“Then you haven't.” He studied her until she squirmed. “When you were in the clubs, did you hook up with a Dom and do some scenes?”
She nodded.
“Did you do as he ordered?”
She stiffened. If she admitted what an inadequate submissive she was, then he'd toss her out.
“Answer me, pet.”
Pet. Wrists leashed. Restrained by his hands. Commanded. Everything in her body melted, not with heat but with something far deeper, and the building seemed to drop away, leaving her without any security. Falling. “I did. At first. But they were… I didn't have to obey them, so I didn't.”
“I see.” His fingertips stroked her cheek gently, and she couldn't keep from tipping her face into his palm.
“What about me and Master Dan?”
God, with them she'd rolled over like a dog, especially with Master Cullen. Sh
