue remembered heeding Cyrus’s commands on the porch, and her pussy swelled and moistened as she pictured what the next two weeks would bring. She smiled shyly at Cyrus, sensing his satisfaction, and she let him lead her out the door.
     
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    Prue’s nervousness increased in equal measure to her arousal as Cyrus led her through the