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Eliza

I am standing in the corner of the lobby in The Velvet Room.

I knew they would be at this location because it’s the closest to their house.

This was their first location before they expanded into other cities.

I don’t come here unless it’s daytime and only to bring paperwork to the manager, Ryan.

Although I end up talking to him for a while when I am up here.

Ryan isn’t here tonight, though, so all the employees here don’t know who I am.

I am not dressed to go waltzing through the place, so waiting here is better.

I also look like a crazy lady, so I doubt they’d let me back anyhow.

They hardly wanted to even tell them I was here.

The door opens and both Julian and Calder rush me.

I am a little stunned that Julian is pulling on a shirt, but I’m distracted when Calder gently grabs my face.

“Are you okay?” Calder asks. I am trying so hard not to cry, but hearing his gentle tone when there is anger boiling in his eyes causes tears to spill out.

“No,” I whimper.

“Come on. Let’s go to the office,” Julian says. When he touches my lower back, I flinch away and hiss as fire crackles through the welts on my back. Julian stops dead in his tracks before turning to look at me.

“A private room,” Calder says to Julian before grabbing my hand and pulling me through the door.

I suddenly feel like everyone is watching us as we walk through the play area where people are getting fucked.

Julian and Calder don’t even seem to notice how many people turn to look at us.

Instead of the office, we go to one of the private VIP rooms.

“Natalie,” Calder says.

“Yeah?” a petite blonde woman asks, stepping in behind us.

“Can you join us?” Calder asks.

“Yeah,” she says, shutting the door behind her.

“What happened?” Julian asks as he picks me up and sits me on one of the leather-covered tables.

“I thought I ended the call before I left work…” I say, dropping my head to look at my lap. “When I left the office, the call was still going… He heard everything…”

“What did he do?” Calder asks.

“I tried to keep the peace. I really did,” I say as I start crying. Julian lifts my chin with a sigh, and I try to sniff back my tears.

“What did he do, kitten? Did he hit you?” Julian asks softly.

“Yes,” I whimper. “He slapped me, but… He, uh… I don’t know how… I’m sorry.”

“Let me,” Natalie says, bumping her hip into Julian to move him out of the way. “I’m Natalie. Eliza, right?”

“Yeah,” I whisper. “I’m their assistant.”

“Oh! I know you. They are always raving about their amazing assistant,” she says happily.

“Are you their…”

“No,” she laughs. “I am one of the sub students. That’s it. What did dickbreath do?”

“Troy,” I say.

“Meh. Dickbreath works,” she shrugs, making me smile for a second.

“He, uh… Called me a whore and… He forced me to, uh… I threw up, and he got mad,” I say.

“And he hit you for it?” she asks.

“Well, he slapped me first. He asked how long I had been cheating on him, but I didn’t. I tried to tell him that, but… After he made me… He dragged me from the dining room to the bedroom…” I say, but stop.

“I’m going to fucking kill him,” Julian growls.

“Shh,” Natalie says harshly to him. “Go on, sweetie.”

“Troy… Used BDSM to hurt me… A lot. It was used as a punishment… He handcuffed me to the bed, and… He just kept hitting me… He wouldn’t stop until I wasn’t moving anymore… Then he… You know.”

“Raped you,” she answers.

“Yeah,” I whisper. “After, he put his gun to my head and just stared at me. I thought he was going to pull the trigger, but then he just told me to pack my shit and leave, so I left.”

“Are you hurt?” she asks.

“I’m in pain, but it’s the welts. Otherwise… no,” I say. “I’ll probably be sore, though.”

“Are you okay if they see the welts?” she asks.

“Yeah…” I say.

“I’ll make them turn around so you can get laid down, but I’ll grab you a sheet to cover up. Okay?” she asks.

“They’re… Down my legs too,” I say. “I think one on my thigh is bleeding. I don’t know.”

“They can move the sheet around to keep you as covered as possible then,” she says sweetly. I nod, and she steps back so I can get off the table. Julian grabs a white sheet from the closet and hands it to Natalie before he and Calder turn around.

I carefully try to pull my shirt off but whimper in pain and stop. I try a few more times before Julian and Calder cautiously turn around and step closer. “I’m sorry,” I say tearfully.

“You have nothing to apologize for,” Calder says as he turns me away from them.

They carefully help me get my shirt off, and the growl that comes out of these men is every bit protective and angry.

One of them helps me get my leggings off, and now I am naked.

Hardly a second passes before the sheet is used to block me as Natalie helps me lie face down on the table.

