I think you’ve got the wrong idea of what we want for the three of us. Yes, we’re Doms, we enjoy directing a woman’s pleasure. We don’t enjoy inflicting pain or humiliation,” Zander began.
“Sometimes a little pain intensifies the pleasure, like with a sensual spanking, but pain for pain’s sake or even real punishment isn’t what we’re talking about,” Tag added.
“I’m not letting you boss me around or tell me what to wear. I have my own ideas and won’t let you or anyone try to take them away from me.” He watched her eyes flash as she spoke. She was fucking amazing and if they could convince her that they had no intentions of taking anything away from her, she’d be absolutely magnificent in their lives.
“We don’t want to boss you around, Tessa. Yes, when it comes to your safety or your health, we’re going to put our foot down, but we have no intention of taking over your life. We like you the way you are. We don’t want to change anything about you except maybe for where you live,” Zander told her.
“And that’s only because we want you here—with us, between us,” Tag said, his voice going husky at the mere thought of being buried inside of her.
“I–I don’t understand. I thought you wanted to take me to that club and tie me up and wear a collar,” she said, looking back and forth between them.
“We want you in our lives, kitten. That means that we want you to be a part of our lives and Golden Shackles is a part of our lives. We’re Doms and enjoy being around others who have similar ideas and kinks that we do. It doesn’t mean we practice exactly the same way that they do.” Zander ran a hand over his naked head and sighed.
Tag picked up where his friend had left off. “We want to take you to the club with us, Tessa, and you’d need to wear a collar while you’re there, but it’s not something we expect you to wear all the time if you don’t want to. At the club, it would tell everyone that you are taken, like an engagement ring, only in a much more serious way. No other Dom or top can approach you without talking to one of us first. It keeps you safe.”
“As for tying you up,” Zander began with a smirk. “Don’t knock it until you’ve tried it. Allowing one or both of us to take control so that you are free to just enjoy all of the pleasure we give you can be very intense and sensuous. We’d never do anything to harm you or that wouldn’t feel good to you, Tessa.”
“Why don’t you tell us what your fears are? Tell us what in your past has you so convinced that you won’t like being in a relationship with us,” Tag finally said. He was tired of trying to convince her without knowing what they were working against. She needed to be honest with them so they could soothe her fears.
“I can’t belong to someone who won’t let me have friends and locks me up so I can’t go anywhere. I can’t ever go back to that kind of life or I’ll go crazy. I’d rather die than become that person again.”
Chapter Five
Tessa watched as her words sank in with the two men. Zander looked as if someone had punched him in the stomach, but Tag looked as if he wanted to tear someone into tiny pieces. She started to stand up so she could run, but his hands whipped out faster than she could move and pulled her onto his lap.
“Tell me who did that to you. I want his name, Tessa. Now!” His already deep voice sank even lower. A growly noise reverberated through it now.
“I–it doesn’t matter now. It was a long time ago. It doesn’t change the fact that I can’t let you take over my life like that. I’m sorry, but I just can’t do it.” She hated that there were tears in her eyes. She liked Tag and Zander. They’d been nothing but kind to her, but she couldn’t be what they wanted.
“He didn’t deserve you, baby girl. He didn’t deserve to breathe the same air you breathe. No man, Dom or not, should ever treat a woman like that. No one in this
“Sometimes a little pain intensifies the pleasure, like with a sensual spanking, but pain for pain’s sake or even real punishment isn’t what we’re talking about,” Tag added.
“I’m not letting you boss me around or tell me what to wear. I have my own ideas and won’t let you or anyone try to take them away from me.” He watched her eyes flash as she spoke. She was fucking amazing and if they could convince her that they had no intentions of taking anything away from her, she’d be absolutely magnificent in their lives.
“We don’t want to boss you around, Tessa. Yes, when it comes to your safety or your health, we’re going to put our foot down, but we have no intention of taking over your life. We like you the way you are. We don’t want to change anything about you except maybe for where you live,” Zander told her.
“And that’s only because we want you here—with us, between us,” Tag said, his voice going husky at the mere thought of being buried inside of her.
“I–I don’t understand. I thought you wanted to take me to that club and tie me up and wear a collar,” she said, looking back and forth between them.
“We want you in our lives, kitten. That means that we want you to be a part of our lives and Golden Shackles is a part of our lives. We’re Doms and enjoy being around others who have similar ideas and kinks that we do. It doesn’t mean we practice exactly the same way that they do.” Zander ran a hand over his naked head and sighed.
Tag picked up where his friend had left off. “We want to take you to the club with us, Tessa, and you’d need to wear a collar while you’re there, but it’s not something we expect you to wear all the time if you don’t want to. At the club, it would tell everyone that you are taken, like an engagement ring, only in a much more serious way. No other Dom or top can approach you without talking to one of us first. It keeps you safe.”
“As for tying you up,” Zander began with a smirk. “Don’t knock it until you’ve tried it. Allowing one or both of us to take control so that you are free to just enjoy all of the pleasure we give you can be very intense and sensuous. We’d never do anything to harm you or that wouldn’t feel good to you, Tessa.”
“Why don’t you tell us what your fears are? Tell us what in your past has you so convinced that you won’t like being in a relationship with us,” Tag finally said. He was tired of trying to convince her without knowing what they were working against. She needed to be honest with them so they could soothe her fears.
“I can’t belong to someone who won’t let me have friends and locks me up so I can’t go anywhere. I can’t ever go back to that kind of life or I’ll go crazy. I’d rather die than become that person again.”
Chapter Five
Tessa watched as her words sank in with the two men. Zander looked as if someone had punched him in the stomach, but Tag looked as if he wanted to tear someone into tiny pieces. She started to stand up so she could run, but his hands whipped out faster than she could move and pulled her onto his lap.
“Tell me who did that to you. I want his name, Tessa. Now!” His already deep voice sank even lower. A growly noise reverberated through it now.
“I–it doesn’t matter now. It was a long time ago. It doesn’t change the fact that I can’t let you take over my life like that. I’m sorry, but I just can’t do it.” She hated that there were tears in her eyes. She liked Tag and Zander. They’d been nothing but kind to her, but she couldn’t be what they wanted.
“He didn’t deserve you, baby girl. He didn’t deserve to breathe the same air you breathe. No man, Dom or not, should ever treat a woman like that. No one in this
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