Chapter 10

Violet: I missed you guys this morning. I don't like waking up in that big old bed alone.

Before I changed my mind, I hit send in my group text to Master, Sir, and Alpha, flipping my phone over in embarrassment. I hope I didn't sound too needy, but I didn't like it when I woke up at Club Sin alone this morning. I missed them. Maybe I'm being too greedy, but what I wouldn't give to wake up and start the day off with them feasting on me like I'm their breakfast.

My phone vibrates, alerting me to a new message. All of a sudden, I'm afraid to read it. Cautiously, I lift my phone and turn it over. With a sigh of relief, I see messages from all three of them.

Sir: Hey Kitten, I miss you too. What do you say we do it again tonight?

Master: Don't you think she needs a night off to rest?

Alpha: We don't have to have sex. We can spend the night pampering her.

Master: Yeah, right. Like any of us could be in the same room as her without touching her for that long, it almost killed me leaving her this morning.

I laugh at their banter. They really are sweet.

I catch a movement out of the corner of my eye to find Dexter, Wilder, and Alpha staring at me through the glass of the conference room. I should feel guilty for sending personal text messages during company hours, but I don't. Not when I feel this happy—all thanks to my mystery men.

Feeling flirty, I give Dexter, Wilder, and Jameson a quick wave and a smile. At their shocked looks, I realize I might have gone too far, but instead of dropping my eyes to the floor, I hold their gazes for a few seconds before turning back to my phone and type out a reply to Sir, Master, and Alpha.

Violet: I don't need a break. I need my Daddy Doms to punish me for being a bad girl.

Sir: And just what did you do that was so naughty?

Violet: I touched your property and made myself come this morning without your permission.

Master: That's definite grounds for punishment.

Alpha: I'll do it. She's just acting out because she craves our firm touch.

Violet: Also, I forgot my panties. I'm sitting at work with a wet pussy with only a tiny skirt covering me. Want to see?

I giggle as I send them the picture I took before work of my naked pussy before I put my panties on because, of course, I wore panties to work, but they don't need to know that.

The sound of cell phones hitting a table pulls me out of my wicked thoughts. I glance in the direction of the sound to find Dexter, Wilder, and Jameson all scrambling to pick up their cell phones off the glass table in the conference room.

Weird.

I don't dwell on what's happening in the conference room; instead, I go back to teasing my Doms.

Violet: I might have also forgotten to wear a bra to work.

Master: That's a very bad girl, Pet. We'll see you tonight for your punishment.

I quickly set my phone down and mentally prepare myself for the wanton desires they've unleashed inside of me. And for the next seven days, my life is almost perfect—playing with my Doms every night at Club Sin, then teasing them mercifully by text during the day. What could possibly go wrong?

On the eighth day, I found out the hard way just how wrong things could go.