“Jesus, those are bad,” Natalie says.

“Can you grab the first aid kit, please?” Julian asks.

“Yeah. I’ll be back,” she says before leaving the room.

“Are they bad?” I ask quietly.

“Uh… yeah. A few broke the skin,” Calder says with a sigh. Julian moves the sheet over to expose the left side of my ass and sighs.

“This one is bleeding. It doesn’t need stitches, but it should be cleaned,” Julian says. “Is it okay if I clean it, or would you rather, Natalie?”

“You can,” I say. “Sorry I crashed your… whatever you are doing here tonight.”

“We were done for the night. You didn’t interrupt anything,” Julian says.

“What was class about?” I ask.

“Since when do you want to know what we do here?” Calder asks teasingly.

“Since the alternative is talking about how Julian is touching my ass,” I say, making Julian laugh. “It’s okay. Worse things have happened to my ass tonight.”

“What did he do?” Julian asks.

“If I tell you, you can’t get all macho man on me.”

“I won’t kill him. What happened?” Julian asks again.

“He… Kept me tied up while he took my ass,” I say bluntly. “Only… He does this sick shit where he forces me to get off and mocks me and calls me names the whole time.”

“Are you injured at all?” Calder asks.

“No. Thankfully, he never goes that far,” I say. “Something other than my bullshit, please. What did you two do tonight?”

“Me, technically,” Natalie says as she walks back into the room.

“It was about safe words and finding boundaries,” Julian says. “It’s a part of the training, so submissives know what it feels like to reach their limit and learn how to handle that. Sometimes a sub will get caught up in wanting to please their Dom and not call it in fear of failure.”

“So, you are her dominant?” I ask.

“I am a dominant, not her dominant,” Julian says.

“What’s the difference?”

“I have not collared her, so she is not mine. She is just a student learning from dominant people. There are also female dominants that work with the subs,” Julian says.

“Domme Bea scares me,” Natalie says.

“Bea scares me too,” Calder laughs.

“Bea… Are you talking about Beatrice?” I ask.

“Yeah,” Natalie says as Julian searches through the first aid kit.

“She’s so mild-mannered, though,” I say. “She calls me ma’am,”

“You are her boss technically,” Julian says. “She is different in this environment. This is going to sting a bit.”

“Okay… Ow!” I hiss when Julian dabs the cut with an alcohol wipe. He leans down and gently blows on my skin, and I relax. “I think having my hot Dom boss blow on my ass is about the strangest thing that’s ever happened to me.”

“You think I’m hot?” Julian laughs.

“That’s all you picked up from that statement?” I ask. “Thank you for helping me… I didn’t know what else to do. I still don’t, but…”

“We meant it when we said you were always welcome at our place,” Calder says. “Although we will put you in the guest room instead.”

“You two live together?” Natalie asks.

“Yeah. We have since we were five,” Julian says.

“You don’t have to take me in like a stray,” I argue.

“You are not a stray, and we want to,” Julian says, smoothing a bandage over the cut on my ass. “That’s going to have to be changed out in a few hours. The rest of this we can put a salve on. It’s going to bruise in a few spots, but you’ll feel better in a few days.”

“Thank you for tending to my ass wound, Juli,” I say.

“You’re welcome, Liza,” Julian says. “Are you okay if she goes? I don’t want her having to drive home too late.”

“I’m alone in the office with you two every single day. I’m okay. Sore, but okay.”

“Can you tell Ryan he is leading class tomorrow, and I’ll text him later about it, please?” Calder says to Natalie.

“No problem. It was nice to meet you, Eliza. You’ll have to come back soon,” Natalie says to me.

“Nice to meet you too, and I might when my skin isn’t on fire,” I laugh.

When she leaves, the room falls silent for a moment before Calder speaks. “We are going to put this salve on you and then help you get dressed, okay?”

“Okay,” I sigh.

“It should help with the pain and swelling,” Julian informs me. “If you get uncomfortable or want us to stop, just speak up. Okay?”

“Okay,” I say.

How bad could it be? Just my two sexy bosses touching my naked body.

No big deal. Right? Wrong. As soon as they start rubbing that salve into my skin, I am in big fucking trouble.

The only thing that saves me from embarrassing myself is the fact that their touch is also causing me pain, so when I groan, I have an excuse.

Eventually, the pain becomes overwhelming, and I move up to my elbows so that I don’t feel like I am stuck to the table.

“Almost done,” Julian says softly.