Vicious Carousel (Suncoast Society #25)(62)

“Ask June! I told her this morning I was going to ask you guys tonight. Please, please, take me home.” She started sobbing again. He caught Nolan’s gaze in the rearview mirror and thought his partner was going to punch him for not immediately turning the car around.

“Okay, honey. Calm down. We’re almost to the apartment. Let’s pull in there for just a minute and talk.”

He parked next to her car, put it in park, and then turned.

Nolan glared at him, her face pressed against his shoulder.

Kenny gave him a stink-eye and then reached over the seat to stroke her hair. “We promised you we wouldn’t force you to do anything, sweetie,” he said. “You tell us what you want.”

She sniffled as she lifted her head from Nolan’s shoulder. “I’m yours. I belong to you both. Please, I don’t want to be alone anymore. I feel safe when I’m with you, and I’m done trying to stay alone. I want to be with you guys. Please?”

“You don’t need to be our submissive or our slave to be with us,” he gently said. “We love you, and we want you in our lives. If you want to wait on other stuff, we’re okay with that.”

“Yeah,” Nolan said, his expression softening when he realized Kenny wasn’t going to force her to stay at the apartment. “We just want you, however you want to be with us.”

“I want to be your slave,” she said. “I trust you guys. I love you guys.” She sniffled again. “Do you know what June whispered to me when you got there?”

“No, sweetie,” Kenny said. “We couldn’t hear her.”

“She told me if I let you two go because of fear, she’d never forgive me, because it cost her her favorite gun.” She giggled. “She really said that.”

Kenny laughed. “I can believe that, strangely enough.”

“I think she was in shock,” Nolan said. “When Scrye got there, it was like she had a nervous breakdown or something.”

“I was pretty out of it before you guys got there.” Betsy sniffled. “But I’m pretty sure I heard one of the cops say ‘tight grouping’ or something like that when they were examining Jack, before they took us out to the parking lot. She got between me and Jack. She was willing to die to protect me, if she had to. If she has that kind of faith in you two and doesn’t even know you two as well as I do, I’m done trying to do this shit on my own. I’m choosing you because I love you and life’s too short for me to live in fear anymore.”

“Tell us what you want, sweetie,” Kenny softly said. “You need to ask us.”

She took a long, hitching breath. “I want to be with you guys, as your slave. I want to belong to both of you. I want you two to get legally married—because f*ck you, *s who kept holding up gay marriage for so long here in this state, and you two have been together for so long—and I want to be your slave.”

Kenny started laughing. “You have been talking to Tilly waaay too much,” he teased, leaning across the seat to kiss her.

Nolan kissed her. “Would you do us the honor of being our slave, Elizabeth?”

She nodded. “Yes, Sir.” She looked at Kenny. “I would love to be your slave. Both of you.”

Kenny reached out and touched the shark’s tooth necklace still around her neck. “I wonder if Becca can make something out of chainmaille with a shark’s tooth?”

“I have a rule I want to put forth,” Nolan said, getting their attention.

“What?” Kenny asked.

“It’s an addendum to the punishment rule, so she needs to approve it.”

She looked a little nervous, but she nodded for him to go on.

“I get that sometimes you’re going to go places with your friends,” Nolan said. “I get it. And I also get that, sometimes, you won’t have your phone on you, or be able to use it. In the future, please, make sure you throw us a text, or leave us a note, if you aren’t going to be in contact.”

“Or?”

He thought about it for a moment. “You would have to choose the punishment,” he said. “No, we will not use that as an excuse to punish you at will,” he added. “And you can, of course, say no punishment was needed. But…come on.”

“She didn’t know Jack was free,” Kenny said.

“I know. Today wouldn’t be a punishment day,” he said. “Because, reasons. However, I would like to reserve the right, in extraordinary circumstances, to bring up punishment.”

Kenny hoped that wasn’t pushing the envelope too far.

Betsy slowly nodded. “That’s fair,” she finally said. “I’ll agree to that. But what are you thinking are punishments?”

Nolan shrugged. “Your choice.”

“Cane strokes?”

He shrugged. “Maybe.”

“Paddle?”

Another shrug.

“Well, what?” she asked.

“I was thinking more like you on your knees, not being allowed to come while you suck one of our cocks and the other uses a vibrator on you. And if you come without permission, you get five swats with a paddle, and then it’s forced orgasm torture on you until we say stop.”

He watched as she slowly licked her lips. “That’s fair,” she softly said.