Done For (Their Sub Series Book 2)

by Linzi Basset

  “Shh, little darlin, relax, just take deep breaths,” he coaxed her, his voice deep and soothing as a piece of dark chocolate on a late winter’s night.

  Relax! Don’t these fucking men have any idea how a woman’s body work? Oh gawd! I need to pee!

  “You’re doing very well, Shona. I’m proud of you, love.”

  Mitch’s praise flowed over her like the first rain in a desert. She opened her eyes and looked at him. His gaze shone warmly across the short distance. It made her feel wanted . . . loved. She forced a calming breath into her lungs and then curled up her legs as the need to urinate became unbearable.

  I won’t pee. I. Will. Not. Fucking. Pee!

  Shona couldn’t describe the feelings his approval made her feel. It was something so foreign; she had no idea what to make of it. All she knew was that she was doing this, suffering through the painful pressure in her bladder, for him. To please him. To show him that she was the right one for him.

  The fact that he came with the two men who were part of her torment, somehow didn’t scare her off. It excited her. She wanted nothing more than to pass their tests.

  Then he nodded toward the last glass of water in front of her.

  “Drink your water, Shona. You must be thirsty after that hard climax.”

  Want him? Fuck that! I hate him!

  She picked up the glass and drank every last drop.

  Chapter Four

  “Why are you doing this to me?”

  Shona’s voice sounded brittle in the confines of his luxury SUV. His eyes remained on the stretch of road in front of him. He was silent for so long, she didn’t expect him to respond. Then she felt his hand come to rest on her thigh. He squeezed gently, before he traced the soft inside curve of her thigh.

  Her breathing faltered. It was the first time he’d touched her the entire evening. So far, he’d just watched.

  “I have to be sure, Shona. I made a mistake once. I won’t make another.”

  She glanced at him. His face appeared stoic in the dashboard lights.

  “Ohhh!” she moaned. She leaned her head back against the seat, biting on her bottom lip. The pressure from her full bladder was painful.

  “You’re doing tremendously well, love. I’m really proud of you. Don’t give up now.”

  “Why this?” Shona wailed and clenched her fists on her thighs.

  “Because if you’re willing to see this through, suffer through the humiliation and discomfort to please me, I’ll know you’re the one I’ve been seeking.”

  “Gawd, Mitch. It hurts! I don’t know how much longer I can hold it,” she said. She felt like crying.

  “I really want you to get through this, Shona.” He glanced at her briefly. “I really do.”

  That was it. I won’t pee. Fuck! I need to pee!

  “Please, just drive faster.”

  “Even if I wanted to, I can’t. Speed limit, love,” he cajoled softly. His hand remained on her thigh. The tender circling movement of his fingers on her skin managed to calm her down. The rest of the trip was conducted in silence, but it wasn’t an uncomfortable one.

  She flung the door open the moment he brought the car to a stop and turned her legs out to sprint inside. Mitch quickly came around the front of the car. He stood watching as an expression of discomfort flashed over her face. She sat frozen in place; her eyes pleading.

  “Please. I can’t, it hurts too much.”

  “Of course it does, love,” he said soothingly and lifted her carefully out of the car, slammed the door shut and locked it.

  She clutched him around the neck and pleaded in his throat, “Hurry. I beg you, please hurry.”

  Mitch carried her to the door. She handed her keys over without thought. Her house wasn’t big and he found the bathroom without her guidance. He lowered her feet gently to the floor. She couldn’t straighten or protest when he guided her to the toilet and assisted her to sit down.

  Then he simply stood back and leaned against the door frame to watch her.

  “NOO! Please leave. I need to . . . oohhhmm,” she moaned painfully.

  “I’m not going anywhere,” he said, expression deadpan. His keen regard made her uncomfortable beyond measure.

  “Aaagggghhhh!” She moaned loudly.

  Shona stared at him. Her full bladder throbbed painfully in her lower stomach. Yet, even though she tried, she couldn’t let go. She stared at him wide-eyed.

  “Now, Shona, you may pee.”

  That was all she needed to hear before the floodgates opened.

