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the pack of tangled, sweating men.

β€œThat one,” Ryan says, flicking his whip across the shoulders of the already whipped hound. β€œIt may be his only chance to get between a woman’s thighs tonight, at the rate he’s going.”

β€œYeah! C’mon, pretty girl. Mount up!” The hound tries to crawl forward, but the ankle chain yanks his right leg out from under him. β€œFuck, Pete! Work with me here!” He yells at the man nearest him.

β€œEnough talking,” Ryan says, flicking his whip across the back of each hound, to yelps and curses. β€œDog noises only. Give Emily a smooth ride or I’ll whip you bloody.”

The men growl and bark while I help Emily onto the back of the talkative hound. Once she’s seated, with me still holding her hand for balance, Ryan whips his hounds again, snapping the thighs and ass of the man Emily’s riding but carefully avoiding my girl’s tender skin. Ryan really is a master of the horse-whip.

β€œSince you’ve lost the fox, you imbeciles, turn around and head back the way you came. We’ll try to pick up her scent,” Ryan says, between whip-cracks. The group shuffles and bumps as they about-face. I hold Emily’s hand and walk beside her. She giggles and slides on the hound’s sweaty, oily back. She grabs a handful of his hair and, at my urging, kicks him with her Mary Janes as though she was applying spurs to a horse. Her hound curses colorfully but scrambles a little faster and I release her hand once it looks like she has him under control. I fall back a few steps to enjoy the show.

Once he has the group turned around and headed back up the hallway, where the β€œfox” doubtless will be waiting for them, Ryan falls into step beside me. β€œGood to see you, brother. You in town for a while?”

I shake my head. β€œJust until Thursday.”

β€œShame. When’re you back? Tania was just saying that we haven’t seen you in months. She wants to feed you.” He snaps his whip almost lazily across the back of one of the hounds, sending the man sprawling and the rest of the group stumbling. Emily squeals and giggles as her hound struggles to stay upright. β€œYou’re welcome to bring your girl. Tania would love to meet her.”

I chuckle. β€œYou don’t have to bribe me, Ry. We’re back on the nineteenth. How about Thursday of that week?”

β€œThat’s a date.”

β€œHow’s Tania doing?”

β€œEh.” Ryan shrugs, and cracks his whip again. β€œThird trimester’s no fun for her. She’s swollen and cranky and constipated. Great for me, though.” He gives me a grin that has brought countless of our house subs to their knees. β€œThe titty fairy has come again. You know I love that, and Tania’s unbelievably horny. I have to peel her off my dick just to go to work. I’d keep her pregnant all the time if I could.”

Since this is their third child in four years, he’s not doing so badly in that department.

β€œHow are Ellie and Elise?” I ask, referring to his daughters.

β€œGreat. Leese announced yesterday that she’s going to be the first American princess and sit on the throne in Washington.”

I chuckle. β€œYou’re so screwed, Papi.”

β€œDon’t I know it?” Ryan snaps his whip again and shouts to the hounds as the β€œfox” appears from between two busts of illustrious founding members, shakes her tail at us, and prances away down the corridor. The pack begins baying, and scrambling, and slipping.

Ryan shakes his head and lets the pack pull a little distance ahead of us.

β€œIs Tessa going to let them catch her?” I ask.

β€œDoubtful. You know what a tease she is. These guys can’t get it together for ten whole feet. I’ve already told the girls in the spa to be ready to give them the royal treatment. Their knees aren’t the only thing that’ll be blue by the end of the hour.”

I chuckle. β€œWho are they?”

β€œBunch of ad execs who want to play at kink. Alan told me to make sure they had fun but nothing too crazy, so I thought we’d hunt Tessa. If they manage to catch her, which I doubt, she’ll be happy to show the winner a trick or two while I send the rest of them to the spa.” He snaps his whip at a straggler, catching him across the backs of his thighs, which really gets him moving. β€œTell me about your new girl. Give me the deets, as Tania would say.”

β€œI only met her yesterday. This is our first real date—”

β€œYou brought her here on your first date?”

I shrug. β€œRick Errol called in a favor.”

Ryan scowls. β€œLook, I know he’s a good client—”

β€œDon’t.” We’ve argued about Rick before. I know Ryan voted against his membership. I’ve tried not to let it affect our friendship. β€œDoes Emily look like she’s having a bad time?”

I wave my hand at my little girl, who is whooping and giggling as she rides her hound.

β€œNo,” Ryan concedes. β€œIs she a slave?”

I shake my head. β€œShe’s a little.”

Ryan raises an eyebrow. β€œI didn’t realize you were into that. Daddy Logan, huh?”

Hearing it from Ryan doesn’t feel nearly as good as hearing it from Emily, but I shrug off the weirdness. It’s still new. β€œI might be into anything she’s into. The Daddy-Dom thing? Blows my mind. Everything clicks.”

β€œGood, great. That shit after Christmas? I know it was really rough. I’m glad you’re dating again.”

I clap him on the shoulder. β€œThanks.”

Ahead of us, the hounds skid to a jumbled halt. Emily applies her heels to her mount like she’s riding the Kentucky Derby, but the hound can only slip around a few feet, hobbled by his ankle chains.

β€œThey’ve lost her again,” Ryan says, shaking his head.

β€œNiche behind Fowler’s portrait?” I ask, referring to one of the many hiding places in this part of the gallery.

β€œAir vent under the Hues bust, I think, but they’re so slow, she could be anywhere. I’ll get them past the statue of Teigan and then turn them around again.”

β€œOkay, good

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