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Kylie / BratI knew what would happen tonight, at least the broad strokes. We were going to work through a couple of my recent hang-ups. Brody had told me when we first started dating, that he always wanted to talk everything out. He didn't ever want any misunderstandings. I agreed begrudgingly, but tonight I was glad for it. What we were about to do was not something I would want to be surprised about.I didn't know how I would react to seeing the cage but surprisingly, with Brody beside me, I was able to push through some serious negative emotions. Not only that, every time I started to go somewhere else in my head, he drew me out of it. It was like he could read my mind, he was that intuitive.He was ramped up tonight in a way I had not seen him before. He was curt and had a dark edge to him. He was never harsh or mean, just different. I kept quiet because I had told him I wanted him to be my master. It was a role that he had taken quite seriously of late. It was almost like he'd h
Kylie - Several months laterIt was my wedding day. Dad and Roberta's house was tastefully decorated. Flowers adorned tables and a large banner with our names lined one wall. They moved furniture around inside the house to make room for all the people that would attend the after-party. Roberta had gone out of her way to accommodate my desire for the perfect, if small, wedding. The ceremony was taking place in the backyard. She and I had months to plant flowers and build an arch that we had decorated with fake ivy and twinkling lights that would sparkle. We rented chairs, a huge white tent, and a champagne-colored runner ran down the middle aisle that went towards the arch.Even though I fought the issue, I let Roberta talk me into letting my mother help. She wanted be involved and came down several times during our planning phase. Granted all she did was throw money at us and run back home to her fake friends and garden parties. At least she finally seemed happy with her life. She was
KylieI added the little black stub to the baby book. We'd brought our baby home ten days ago and the umbilical cord fell off today. I remember getting this gorgeous book at the baby shower Analiese and Roberta had thrown for me. I had immediately come home and sat at the thrift store dining table to add all the details I knew so far. Mom and Dad's names, pictures of our first ultra-sound. Various names we had picked and discarded. My cravings during the pregnancy. They weren't too wild. Ice cream and tacos. Every time I ate avocados while pregnant I wanted to puke. I didn't have much morning sickness, like some women. I got nausea every once in a while, but I didn't throw up for months on end, thank God.I put all of that information in there, including more pictures of the baby shower. I even described how Brody looked when the baby was put into my arms in the delivery room. Brody helped me decorate the spare room. We found an adorable crib at a yard sale, and I was given brand-new
BensonAll that shit was done with Kylie's stepfather, and now I was collecting on my date night from Brody. The last few weeks had been hell, since I had been on the case from the start. I'd been working tons of overtime, which I didn't get paid for because I have a salaried position now. I haven't been home as much with my family. My wife and kids missed me so much they gave me a huge dinner celebration when I told Eileen that the case was done. They even included my favorite chocolate cake with chocolate ganache. Yum.We were dropping the kids off at Brody's apartment. Kylie was there, and they were going to keep the kids overnight, so Eileen and I didn't have to rush back and get them tonight. Or in the wee hours of the morning because what I had planned, would take all damn night. I had to adjust myself as my dick twitched.Eileen didn't know what the plan was yet. I wanted it to be a surprise. I told her to put on her sluttiest dress, and I laughed when she dug through the back
BensonI surveyed the room. The furniture inside was minimal. A couple of dark leather couches and chairs, the rest of the large room was bare becasue I aked for it to be that way. I pulled Eileen against me, her back to my front. I leaned down to whisper gruffly in her ear."We are going to play a game. You may want to take a good look around and then take those heels off. You're going to run from me, and I'm going to find you. When I do, I'm going to fuck the shit out of you. Your safe word is captain," she refused to call me that, so I thought it was a good one." Make sure you scream as loud as you want. No one will come save you," I told her in a deep dark voice that I saved for perpetrators in the interrogation room.Then I turned off the lights and let Eileen go. She stood stock still for a moment."Boo," I whispered in her ear. She took off running. "One..." I counted to ten, then I put on a pair of night vision goggles that had been in a little alcove by the door. I scanned t
ShawI bounced up from the couch. I was completely naked. It felt really odd and... naughty. Not to mention I had nothing to leave the building in but I'd worry about that later. Benny had turned into an animal and didn't seem to care in the least. Can I just say, that this is hot as fuck8ing sin? We had been wanting to come here for a long time. I imagined some whip play or a ball gag. This chase? Never entered my mind. It's exciting and arousing. Naked, blind, hide and seek. God, Benny had a great imagination.I couldn't focus on any of that now though, Benny was chasing me again. Holy shi9t this was fun. We'd never played like this before. We were the ones always running after the criminal, not the other way around. I don't know where he gets his ideas, but he's always been very imaginative in the bedroom. Tonight's escapades were on another level though."Don't you dare put the goggles back on this time!" I shouted at him. Then I jogged away, so he couldn't trace me from the direc
Ethan - One year and several months ago (See bonus chapters after book 2 for more context)I teach introductory classes for Shibari showing novices basic knot tying for hands and feet. Beyond that, I teach more advanced classes as well, but because of the complexity required, there aren't many people with sticking power. Rigging up a submissive to hang from a wall or ceiling is a long process. Many think it's tedious. I, however, find the entire process peaceful, calming...erotic. Especially if the subject I'm tying is a woman. I've tied up plenty of men for their Dom's, but it doesn't do much for me. I don't swing that way typically.I like the control the art of Shibari gives me. It calls to a place deep inside myself that likes to have power over another person. It sounds a little depraved and it probably is. My thoughts are my own. I teach about respect and safety. No one has to know that binding a woman into submission is a total turn-on. I'm often rock hard before I'm done and a
This story may be triggering for some. It does have bad language, dark sexual themes and scenes in a bdsm club. Please beware. Brandt"Boss, I've got a young lady out here that says there is an emergency and she needs to get her mother from inside the club.” I heard this in my earpiece. It’s Wednesday night and well, never a dull moment in a BDSM club, no matter what night it is. “Let her into the lobby. I’ll be right out.” I answered the bouncer. My security office is just steps away from the lobby. I strode out in time to see a beautiful young girl walk in. I watched, as if in slow motion, as she made her way to the customer service area. She flung her hair over her shoulder in a very feminine way. Was she flirting or trying to be a tease, as most of the women that came here acted? I wasn't sure. Sex appeal oozed out of her but she almost seemed oblivious.I could tell she was just my type although a little younger than I usually like. She was dressed simply in jeans and a t-shir