  “No. Eyes on me, Shona,” he ordered brusquely.

  She was too relieved to be emptying her bladder to protest and kept her eyes locked on his. She’d never had such a full bladder and felt a blush spread over her cheeks when the stream continued for what felt like forever.

  “Take off your dress, Shona,” he ordered when she was nearly done.

  Mindful of his threat at the restaurant, she didn’t protest and with a baleful look at him, yanked off the dress over her head. He took it from her, folded it neatly and placed on top of the laundry basket. He picked up her wash cloth and heated it under the faucet, watching her wipe herself.

  “This is beyond embarrassing,” she muttered.

  “Really? You never peed in front of your husband?”

  “No. I used to be very shy then. We never even made love with the lights on.”

  “Hm, well, hopefully you’re over that, because we love to watch our cocks disappear into a hot, wet pussy . . . or ass . . . or mouth,” he said. “Bend over, love. Grab hold of your ankles and keep your legs straight.”

  “Mitch, I . . .”

  His expression was enough for her to swallow her words and with a soft moan, she did as instructed. The next moan was a combination of arousal and embarrassment when he began to run the heated cloth up and down her pussy. He wiped over her clit and pulling her labia apart, just inside her slit. He was thorough and quite obviously, enjoying himself.

  “There. Come, love. Walk me to the door,” he said. He assisted her upright and they stared at each other for long moments. He was the first to turn away and strode down the hallway toward the front door.

  Shona took a deep breath before she followed him at a sedate pace. Her body was trembling in the after effects of wash cloth wielding.

  He opened the door and pulled her onto the porch.

  “Mitch! The neighbors . . .” she cried out softly, suddenly aware of her nakedness.

  “Are asleep,” he said, cupping her cheeks. His lips touched hers once, twice, three times in hard, brief kisses. She was stunned that something that fleeting managed to shoot her libido through the roof. He stepped back and ran his fingers down her cheek.

  “I’ll see you tomorrow.” He said and turned to walk down the stairs.

  “Wait? You’re not going to . . . you don’t want to . . .”

  He turned and looked at her. His expression was closed as he allowed his gaze to run over her naked body, bathed in the yellow glow of the overhead porch light.

  Her body was perfect; her breasts full and firm, where they sat high on her chest. The rose-tinted nipples shriveled to hard little stones under his regard. Her fingers fiddling in front of her waist drew his gaze over her flat stomach, curvy hips and legs that appeared to be never ending. His body complained as much as hers, but he suppressed his need. He needed to be sure.

  “Not tonight, love.” He turned and opened the car door. He looked at her. “But not because I don’t desire you. Listen carefully, Shona, because you need to know what’s waiting for you. When it’s my turn, I want it all and believe me, little darlin, you’re gonna need all your energy and dig deep to give me what I want and need from you. Complete submission. Go and rest, Shona. Tomorrow, it’s our test and you’re gonna need all the rest you can get.”

  * * * * * * * *

  She had just sat down, facing the rolling mountains on her back porch, when she heard the front door open.

  “Yoohoo!
Anyone home?”

  Shona smiled, not surprised when her best friend and partner, Chloe Walker popped in this early. If Diana Summers, her other bestie, hadn’t moved to Tucson with her three dominant husbands, she would’ve been here as well.

  “Grab some coffee! I’m on the back porch,” Shona called out over her shoulder.

  Chloe sat down next to Shona and plunked her feet on the patio table.

  “Ah, this is bliss. Damn! I miss Diana. Especially on days like these. You know, when we reminisce about a date from the previous night,” she hinted with a grin.

  “I miss her too. You know what? Why don’t we go visit her? She’s been back from her honeymoon for months already. I’d love to see how her pregnancy is going,” Shona said. The more she talked, the more exciting the prospect became.

  “Hm, lemme guess, you want us to leave immediately? Hell no. Do you really think it’s that easy to distract me? Pfft, you should know me better than that, girlie.” Chloe voice tinkled with laughter. She sat up and pinned her down with a narrowed glare. “Come on. Out with it. What happened on your date with Mitch?”

