Picking up after the fourth ring, Dylan sounded out of breath. “Jesus, Morrison, you have the worst timing. I’m trying to impregnate my sub over here.”

He cleared his throat, feeling a bit embarrassed for interrupting Young’s baby-making time.

“Call me when you two are finished,” he said getting ready to end the call.

“Just tell me why you called. I enjoy keeping Isa waiting,” he chuckled.

Sawyer could hear Isa’s soft moaning and he wondered what kind of scene they were playing out.

“I have this idea about what to do regarding Emilio’s will. It’s a little on the shady side and a bit old school, but I think it will work in getting his business partner to back off.”

Dylan’s voice rose an octave and he suddenly sounded animated. “Old school? I’m all ears.”

“You’re all hard cock, too. Please, sugar, get off the phone and give it to me…” Isa whimpered more loudly.

“You hear that, Morrison? I have a disobedient sub on my hands who doesn’t know how to follow a simple rule. She knows her voice distracts me but still she persists on speaking when she’s been told not to. I think a reminder on the virtues of silence might be in order. What do you say, Morrison? Ball-gag or her wet panties stuffed in her mouth?”

Sawyer heard the distinct sound of skin-on-skin and Isa yelping. Stunned by what he was hearing and the unwelcome but amusing vision of her hand-printed red ass glowing from her verbal offense, Sawyer couldn’t help but smile. Dylan was a true sadist.

When he didn’t immediately answer, Dylan continued. “Isa is waiting for your decision and so am I. I’m leaving it up to you how I should deal with this wanton little slut I call my wife.”

“Dylan Nathaniel Young!” Isa shrieked in the background.

Sawyer mulled the question over. Ball-gag or panties… he liked the idea of both if he was being honest with himself. But for Isa? She did have a tendency to speak her mind when it was probably best she just keep her mouth shut, but a ball-gag seemed a bit harsh for her minor offense.

Choosing the lesser of two evils, he finally answered, “Definitely panties.”

“Excellent choice, my friend." Dylan spoke away from the phone, low and muffled. "Sawyer has decided your fate, little one. It’s to be your cum-soaked panties stuffed in that sassy mouth of yours." Redirecting his question to Sawyer, Dylan asked, "Any other suggestions?”

Sawyer answered without hesitation. “Make her beg to cum.”

Dylan burst into wicked laughter. “So you like the begging, do you?”

“I like the fantasy of it.”

“Well tomorrow night, your fantasy will become reality; I’ll make sure of it.”

Chapter 6

Saturday had come and gone, and Sawyer had discussed his plan with Dylan over lunch. They tweaked the details and came to the agreement that an extensive background check followed by a shady blackmailing scheme was in order. Dylan was initially hesitant only because he knew what it felt like to be on the receiving end of such a scheme, but Sawyer had convinced him it was the only way to go if Isa was to get what she was owed.

Sometimes Dylan just needed to be nudged in the right direction. Of course, Sawyer was smart enough to know that letting Dylan think it was his idea was the best way to go. Isabel had figured that out, too, but once mentioned that she needed to stop topping from the bottom because it took away from Dylan’s dominance. At the time she made the comment, Sawyer didn’t understand its meaning, but now, he understood fully what it meant.

After his extensive research into BDSM, he realized Sonya was the queen of topping from the bottom, even if she didn’t know what it meant. There was no denying that Sawyer liked that she was strong and independent, but it had always aggravated him how she would try to manipulate his actions and emotions by playing coy or sweet in an attempt to get what she wanted. He made a conscious decision while he was driving home that he would not allow a woman to do that to him again. He liked being in control and though he didn’t mind sharing power with Dylan when it came to business, being controlled by a woman or his submissive of choice in the bedroom and in the privacy of his own home was not going to be tolerated.

Sawyer’s nerves were on edge for the upcoming nights’ activities. Dylan had hinted at there being a new sub in the picture and he was curious as to what kind of woman he would be dealing with.

As he was getting ready, a text message chirped over his phone.

SarahH: 5:22 PM: I hear you’re going to scene tonight! I’m so excited for u! I’m extremely disappointed I won’t be in attendance to watch the show but please let me know all the juicy details. Have fun!

Upset that Sarah wouldn’t be there to lend a hand or participate in whatever Dylan had planned, he wondered why Sarah had chosen not to go.

S.M.: 5:25 PM: Is there a reason you won’t be there?

SarahH: 5:27 PM: Late shift at work. :( I’ll be with u in spirit. I’ll be available to answer any questions u may have throughout the night and I’ll do my best to be quick with my responses.

S.M.: 5:29 PM: Quick? What are you suggesting? I’m a man of great stamina and QUICK is not a word in my vocab. Slow, methodical and precise are, however.

SarahH: Oh, my. That’s going to be one lucky sub tonight. *panting*

S.M.: 5:33 PM: I hope she feels lucky and not experimented on. I must admit to feeling a bit apprehensive seeing as Young hasn’t fully disclosed the plans.

SarahH: 5:34 PM: Just be true to yourself and your wants, and try different things. Take in everything around u, smells, sounds, ambiance, and burn them into your memory so u can replay them over and over like a movie. Cameras aren’t allowed in the club, but maybe Isa can paint me a naughty image of you in action. I hear she’s good at that sort of thing. ;)

S.M.: 5:35 PM: She is. I’ll suggest it to her. I’ll keep you informed throughout the night. Be vigilant at work and we’ll speak later.

SarahH: 5:37 PM: As u wish, Mr. Morrison. U be safe as well. :*


Sawyer thought it odd that Sarah was excited to hear of his experiences with other women, but the openness that Sarah urged from him was beginning to kindle a fire within him. Would he have sex with this new sub or would there just be playtime? Sawyer hadn’t exactly been keen on the idea of being pleasured in front of a group of people, but having watched multiple scenes it put his mind at ease a bit.

Damn Sarah’s work for keeping her from being with him. Shit, he didn’t even know where she worked. Irked with himself for not having sought that information out, he texted Sarah back.

S.M.: 5:45 PM: Where is it exactly that you work?

SarahH: 5:48 PM: Rocky Mountain Mental Inst. I’m a medication aide.


Sawyer’s stomach did a flip-flop. One of Dylan’s many ex-lovers was being held there, and the very same woman who stalked him and Isabel and set forth a chain of events that led to Isabel’s kidnapping, attempted rape and shooting.  Sawyer thought back to when he had paid the head-case a visit and how acidic her reaction to him had been. He had been disgusted to find out she had been one of the players who had leaked the Young’s sex videos to the public.  That woman was a prime example of psychotic bitchery at its best. And Sarah was working in the same building where she was being housed because of her mental instability and murderous tendencies.