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boxers grew tighter as she watched. She wondered why they were wearing the boxers, as she knew they wore nothing under their kilts. Maybe they only wore kilts on special occasions. She’d love to see them in tight jeans. Oh my that would be a sight for sore eyes !
    After a quick shower, she dressed in a Scotland Rugby shirt belonging to one of the brothers and made her way to the kitchen to help with the breakfast and found they were in jeans and not their kilts today. She had got her wish, and they were every bit as delicious as she’d thought they would be. Their backsides were tight and muscular, and she watched in fascination as the muscles shifted as they bent to their tasks. She would love to get her hands on those fine globes.
    Emma arrived promptly and hugged her friend, getting all the details from her that the brothers hadn’t been told. She was as annoyed as Fiona had expected, and she wanted to find Gordon and kick his arse into touch. The Doms sat and discussed strategy. There had been a break-in at Emma’s house, but the only thing that had been stolen was Fiona’s laptop. Fiona said, “Oh my god. What am I going to do? How did he find me? Gordon must have some help. It must be his nasty little friend, Jackson who took it. He’s a thief, and he knows his way around computers. I don’t keep any information on it that he doesn’t already know. I have been so careful, how did he find me? ” Fiona was afraid. If Jackson was there, then so was Gordon, and he’d find her and…Two large hands took hers and held them. They said nothing, but their warmth and their fingers, as they played with hers and drew soothing circles on her palms, soon had her calming down and able to listen to what was being said.
    “If you’ve been using your phone and your laptop, they could trace you. Did you phone anyone to tell them you were going to stay here?” Master Eric asked.
    Fiona paled. She hadn’t realised that her short phone call to her sister, to tell her she was safe for a few days with Emma, could have brought Gordon down on her.
    Master Eric told her his former flatmate, Jack, was in Special Branch. He had contacts and could get things moving faster. Jack had contacted the police and Master Eric phoned Jack now to tell him who Fiona thought was to blame. Master Eric told them that he was going to do extensive searches from the club, as he had help as well as powerful software installed there, but it wouldn’t hurt to let Jack do some digging, too. Jack had access to people and databases that Eric didn’t have. What Eric didn’t say was that Jack was a Dom, and a good friend of Master Prometheus, the club owner. When Jack retired in a few months, he would be joining the club, Eric had no doubt.
    Fiona was using her real name with them, and she gave him as many details about herself, Gordon, and Jackson as she could. She was feeling tense and worried as she recounted all she’d suffered at his hands, and panic began to overtake her. She knew he must be here, and she knew he’d come for her. He had promised to kill her if she left him. She’d lose these lovely men and be back in his power and suffering his wrath, he’d make her suffer. She was feeling sick and couldn’t catch her breath. Gordon was nothing if not inventive when it came to inflicting pain. They must have felt her tense up again, so they said they’d like to relax for a while. As the weather was so pleasant, and the research wasn’t going to start at the club until that evening. They suggested a game in the garden.

Chapter Nine

    Master Angus’s house was on the outskirts of Sheffield. The garden had a large flat lawn on one side, so they played badminton and croquet. Of course, being Doms, they couldn’t just play a straight game, and for every point lost, an article of clothing was removed. As the women were playing against the three large men, it was no surprise to anyone who lost most clothing. Fiona, against two Doms, lost all her