He laughed. “Bored and horny in a sex club doesn’t always make for the best choices.”

“Poor thing. You’ve probably ruined her for all other men.”

“You do realize I’m a sure thing tonight and you don’t have to pile on the flattery to get into my pants?”

She rubbed her thumb across his nipple. “Maybe she was a sign that I should be flattering you more. Because you are worth it.”

His eyes glittered with pleasure. “You’re killing me here.”

“You should know—”

“Knox. Punctual as usual,” a deep voice said behind her. “And who is this lovely?”

Shiori turned around. A good-looking guy in his mid-fifties with salt-and-pepper hair held hands with a younger man who had such ethereal beauty that her mouth fell open.

“Yes, my pet gets that a lot. Don’t you, sweetheart?”

“Yes, sir.”

“I’m Mistress B. You must be Master Mike.”

“I’d heard about the exotic beauty who’d joined our happy little Twisted family, but the reports didn’t do you justice.” Master Mike kissed her hand.

“Thank you.”

“So, Mike, I’ve got a treat in store for you tonight.” Master Mike wrapped his hand around sub Mike’s jaw and lifted his face up. “Mistress B has whip skills. Both she and Knox will get you where you need to be, all right?”

Sub Mike immediately dropped to his knees. “Thank you, sir.”

“You can thank me appropriately later. For now, let’s get you naked and strapped down.” Master Mike looked at Knox. “I’ll open the door once we’re ready.”

After the Mikes went into the room, Shiori said, “Is this normal?”

Knox nodded. “Master Mike undresses his sub and chooses how he’ll be bound for this. Then I come in, do my thing, and leave.”

“Do they tip you?”

“Funny.”

“So what happens if I get really horny? Where do we go if I need you to fuck me?”

He blinked as if he didn’t believe her. “If you’re serious, I can reserve a private room.”

“Better do it just to be safe.” She paused, thinking back to the conversation with Merrick. “Unless you’d rather not be seen spending time in a private room with a Domme.”

“We’re already associated tonight. Most everyone knows I do more than one session a night. I’ll be right back.” He disappeared around a corner.

Out of curiosity, she followed him. They walked into another corridor with private rooms. She walked past the first two doors that read occupied, but there was no way to peek inside.

Right when she and Knox returned to the first hallway, Master Mike opened the door. “Ready.”

Shiori entered the room first. Sub Mike dangled from chains in the ceiling, and his ankles were cuffed to hooks in the floor. He wore a blindfold.

“His rule is no blood play. My rule is I call a halt to the session. I’d tell you where his hot spots are, Mistress B, but I rather enjoy seeing you discovering them on your own. So I’ll ask you to begin.”

She bowed to Master Mike, almost without thought. After she chose a short single tail from the choices his Master had laid out, her heels clicked on the cement flooring as she circled the sub.

It was tempting to tease him, to build the anticipation, but she snapped the first blow on his nipple.

Sub Mike arched and gasped.

Nipples were good.

She stopped behind him. The way he was positioned, with his ass sticking out . . . The next strike landed on his anus.

He released a low, sexy groan.

The base of his armpit.

The inside of his thigh.

The back of his thigh where his leg curved into his ass.

The last area of his body she picked was a no-brainer. The whip tip connected with his balls.

Shiori met Knox’s gaze. He inclined his head and chose a cat-’o-nine-tails and a flogger. Then he proceeded to whip the hell out of sub Mike’s ass.

And that’s how it started. She’d finesse the marks, leaving them on sub Mike’s hot spots. Then Knox would apply a lot of pain all at once.

It was a sensual tease between her and Knox. Circling sub Mike and each other. Trying to see who could elicit the loudest cry.

Shiori wished Knox had taken off his sleeveless T-shirt so she could watch the muscles in his back ripple when he swung. She wanted to see the sweat dampening his shirt glistening on his skin.

Air teased the backs of her legs, and she realized Knox had snapped the flogger at her but had purposely missed.