The Sub Who Switched [Doms and Acquaintances 3] (Siren Publishing Allure) Read Online Free PDF

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    Footsteps stopped immediately behind her chair. “Jon, Ben, Matt, ladies.” Nick greeted everyone.
    Starting to feel sick, Ellie guessed that they were all in on this. She was going to kill each and everyone one of them afterward in a variety of evil ways, the vilest she could come up with. Looking up she stared daggers at everyone, but Rebecca in particular, knowing that she must have had something to do with this.
    Ben leaned over, taking her hands firmly in his. Even when she tried to pull away, he held her. “Ellie,” he said sharply to make her stop. “Nick wants you to give him a chance to show you that he can be dominant. Let him do a scene. That way you will both know one way or another.”
    She couldn’t have been more flabbergasted, partly with the idea of doing anything dominant with Nick but also the fact that he had clearly colluded with her friends on this.
    As she took this in, the others at the table melted away, leaving just Kat and Ben, who was still holding her arm, and Nick at her back, plastered so closely she could feel his erection. Ben caught her gaze and held it, saying firmly in his Dom voice, “Let him try.”
    Nodding lightly to him, he let go, raising his eyes to the man behind her. Some silent message communicated between them, but she couldn’t read it. Ellie smiled, guessing it was something like, “I’ll be watching you.” Ben rose swiftly, and taking Kat’s hand, they left the table, too. Ellie stayed where she was, waiting to see what Nick would do. She wasn’t going to make it easy for him.
    A moment later he leaned his hands on either side of her against the table, fencing her in. She tutted to herself. That was fairly standard domineering stuff. He would have to do better than that. “Come with me, Ellie.” This wasn’t quite a demand, more than a request.
    Her lips twitched in amusement, aware she could get her own back and have some fun, so she turned her head slightly, looking at him out of the corner of her eye. “Uh-huh. You and whose army will make me?”
    She felt his body tense as he leaned in further to whisper in her ear, “A disrespectful attitude like that will only get you punished.”
    Part of her wanted to burst out laughing at this totally out-of-character persona he was putting on, or trying to put on. But part of her was also intrigued to see what he would do next. She guessed he had been having some lessons from Ben.
    “Oh yes?” She turned to look him directly in the eye, wanting to really push him, pulling out of his forceful embrace as she did. “How exactly are you going to accomplish that?” she stated in the most patronizing tone she could muster.
    A giggle rose in her, knowing her dig had hit home, as his face tightened. But she didn’t expect his next action. Snaking an arm around her waist, he lifted her bodily off her chair, which wasn’t easy due to their similar heights. Shifting her under his arm, he walked in a determined line toward a nearby spanking bench which, coincidentally, just happened to be unoccupied.
    Dumping her in a heap on top of the bench which forced an “ow” from her, he proceeded to spread her knees and strap her legs down. When she went to push up to get away from him, he simply pressed her down again very decisively, gathering a wrist firmly to tie it to the bench. She made her annoyance known vocally, loudly telling him exactly where he could go fuck himself.
    Nick stopped what he was doing, and coming around to the head of the bench, he leaned forward, his arms either side of her head. “Your safe word is ‘Red.’ Are you giving me your safe word, Ellie? Do you really wish me to stop?”
    Getting fed up of this game, she ignored his question. As he moved around the bench to tie her other wrist, thinking her silence meant she was continuing, she took advantage of the moment to try to untie her wrist. Instead of grabbing hold of her as she expected, he just stood there, arms folded, legs spread,