Touch: The Complete Series by Cara Dee

Author:Cara Dee [Dee, Cara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781546754244
Amazon: 1546754245
Publisher: Cara Dee
Published: 2017-05-16T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 5

We arrive at Rio's house outside the city just as a catering van and some other truck leave.

"Of course he's hired party planners," Dante says, amused, as he parks in the large driveway. Looks like we're one of the first ones to arrive. Unless Rio has four cars. "You're in for a treat, Chelsea." He smiles at me in the rearview. "Rio's play parties are something else. Only Cade's would compete."

I eye the massive house resting on a grassy hill, his land surrounded by a tall wrought-iron fence. What I assume opens up to the backyard is hidden as the hill dips, and all I can see are the tips of glowing heaters and a few trees with lanterns in them.

"Damn," I mumble, more than a little intimidated. The house is modern, lots of windows and straight lines, and must've cost a fortune. "He's gotta be loaded, right?"

"Like a Rockefeller." Gretchen snorts. "He bought this house right after his fiancée died, but he's barely lived in it." Kayla's told me about that. The fiancée died in a car accident some five years ago. Gretchen's eyes light up. "Wait 'til you see his basement. Oh, my God."

"He has his own dungeon there," Dante supplies, and I nod in understanding. "We've borrowed it a few times while he's been on missions with Doctors Without Borders. In fact, I think others have played there more than he has. Such a shame." He opens the door and steps out, and we follow suit.

The asphalt sparkles with frost, and I'm thankful it hasn't snowed. We were given the option to change here, but Dante said if it was possible, he wanted us to change before. The only one who needs a minute to fix his costume is Dante. He's wearing a Roman tunic but tucked it into a pair of jeans since he knew he'd be stopping for gas on the way.

"Do you girls need any reminders of the protocol?" He eases into Master mode.

"No, Sir," I reply as Gretchen says, "No, Master."

"Good." He reveals two brown leather collars and fastens them around our necks. I shiver, and not just from the cold. "What will you call me when we step inside that house?"

"Dominus," we answer.

He nods and attaches a rusty-looking chain to the rings on our collars. The authenticity only makes it more enticing. "And a Mistress?"

"Domina," we say.

"Good slaves. I have your limits for the evening right here." He pats the pocket of his jacket. "I'll give them to your new owners after the auction."

Grabbing our bags in one hand and holding the end of the chain in the other, he takes the lead up the path toward the house.

Anticipation surges through me at the thought of tonight's events. Approximately ten Tops have been invited, all of them bringing one to three bottoms. In addition, each Top has been given a certain amount of fake currency, which is to be used during the auction. Afterward, there are different tasks that will need to be completed throughout the night.

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