  Shona fiddled with her fingers. She took a sip of her coffee to compose herself. Chloe was way too perceptive to fool and Shona was still struggling to come to terms with what had happened.

  What was about to happen today, more like it.

  “Shona? Did he hurt you? Oh, fuck no! Are you okay?”

  “Oh no, he didn’t. Calm down, Chloe. It’s just . . . I didn’t expect . . . well, you know?”

  Chloe stared at Shona, amazement written all over her face.

  “Well actually, I don’t know. You’re gonna have to give me more clues. Damn it, Shona! What happened? You’re never at a loss for words and I mean never.”

  Shona glanced at her and smiled tremulously. “Well, for one thing, Sam Elliott and Jason White were there too.”

  “Fuck me. Three of them? Like Diana’s three? That kind of three?”

  “Yeah, three Dominants and they’re looking for a submissive too.”

  “Oh, shitballs in a rag! Don’t tell me you’re gonna fall for that? Let me guess, they want you to do a test as well? WTF girl! Don’t these Dominants know how to woo a girl first and sweep her off her feet before they go in for the kill?”

  “Well, I guess my sassiness got me in a lot of trouble last night and to be honest, Chloe, I was the one pushing Mitch. I wanted him to consider me as a submissive.”

  “Well, that must’ve been a laugh. You don’t have a submissive bone in your body,” she snorted.

  Her jaw dropped at Shona’s expression. She shook her head, shocked mute.

  “I guess you don’t know whether you’re a natural submissive until in the presence of real a Dominant—or three.” Shona said softly. Her stomach rolled in memory of what had happened in that restaurant.

  “What test? Come on, out with it.” Chloe was suddenly all ears and sat forward eagerly. “This has to be something juicy.”

  “Not all of it was. But in the end . . .” Her eyes turned dreamy as she stared off into the distance. Gawd, how I wish Mitch had stayed to make love to me.

  “Oh, for heaven sake! Out with it, Shona,” Chloe boomed in the silence. She was almost jumping up and down in her chair with impatience.

  Shona laughed and quickly told her what the three men had done to her. Chloe’s eyes widened as the tale progressed.

  “I hope you told him to go and shit on a cactus and went to pee. Doesn’t he know how unhealthy it is to hold it in?”

  “Exactly what I told him.”

  “Good. At least now he knows you’re not a pushover,” Chloe said.

  “Well . . . I did hold it. Don’t look at me like that! It was the strangest thing, Chloe. I still can’t explain it to myself, let alone to you, but I wanted to please him. I wanted him to look at me with pride and say, you did well, you pleased me and he did . . . I didn’t pee until he gave me permission to . . . when he brought me home.”

  Chloe slumped back in the chair to stare at Shona, mouth agape.

  “Lemme get this straight. He forced you to drink gallons of water and then told you to hold your pee the entire evening and you did it of your own accord? Jesus! Who the fuck are you and what did you do with Shona?” She demanded in a growl.

  “I know, right? I dunno, Chloe, it’s the weirdest thing. I know, I know, it’s so not like me, but you know what? I’ve never felt as empowered as I did sitting there and allowing them to do what they did.”

  “Empowered? Allowing? Come on, Shona, he forced you.”

  Shona shook her head. “Forcing someone, to me, is a physical thing. He had no power but what I gave to him. It was my decision, my desire to give it to them. I could’ve just walked away, but I didn’t. I wanted it. I wanted to test my own depths, to understand who I am, apart from my body. He knew though. Somehow, Mitch Cooper knew that deep down I’m a submissive yearning to come out.”

  “Shona, are you sure this isn’t just infatuation? You know you’ve had a crush on that man since you met him a year ago.”

  Shona’s mind wandered to the day Mitch had come to Diana’s house to see her after she’d been laid off during a merger. Shona had opened the door and found this . . . gorgeous hunk of a man. For the first time in her life she’d been struck mute. She couldn’t think of one witty thing to say.

  That sexy brow of his had slanted upward and he’d given her a lopsided grin. He’d brushed his finger over her cheek in an unchecked movement.

