Total pages in book: 97
Estimated words: 94692 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 473(@200wpm)___ 379(@250wpm)___ 316(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 94692 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 473(@200wpm)___ 379(@250wpm)___ 316(@300wpm)
I angled the screen so Nathan could read too.
Boss, you asked me to open up, so here goes. I wanna be used, plain and simple. If you need something during worktime, feel free to use me. If Nathan needs something during lunch, send me over there to satisfy him. Don’t feel the need to include me when you play with Jordan. I’d love to just watch in the corner. Make me feel like I can’t do what you and Nathan do to him. Of course I’d like to feel secure in our dynamic, and as long as I do, I want a different treatment when we get together. In a sexual setting, whether it’s the four of us in our guest room or just you and me heading to work, be dismissive toward me. Belittle me. Call me demeaning names. Push me down.
I want to be uncomfortable within the confines of a comfort zone. I’d say Mclean House is a comfort zone. My home is a comfort zone. The truck we drive to worksites is a comfort zone. I’d imagine Nathan’s office is a comfort zone too.
I love being edged and denied orgasms. Walking around turned on and desperate pushes me into a mental state that I love being trapped in. With Jordan, I get off maybe once a week. That’s perfect for me. He’s mainly the top in our marriage, so I’m happy that he gets to bottom for y’all. I only ever want to bottom, but to please him, of course I top him too.
At the moment, Jordan and I want to be exclusive with you and Nathan. But in the future, if we wish to engage in group play, we want you and Nathan to be in control there too. For instance, if you “rent” me out or order me to service friends you trust.
I will try harder to communicate better, but trust that I know my safewords, and if playtime at any moment doesn’t work for me, I will speak up.
Fucking hell.
I cleared my throat. “We can work with this, can’t we?”
“I think we can. Jesus Christ.”
Yeah.
I adjusted my cock and wrote a quick reply to James.
Now we’re talking progress. Good. But tomorrow at the event, you’re gonna read this novella out loud for us.
I showed it to Nate, and he nodded once in approval.
Send.
“May I just…?” He gestured at the phone, so I handed it over. “I’d like to clarify something.”
Reese and Greer laughed at something, but it wasn’t enough to grab my attention. I heard “more chairs for the voyeurs” and tuned out again.
Instead, I read Nate’s text to James.
Hello, James. This is Nathan. We appreciate your honesty, and I just want to circle back to something you wrote in the beginning. You want to feel secure in our dynamic. This is something we obviously want as well, and we’d like to sit down with you at some point so we can discuss that in detail. If we blur the lines with a more fluid dynamic, it’s easy to ruin your humiliation fun with an offhanded compliment or affection. Ash and I are both big on affection and praise, and I can imagine that might hit you wrong if you’re looking to be degraded.
I nodded along as I read it. “Well put, baby.”
“…not my kinda music, if you know what I mean,” Colt was saying. “The masquerade bit is fun and all, but I’ll never be comfortable in a tux or listenin’ to club music.”
I wasn’t part of the conversation, but I had to throw in my, “Amen to that.”
I pocketed my phone.
Nathan smirked and rested an arm on top of my shoulder. “That’s when you downstairs people create your own party on the patio.”
Reese and Greer laughed, ’cause it was true.
“Downstairs people, huh?” KC chuckled. “You’ve been part of the downstairs crowd for a while now, Nate. I used to think the bondage group was a myth until you joined us after the fire.”
I smooched Nate’s cheek. “Now you’re one of us.”
“It’s nice seein’ more bridges between the groupings, though,” Reese said. “I understand they happen naturally, but…” He shrugged.
Nathan inclined his head. “I’ve been thinking about that too. Your social group is the only one representing multiple core kinks. The rest of us are fixated on one or two.”
“Because the founding members stick together, I reckon, and we’re pretty different,” Greer mused. “We’re also the ones organizing the community-wide events, so we have to be more open. But it’s damn easy to close yourself in, even for us.”
I scratched my jaw. “As a regular Joe member, I don’t have to worry about representing a bunch of different kinks, thank fuck.”
Colt snorted. “I’m one of the Founders, and I don’t give a shit either. I’m all for everyone being able to have a platform out here, but don’t get me involved. I’ll stick to my crowd, thank you very much. Which now includes another rigger.”