Read Online Changing the Rules [Club Libertine 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage and More) by Diane Leyne - Free Book Online

Sean. “This is your five-minute warning. You don’t want to be late on your first day.”
    Michelle hopped out of the tub. Five minutes? Yikes. She wouldn’t have time to do anything more than brush her hair and throw on some clothes. No time for makeup or even thinking or worrying.
    She dried herself off and cleared the steam off the mirror. Did she look different? Did she look like a submissive now? How did a submissive look? Behave?
    Yikes. The clock was ticking.
    Wrapping herself in a towel in case Sean was still there, Michelle cautiously entered the bedroom, and to her relief, she was alone. She dropped the towel and looked around. Where were these clothes she was supposed to wear? She checked the closet. Nothing.
    Maybe they had been delivered to the master, but that didn’t make any sense since someone, maybe Sean, had removed her old clothes from this bedroom. She checked the door for a robe, but not even that was available.
    She colored at a sudden thought.
    Was she supposed to come down naked? I think not. Grabbing the huge bath towel, she wrapped it around herself and then used the banana clip that had held her towel out of the bath water to hold it closed.
    Then she took a deep breath. Exactly sixty seconds to showtime. She opened the bedroom door and walked down the hall.
    It was time to get started.

Chapter Eight
     
    Michelle walked slowly down the stairs, her heart beating a mile minute. She had to deliberately slow her breathing to stop from hyperventilating. She walked slowly into the kitchen. Mac and Sean were seated at the table reading an actual newspaper and not a digital version. How very retro.
    Both men got to their feet at her entrance. Mac pulled out a chair between them, and she walked over to it. As she was about to sit down, Sean reached over and undid the banana clip. Then he pulled the towel away from her body, folded it, and placed it on the edge of the table with the clip on top.
    “First infraction. That wasn’t what we left you to wear.”
    “You didn’t leave me anything to wear.”
    Sean just looked at her. And then he grinned wickedly.
    “I’m sorry.” Belatedly she added, “Sir.” He smiled approvingly.
    “Those clothes you were wearing are with the other clothes you brought here. When you leave, you’ll get them back. Until then, you’ll wear what we’ve given you to wear. Which is nothing at the present time,” commanded Mac.
    “Now eat up. You are going to need your strength.” Sean grinned wickedly at her. Michelle found herself grinning back, but then she saw Mac’s expression and she wiped all expression off her face, looking down at the table.
    Mac placed a plate in front of her. Grilled chicken and a tomato cucumber salad. It was lovely. She couldn’t wait to dig in but wasn’t sure if she should wait. She looked from Sean to Mac. They nodded, and then they all started eating.
    Sean started a conversation about some football team. Michelle didn’t really follow sports, but she loved hearing them argue over which quarterback was better. She could almost imagine that no time had passed, except, of course, she was sitting at the table naked.
    When the meal ended, she automatically picked up her plate and took it to the dishwasher. Then she put their plates in the dishwasher. She looked around, unsure what to do next.
    “Why don’t you freshen up and head to the playroom,” suggested Sean. “We’ll meet you up there. You may open the door and enter. You’ll find a pillow in the center of the floor. You will kneel on it and wait for us. You are to keep your eyes down and in front of you. No matter how curious you are, you are not to explore the room before we get there.”
    She dawdled as long as she could, but finally she couldn’t put it off any longer and went to the playroom. The red light on the lock was now green. Clearly, she was expected. She pushed the door open. She could see the single cushion around ten feet from the door. She walked to