She noticed her men always silenced her with their lips. Fingering the collar Holly looked on the memory with fondness. Her collaring had taken place that night. There was no official certificate or anything. Kade had left to purchase a collar. That night, in front of Steven, he’d presented her with the collar.
Holly knew she wasn’t the perfect submissive and probably never would be. Without any training she was just herself. Kade wanted to train her. He’d promised to give her all the time and attention possible.
Steven leaned against the door of his office. She glanced over to see him watching her. His smile eased her concerns.
Grabbing the tax sheets she’d printed off, Holly left her seat to hand them to him. “These are for you.”
Tugging down her shirt with her free hand she waited for him to take them from her. Kade’s first order was to recycle all of her old sweaters. He’d given them to a thrift store. His orders were for her to wear what he left on the bed every morning.
Her pussy tightened, which made her ass tighten around the thick butt plug he’d inserted into her ass that morning. The plugs were getting bigger, and she was only to remove them if needed.
If she was in too much pain then she was to contact him immediately. Kade was the one responsible for her care down there. He made sure her pussy was shaved bare daily.
“What’s the matter?” Steven asked. His free hand stroked down her cheek then rested against her bottom lip.
“Nothing,” she said, letting out a sigh. He dropped his hand. His gaze remained firmly on her.
“Are you worried about this?” He fingered the collar around her neck.
“I’m worried about not pleasing him.”
“I know Kade. He’ll train you, baby. You’re a natural submissive. I see it in your eyes. You wouldn’t be with us if you weren’t.”
“Wouldn’t you want me?” Holly asked, glancing down at the floor.
“No. I never said that. If you weren’t a submissive you’d have kicked our asses to the curb by now. It takes a special kind of woman to accept the kind of treatment we give.” Steven let out a sigh. He took her hand, leading her through to his office. Taking a seat, he pulled her onto his lap. She settled against him, looking him in the eye. “We’ve taken over your life in the last few weeks. For a long time you’ve been dependant on yourself and your brother. In a matter of weeks Kade and I have taken that away from you. You’re living in our house, sleeping between us, and fucking us with a regularity that surprises even me.”
As he spoke his hand eased under the skirt she wore. Kade liked her in skirts. She wore a pair of panties, but that was to help keep the plug in place. Whenever she thought about the plug heat filled her cheeks. Talking to her brother knowing what her men were demanding of her was hard. She did it because she loved them. Holly wanted to be everything for them.
Yes, they’d taken over her life, but they’d made it better, not worse.
Her father and mother were gone. She and John were guardians of her brother. Their parents had put themselves into danger, her mother with the drugs and her father with the abuse he’d inflicted on her. Her family had spoken up against him.
There was no chance for him to hurt her. The pain and abuse were over, and Holly felt she could finally breathe.
Without Kade and Steven, she’d still be trapped, unable to break free. Whenever she thought about the life she’d led, perspiration would grip her along with the panic. This was the one dream she never wanted to wake up from, if she was having a dream.
“Some women would think we’re overbearing bastards for taking over your life like that.” His fingers caressed further up her thigh. “With you it’s not the case. We love you.”
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Steven watched her reactions to his words. He needed to touch her even though he shouldn’t. Their conversation was serious. Glancing out of the window he saw Kade nearing the office. She was going to be the perfect submissive, but it was going to take time. Kade didn’t expect her to be perfect overnight.
She needed time and attention, both of which Kade had when it came to Holly. From the conversation he’d just had, Kade’s time and attention didn’t come into play with regards to their wedding.
He’d just gotten off the phone with the minister. Kade had already booked their wedding at the local registry office. His lover and friend’s patience had clearly run out. Steven couldn’t even be mad at him.
The sooner his ring was on her finger the better. Kade already owned her with the collar. Steven wanted a piece of her with his ring.
“I love you, too. I love having you and Kade in my life.”