Claimed by Jaymie Holland

Author:Jaymie Holland
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: erotica, erotic romance, bdsm, domination, submission, bondage, latex, fetish, explicit, kink, cheyenne mccray, jaymie holland
Publisher: Jaymie Holland

Chapter 8

“Are you sure about this?” Rick studied Leslie as they stood inside the foyer of her home. “I’ve never been to something like what you’re telling me this is. Some kind of wild BDSM party.”

“Where’s your sense of adventure?” She grinned. “I thought all of you Navy SEALs were up for anything.”

“My sense of adventure has some limits when it comes to civilian to life.” He shook his head. “I don’t think there’s a thing we’ve gone through that will have prepared me for a big wild bondage orgy.”

She put her hands on her hips. “It is not an orgy. Just because people are into BDSM doesn’t mean they like group sex.”

He gave her a pointed look. “But some do.”

“Yeah, well.” She smiled and tugged on his arm as she encouraged him to go out the front door. “I’m not into that kind of thing. So come on and you’ll get to meet some of my friends.”

He looked her over, admiring the black leather miniskirt she wore, as well as the corset she had on beneath a short leather jacket. “I don’t want to let you out of my sight looking like that, so I guess I’m in.”

“Good.” She locked the door behind them and they headed toward his black SUV that was parked by the curb. It had been several weeks since Cabo and they had been seeing each other as often as they were able.

“Tell me about this place,” Rick said as he drove them toward a rural part of Maryland, their headlights the only light around.

“It’s simply called ‘the farm’.” She looked out into the darkness as they continued beyond the city limits. “KC, I mean the Kink Club, holds an annual party at the farm. It’s a lot of fun.”

Rick grunted.

“A guy named Garth owns it.” She looked from the window to Rick. “He was on the auction board. He organized KC’s private involvement.”

“So he probably knows my sister.” Rick didn’t sound like he approved.

Leslie laughed. “There’s no doubt since they both work on the board.”

Even though Rick seemed a little unsure of all of this, he was still fun to talk to and he loosened up as they drove to the farm.

The place was lit up like a Christmas festival as they reached the road leading up to the two-story farmhouse and drove toward it. From a distance the lighting looked like a hundred fireflies dancing about.

The truck bounced in ruts along the road then Rick found a place to park that was a good distance away because there were so many vehicles parked outside the main gates.

It was cool outside and she was thankful for her jacket, although her bare legs beneath her leather mini skirt were chilled. He held her hand as they walked toward the buildings, his grip helping to steady her on the uneven surface in her four-inch heels. She wanted to poke him in the side for his lack of enthusiasm. It wasn’t dampening hers, and she knew he hadn’t intended it to.

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