Competing for Master: The Complete Series by Madison Barry

Author:Madison Barry [Barry, Madison]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2018-05-09T00:00:00+00:00

Day 6

Round One

I poked my head out into the hall after breakfast and was not surprised to see number six headed my way. I figured she would take full advantage of our loosened rules about visiting and conversation. I backed out of the doorway and tried to push my door shut—not that that would keep her out, but maybe it would send a message—but she threw her weight against it and got in the way of it closing. I sighed.

“So, you had a little trouble with the clothespins. Wonder why that was,” she said.

“Good morning to you, too.” I would aim for civil but aloof.

She lowered her voice. “Carlo likes clothespins, doesn’t he?”

“Get out of my room, please. I’d like to rest before prep time.”

“He told me he liked to tie you up and flick them off with a riding crop. That sounds painful. Was it a punishment? He wasn’t clear.”

She was determined to bait me, and it was going to work if she kept this up. I had to assume the cameras were on and recording and that Mr. Billionaire would see this. Which meant I had to come off as the bigger person and let her get herself in trouble. “Will you please just tell me what’s going on? Who are you?” I asked, striving for a polite tone and missing by a bit.

She grinned, quite satisfied to have gotten a reaction out of me. “You left me to pick up the pieces. You broke him. You could have at least done him the courtesy of saying goodbye.” She whirled on her heel and stalked away before I could respond. I could hardly go running after her or shout, so I retreated into my room.

Morning prep was different today. There was no enema, for one, and I didn’t miss it. More interesting, though, we were given clothes! Loungewear for when we were relaxing in our rooms, and for Round One, black, lacy lingerie, a red, strapless cocktail gown, and black heels. The woman doing our prep even did our hair and makeup. She then gathered us all and led us up two flights of stairs to the main floor, where she deposited us in a formal living room where Mr. Billionaire awaited us, along with the three Doms who had participated in our Round Two challenge yesterday and four other men I didn’t recognize, all in tuxedos. There were no women other than the four of us.

Number twelve stood beside me, gaze traveling from man to man, counting silently. What in the world was he going to have us do?

“Hello, my lovely slaves! Welcome to the main floor. You all look beautiful. As we approach the end of our little competition, we’ll be doing some more complex challenges and you’ll get to see more of the house. All of the men here are Masters known to me. You can trust them as you trust me. You will also obey them as you obey me. Round One’s elimination challenge is another test of obedience.

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