Tearing Down Walls (Love Under Construction Series Book 2) by Deanndra Hall Page B

on that point.”
    “Doable,” Tony said; Nikki nodded.
    “But I will want you up there in her line of vision,” Vic said. Tony nodded; that made him feel much better about the whole thing. “Second: I provide the discipline, I provide the aftercare. I take that very seriously, and that means you can stand in the hallway, but it’ll be me and her in the recovery area. Understood?”
    “Yep,” Tony said, not sure he liked that idea, but capitulating, too late to back out. “And I have a rule of my own.”
    “Yeah, what’s that?” Vic asked.
    “She’ll keep her pants on.”
    “Baby, I’ve got a thong on under these shorts. No one will be able to see anything.”
    “Sure about that?” he asked. He was beginning to think she was a Grade A exhibitionist.
    “Positive. You’ll see; it’ll be fine. Come on, let’s go!” she said. She looked at Vic and said, “Well, this is your dog and pony show. From this point on through aftercare, I’m your sub. Act like a Dom, big boy.”
    Vic put his hand on the back of Nikki’s neck and guided her toward the stage. For the first time, she wasn’t entirely sure she knew the man whose hand was on her. Tony was one step behind them, and she was glad. When they got to the stage, Vic said, “Off with the shorts, sub, and present yourself to me.”
    Tony hadn’t realized Nikki’s shorts had zippers in the sides, but they unzipped and fell away, leaving her in a satin thong that was, blessedly, fairly modest. That was the point when he started to relax a little. Once the shorts were off, she handed them to Tony and he stuffed them in his waistband. Then, in one fluid motion, she dropped and knelt at Vic’s feet, knees wide and arms laid out on top of them, palms up, head down, a nice arc to her back. Vic couldn’t help but notice how pretty her breasts looked, even under the bustier, and he put his hand on the top of her head and growled, low and warm, “Very, very nice. And beautiful too. Someone trained you well.” He glanced over at his cousin and winked.
    Tony was beyond shocked. It seemed there were quite a few things he didn’t know about his wife.
    “You will approach the horse and mount it.” Nikki got up without a sound, walked to the whipping horse, knelt on the leg rests, and lay down on its length, a breast on either side. She dropped her arms down the front legs, and Vic cuffed her wrists in place, then cuffed her ankles as Tony watched. Vic swung the horse so that it was at an angle and the crowd could partially see her ass, which was now bare to the world except for the thong up the middle. Vic pointed to a spot in front of the horse, and looked at Tony. “Stand right there. I want her to be able to see you the whole time.” Gladly, Tony thought.
    A crowd was gathering. Everyone wanted to see the huge Dom in action, but no one had been brave enough to submit to him. Vic walked over to Tony and asked, “Has she explained to you what subspace is?”
    “No.”
    “Well, at some point she’ll probably go there. Don’t let it scare you; it’s a place between awareness and consciousness, not conscious but not unconscious. It’s the mind’s response to stimulus; in this case, pain. That’s what aftercare is all about; it’s my job to bring her back safely and make sure she doesn’t bottom out. She’ll go there as easily and deeply as she wants and needs, and she’ll come back the same way, in her own time, but someone has to give her a safe place to do that, and I’m that someone. She can’t be left to her own devices. Okay with that?”
    Tony swallowed hard. “Yeah, I guess so.”
    Vic gave him a hard stare. “Yes or no?”
    “Yes,” Tony said.
    “Okay. Here we go.” Vic walked over beside and behind Nikki on the stage, where the crowd could see her left side and her ass, and he was facing them on her right side. “This sub’s Dom is standing in her line of vision. Instead of applying her discipline tonight, he’s chosen to allow