relieved you haven’t called 911 yet.”
“Well, first of all, my Master is more than he seems to be, but that is his story to tell. And I can most generally tell the difference between delusional and desperate. Now, when did this vanilla crap start?” Kit relaxed and started explaining how everything had played out and how frustrated she’d been when her Doms had all but disappeared.
“I don’t even know if they have been shifting and running. And now that I consider it, that could be part of the problem. The next full moon is n’t until next week and I’m anxious for it myself because there is a special magic found in moonlight. I’ve had this restless energy coursing through my system that might not ease without the mystical cleansing of a moonlit run. I find myself lost in fear sometimes…it’s that oppressive feeling that something big is going to happen. I find myself surrounded by this hyper-energy that just pulses all around me.”
“And submitting to your Masters stills that energy , doesn’t it? Is that what you are missing…the stillness submission brings to your mind?” Kit didn’t even realize her eyes had filled with tears again until she felt the first one roll down her cheek. All she could do was nod her head because she really was shocked that Reagan had gotten it so perfectly right. “Have you talked to them about this? Have you ever negotiated a scene with them?”
“Negotiated? I don’t understand.”
“Oh brother, no wonder this is such a mess. I’ll tell you what, the full explanation is too much to deal with in one night…it’s actually a series of classes at the club. But I’m going to talk to my Master and see if he won’t let me give you a crash course over the next couple of weeks. That way you’ll understand what you are experiencing and you’ll feel a lot more comfortable expressing your needs to—” Reagan’s words had been cut off by a man stepping from behind the bushes on Kit’s right.
Kit’s first instinct was to step in front of her pregnant friend. “A hh, Kathleen, you wound me. I’m not here to hurt my sister-in-law or her son, although whether or not my plans change depends entirely upon how cooperative you are.” The hair was standing up on the back of Kit’s neck and even she could see the sparkles beginning to crackle around her. She heard Reagan yelp of pain and knew she had probably been zapped. Kit’s experience told her it had been little more than the same feeling one got from a spark from the static electricity that built up after walking across carpeting and then touching metal. Did he say sister-in-law? What the fuck?
Glancing over her shoulder , Kit muttered a quick apology and Reagan merely shrugged it off, and said, “Who is that ass hat anyway? And did you notice his eyes? He is just plain creepy. And why did he call me his sister-in-law? He’s creepy and delusional, that’s got to be it.”
Kit actually snorted a laugh at the absurdity of the entire situation. Here she was talking to a sex slave with a PhD about a wizard from the dark side , and Reagan’s main observation was about his creepy eyes and that he’d mistaken her for a relative? Talk about not grasping the severity of the situation.
“Oh I grasp everything just fine. It’s just that he is a minion and not even a very good one. I don’t know his name, but it’s obvious he is just a messenger. Geez Louise, he probably isn’t even really good at that…whatcha want to bet? I mean, look at him. No notebook or anything. I’ll bet he’s even forgotten why he’s here.”
Kit listened in stunned silence as Reagan further antagonized the man standing in front of them until his eyes went from glowing red to white hot. It wasn’t long until he was literally shimmering and Kit was starting to really worry about what he might do. “Shut her up , Kathleen. Now! Or you are both
“Well, first of all, my Master is more than he seems to be, but that is his story to tell. And I can most generally tell the difference between delusional and desperate. Now, when did this vanilla crap start?” Kit relaxed and started explaining how everything had played out and how frustrated she’d been when her Doms had all but disappeared.
“I don’t even know if they have been shifting and running. And now that I consider it, that could be part of the problem. The next full moon is n’t until next week and I’m anxious for it myself because there is a special magic found in moonlight. I’ve had this restless energy coursing through my system that might not ease without the mystical cleansing of a moonlit run. I find myself lost in fear sometimes…it’s that oppressive feeling that something big is going to happen. I find myself surrounded by this hyper-energy that just pulses all around me.”
“And submitting to your Masters stills that energy , doesn’t it? Is that what you are missing…the stillness submission brings to your mind?” Kit didn’t even realize her eyes had filled with tears again until she felt the first one roll down her cheek. All she could do was nod her head because she really was shocked that Reagan had gotten it so perfectly right. “Have you talked to them about this? Have you ever negotiated a scene with them?”
“Negotiated? I don’t understand.”
“Oh brother, no wonder this is such a mess. I’ll tell you what, the full explanation is too much to deal with in one night…it’s actually a series of classes at the club. But I’m going to talk to my Master and see if he won’t let me give you a crash course over the next couple of weeks. That way you’ll understand what you are experiencing and you’ll feel a lot more comfortable expressing your needs to—” Reagan’s words had been cut off by a man stepping from behind the bushes on Kit’s right.
Kit’s first instinct was to step in front of her pregnant friend. “A hh, Kathleen, you wound me. I’m not here to hurt my sister-in-law or her son, although whether or not my plans change depends entirely upon how cooperative you are.” The hair was standing up on the back of Kit’s neck and even she could see the sparkles beginning to crackle around her. She heard Reagan yelp of pain and knew she had probably been zapped. Kit’s experience told her it had been little more than the same feeling one got from a spark from the static electricity that built up after walking across carpeting and then touching metal. Did he say sister-in-law? What the fuck?
Glancing over her shoulder , Kit muttered a quick apology and Reagan merely shrugged it off, and said, “Who is that ass hat anyway? And did you notice his eyes? He is just plain creepy. And why did he call me his sister-in-law? He’s creepy and delusional, that’s got to be it.”
Kit actually snorted a laugh at the absurdity of the entire situation. Here she was talking to a sex slave with a PhD about a wizard from the dark side , and Reagan’s main observation was about his creepy eyes and that he’d mistaken her for a relative? Talk about not grasping the severity of the situation.
“Oh I grasp everything just fine. It’s just that he is a minion and not even a very good one. I don’t know his name, but it’s obvious he is just a messenger. Geez Louise, he probably isn’t even really good at that…whatcha want to bet? I mean, look at him. No notebook or anything. I’ll bet he’s even forgotten why he’s here.”
Kit listened in stunned silence as Reagan further antagonized the man standing in front of them until his eyes went from glowing red to white hot. It wasn’t long until he was literally shimmering and Kit was starting to really worry about what he might do. “Shut her up , Kathleen. Now! Or you are both
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