Giving him an approving nod, Patrick tossed a small packet of lube across the desk as the copier went silent. Michael tore open the packet, giving Lexie a quick grin as she returned to her place beside Patrick, handing him the copies, her eyes wide with excitement from watching Michael and Ellie.

In her precarious position, Michael could see Ellie was already wet. She might have made a token protest, but she was definitely turned on.

Ellie’s breath was coming in little pants of excitement that made her want to moan with embarrassment. She didn’t even know why she was so aroused right now, she only knew she was.

Because Patrick and Lexie were there? Normally she didn’t really get off on people watching her, although she didn’t mind it, but this was a much more intimate kind of exhibitionism than she was used to. Or was it because Michael wanted to play with her ass again, a part of her that, because of her soft limits, other Doms had avoided?

Or maybe it was just Michael himself and his confidence, his excitement at signing a club contract with her. The moment she’d put her signature on the page, it had felt like an invisible band tightening around her, but in a good way. She felt secure. Safe.

While she still didn’t know what she would tell him about her past, even though she knew she’d have to tell him something eventually, she also knew the contract would keep him from walking away immediately. There were now protocols of behavior in place, at least at the club, and he was honor-bound to follow them - and for someone as honorable as Michael, the protocols might as well be law.

Wearing a plug all the time would be a new experience. She’d already known Michael planned to push her soft limits, but she hadn’t realized he’d want her plugged all the time. Just the thought made every submissive bone in her body feel melty. She was going to feel owned, reminded of the contract, for every second they were together in the club with a plug filling her ass. Something which would have scared her off with any other Dom, but with Michael...

He’d bought her a new plug. Not a regular plug either; the silicon plug with its bejeweled base was a special plug. Her special plug. No one had ever bought a toy just for her before. Not even Doms she’d played with on a more regular basis or who had wanted more from her than just occasional scenes.

Who knew a man buying her a butt plug could give her such warm fuzzies?

Definitely something to bring up at her next therapy session. Dr. Amy would get a kick out of it. And it would be nice to talk about something nice.