  “Are we gonna stare at each another, or are you going to invite me in?”

  That was all it took. She’d felt the earth shake and every nerve on her skin had begun to tingle. She shivered and came back to present.

  “I know and I took that under consideration. I did a lot of introspection during the night, Chloe and I came to realize it’s more than that. So much more. He is the man I want, well . . . them too, especially if they come with him. But Mitch Cooper makes me tingle all over. I want him to look at me and feel overwhelmed with the need to fuck me until I beg him to stop. I want him to need, to protect and to care for me. I have no idea how to articulate this properly, Chloe, but he . . . they are what I want.”

  “Well, knowing you, you wouldn’t come to such a decision lightly and have probably weighed all the pros and cons already. So, I’m not gonna waste my time trying to change your mind. If it’s what you want, I’ll be there to support you all the way.”

  “Thank you, Chloe. That means the world to me.”

  “So, have you passed their test?”

  Shona laughed. “No, last night they claimed to have accommodated me because I dared Mitch to test me. Their test is gonna be today. Don’t ask me when or what. He said nothing, except that I’m gonna need all my energy and that he wants it all. Complete submission.”

  “Well, then, let’s make sure you’re properly prepared. Had your pussy waxed already?”

  “Ehm . . . no and I have no intention of going all bare like Diana. Oh no, don’t look at me like that. You know I am such a baby even while having my legs waxed! There is no way anyone is bringing wax anywhere near my naughty bits!”

  “Hm, well then, you better make sure you shave your landing strip nice and neat. Go on, take a bath and get that out of the way. I’m making an appointment for us at the Spa for some proper pampering.”

  Shona laughed and got up to hug her.

  “Thank you, Chloe. You are the best.”

  “Yeah, well, as long as they don’t drag you off to some remote spot in the middle of nowhere like Kade and that bunch did with Diana.”

  Chloe didn’t appreciate the startled look that Shona sported before she quickly disappeared inside.

  “Fuck me! They are, aren’t they? Planning to take you away?” She shrieked after her. She was too upset to hear Shona’s mumbled response.

  Chapter Five

  “Where are we going?”

  Mitch glanced at Shona. She looked particularly beautiful in a strapless,
little black dress that seemed to be molded to her figure. She crossed her legs and his eyes dropped to her dainty feet in sexy, fuck-me heels. She was dressed to please and she did. Please him, that was.

  “To our penthouse in San Mateo.”

  “Our?”

  “Yes. Sam, Jason and I co-own the place. We use it when we’re in the city.”

  Shona looked at him. “When you’re in the city?”

  He smiled briefly. “Yeah. Like Kade, I own a small piece of farmland in Tucson. We live and work from there most of the time.”

  “I don’t understand. Doesn’t the recruitment agency require your presence on a daily basis?” She’d met him through Diana when she had lost her job in a merger. Diana had been looking for another job through Mitch’s recruitment agency. The uneasiness returned, like it had, when Chloe had asked the question about Tucson.

  “I introduced Sam and Jason to you as my investment business partners and that’s what we do. We invest in companies. Some companies need to be built-up again before they become profitable. We usually work through this phase to make sure our investment is sound. I was running the company to get it back on its feet, but I was only in the office two days a week. Sometimes less. Now that it’s making money, I employed a competent CEO who will be taking over so that I can get back to what I do best. Invest.”

  “Meaning you’re moving back to Tucson?”

  “Yes, we’ve always lived there and only come to San Francisco for business as and when required.”

  “Then why bother with this test, Mitch? Or are you looking for a submissive on call for the ‘as and when required’ trips over here?”

  Shona did her best to curb the disappointment that flooded her, but she failed miserably.

  “I looked into your business, Shona,” he said, this time keeping his eyes on the road as he maneuvered the big car into a parking bay underground. “And even though you have a manufacturing unit and a distribution warehouse, neither you nor your partner have an office in any of them.” He switched off the engine before he turned to her. “Now, why is that?”

  “Because we’re designers and we work from home.”