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of the way. There was much shouting. It is difficult to negotiate with Niall. I am very lucky I do not have to do so.”

That’s right, she’s a slave. Total power exchange, so there’s nothing to negotiate. I’m not even sure Vashi has a safe word. Although she looks a little troubled now, she generally glows with happiness, so it has to be working for her.

She puts her so-soft hand over mine. “Emily, I was most upset when I heard that you were in trouble after yesterday’s class. Niall promised me we did nothing wrong, but I cannot help but think that if I had not spoken then you would not have gotten in trouble.”

I squeeze her fingers. “It’s okay. I didn’t get in trouble for talking during class. It was something else. I broke one of Logan’s rules and he disciplined me. But it all worked out and we’ve had such a wonderful time today. We went into Cabo and played on the beach for hours and had a seafood lunch with scallops and lobster that was so, so, so good. I found this glass sailboat in a shop. It’s a perfect souvenir for Logan. It all worked out and I feel very close to him now.”

She smiles, her eyes shining. “I hear much masala chai.”

“It’s all over the place. What did you do today?”

While Vashi tells me about their day in Cabo, paddling around sea-arches in kayaks off a remote beach, she French braids my hair. If Logan wants it down, it’s loose enough that he can just pull it out with his fingers, but it will keep my hair out of the way during the flogging. Besides, Buttercup wore a braid, I think. Or maybe not, but braids are princess-y.

Vashi’s done before our Doms return and she offers me a glass of wine. I just have water, since I’m sure I’ve exceeded my calories today. Vashi pours herself a glass of white wine. I guess she’s allowed to drink, although I know a lot of slaves aren’t, and I thought that people from India didn’t drink alcohol as part of their religion or something, but her Dom is Irish, so maybe he insists. We’re sitting together, sipping our drinks, and talking about a biography of Jaqueline Onassis that she’s just started reading, when Logan and Niall return.

Shaan immediately starts fighting his bonds, even though he’s been still and quiet while Niall’s been gone.

“Yeh might want to save yer strength,” Niall tells Shaan. “Fifteen knights have signed up and only eleven wenches, so you’ll be busy, me giolla.”

Horrified, I glance at Logan for reassurance, but he just grins at me. “I like your hair that way, baby doll. Easy to wrap around my fist.”

I hadn’t thought about that. I gulp.

“Your fantasy’s proved very popular among the staff,” Logan continues. “Our scene monitor, Paul, has signed up and brought all his friends, including our tour guide today, who’s going to be one of your wenches. Princess Amber’s castle isn’t just going to get sacked, it’s going to get razed to fucking ash.”

I feel my eyes getting bigger. I’ve been to some dungeon parties where the numbers were unbalanced, but never in a scene. Does that mean the knights are going to double or triple-team the wenches? I’ve seen double-teaming during dungeon parties, but not triple-teaming. Not in real life. Only in porn videos and it looked completely awful for the woman.

Does that mean Logan’s going to want me to service some of the knights?

“Don’t you love the look of anxiety before a scene?” Logan says to Niall, who glances at me before his face splits into a blindingly white grin.

Logan opens his arms. I leap off the couch and rush into them. He whispers warmly, “Whatever you’re worrying about, my baby, stop right now. Be anxious because pain is coming your way, but there’s nothing to be afraid of. This is your fantasy. I want you to enjoy every moment.”

Of course, he’s not going to ruin my fantasy. Logan’s not like that. I hug him and tuck tight against his firm body. “Ta, Daddy.”

“Shaan should be a lot more anxious than you. This isn’t his fantasy and Niall’s planning to put him through the ringer. Be glad you’re not in his shoes.” We both glance at the bound, barefoot man. “Well, in his dress.”

I giggle. “My dress is prettier. Ta very much, Daddy. I appreciate everything you’ve done to make this happen for me. I—” I swallow the next words before they burst out of me. I’m absolutely not telling Logan that I’ve fallen for him after I’ve known him for eight days. Even I am not that stupid. “Ta for everything.”

Logan gives me a squeeze. “You’re very welcome. Finish your drink, then use the loo. We’ve got the dungeon until eleven and I plan to use every minute, so you’re not going to have time to go once we get started.”

“Yes, Daddy.”

Even though the idea of using Niall and Vashi’s bathroom is a little icky, I do it, because I’ve been in the middle of scenes and had to beg for a bathroom break and it’s a complete mood-killer. I’m not doing anything tonight that might ruin all the effort my daddy has put into fulfilling my fantasy.

When I come out of the bathroom, Niall’s got Shaan up off the floor, and into a half-hood, collar, and leash. It must have been a struggle, because Niall’s neck is flushed and Shaan is panting, blowing hard around his ball gag. He puffs his cheeks out until he looks like a chipmunk and I would laugh except that he seems absolutely beside himself. Niall’s speaking to him, explaining that he’s going to unchain Shaan’s wrists and Shaan’s going to put his hands on Vashi’s shoulders and let her lead him to the dungeon, or the scene’s going to start with Shaan getting five stripes. I’m not sure what the five stripes are going to be from, but Vashi cringes and

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