he may travel to the manufacturing plant in a few weeks? He's excited about these latest solar panels finally making it into production."
"He is. I'm not thrilled about him flying off to China, though. We've had some discussions about that recently."
Brent stopped and looked at her, his eyes probing. It only took two seconds, but she felt as if he knew everything about her in those few heartbeats. His voice was serious as he said, “We'll talk later. I let Zach know I want a couple of hours alone with you this weekend."
"Yeah, he told me. I'm a little paranoid with all of the emails going back and forth between the two of you, but I'm glad you've hit it off so well."
"The people we love have a thing for each other, but, it's more than that. We're both the captain of our home, and when we all four get together, if the two captains don't know how the other thinks, it could be disastrous."
They walked into the living room and Jacob spun in a slow circle. Dana watched him, wondering what he'd think of it. She'd gone fairly traditional in here and hadn't changed it after moving in, other than to mix a few of her personal things in.
"I like it, Dana. You did this for Zach before you started seeing him, didn't you? I can see your touch, but it's his personality."
Dinner was a jovial affair, with conversation flowing freely between the four friends, and they talked long after the food was gone, with Zach finally saying, “Brent and I are going to the basement so he can give me some pointers on the single tail. If the two of you will load the dishwasher, please, then you can head upstairs and get started without us."
Dana hadn't expected that, and as she looked at Zach in surprise, Brent was answering Jacob's questioning gaze. “Yes, he's already cleared it with me, and I agree—the two of you need time alone. You won't be able to come until I arrive and can give permission, but that's your only restriction."
She looked back at Zach. “Do I have any restrictions, Sir?"
Shaking his head, he said, “Take him to their room—you get to make all the decisions in there."
"Yes and no. I mean, I'm not your submissive in there, but I'm still your girlfriend, and I want to make sure you won't be upset if we do something without you.” Oh, God, did she really refer to herself as his girlfriend ?
He smiled, obviously happy with the label, but only said, “I'm not placing any limits, but you should probably check with Brent."
Brent nodded as Dana's eyes met his. “You can spank him with a paddle or belt, but clear the safeword again before starting. You'll find two pair of nipple clamps in a fishing tackle box on the floor near the bed—feel free to use either set, and any of the plugs. Please hold off on the canes and floggers until I can supervise."
"Agreed—I'm not skilled enough with those things to trust myself with them yet."
Less than five minutes later the dishes were cleared and excess food stored in the refrigerator. Dana sent Jacob upstairs to strip while she wiped the counters, and even though she was only about forty-five seconds behind him, he was naked and on his knees when she walked in.
She stopped in the doorway, admiring his posture, his grace, and his body. Hours of yoga and miles of running had sculpted him into a work of art, and her heart skipped a few beats at the realization he was kneeling for her .
"You're beautiful, Jacob."
He looked up, met her eyes. “Thank you, Ma'am."
She could get lost in his gaze, but needed to stay in control. “What do you want today?"
"Whatever pleases you, Ma'am."
She shook her head, leaned against the doorframe. “I've a feeling we'll both get plenty of pain this weekend, and I think you want to be Topped more than hurt right now, but I'd like to hear it from you—pain or subjugation?"
"I want to be with you, be whatever you desire. If you need to hurt me, I'm yours to torture. If you'd prefer pleasure, your wish is my command."
His cock had been well on
"He is. I'm not thrilled about him flying off to China, though. We've had some discussions about that recently."
Brent stopped and looked at her, his eyes probing. It only took two seconds, but she felt as if he knew everything about her in those few heartbeats. His voice was serious as he said, “We'll talk later. I let Zach know I want a couple of hours alone with you this weekend."
"Yeah, he told me. I'm a little paranoid with all of the emails going back and forth between the two of you, but I'm glad you've hit it off so well."
"The people we love have a thing for each other, but, it's more than that. We're both the captain of our home, and when we all four get together, if the two captains don't know how the other thinks, it could be disastrous."
They walked into the living room and Jacob spun in a slow circle. Dana watched him, wondering what he'd think of it. She'd gone fairly traditional in here and hadn't changed it after moving in, other than to mix a few of her personal things in.
"I like it, Dana. You did this for Zach before you started seeing him, didn't you? I can see your touch, but it's his personality."
Dinner was a jovial affair, with conversation flowing freely between the four friends, and they talked long after the food was gone, with Zach finally saying, “Brent and I are going to the basement so he can give me some pointers on the single tail. If the two of you will load the dishwasher, please, then you can head upstairs and get started without us."
Dana hadn't expected that, and as she looked at Zach in surprise, Brent was answering Jacob's questioning gaze. “Yes, he's already cleared it with me, and I agree—the two of you need time alone. You won't be able to come until I arrive and can give permission, but that's your only restriction."
She looked back at Zach. “Do I have any restrictions, Sir?"
Shaking his head, he said, “Take him to their room—you get to make all the decisions in there."
"Yes and no. I mean, I'm not your submissive in there, but I'm still your girlfriend, and I want to make sure you won't be upset if we do something without you.” Oh, God, did she really refer to herself as his girlfriend ?
He smiled, obviously happy with the label, but only said, “I'm not placing any limits, but you should probably check with Brent."
Brent nodded as Dana's eyes met his. “You can spank him with a paddle or belt, but clear the safeword again before starting. You'll find two pair of nipple clamps in a fishing tackle box on the floor near the bed—feel free to use either set, and any of the plugs. Please hold off on the canes and floggers until I can supervise."
"Agreed—I'm not skilled enough with those things to trust myself with them yet."
Less than five minutes later the dishes were cleared and excess food stored in the refrigerator. Dana sent Jacob upstairs to strip while she wiped the counters, and even though she was only about forty-five seconds behind him, he was naked and on his knees when she walked in.
She stopped in the doorway, admiring his posture, his grace, and his body. Hours of yoga and miles of running had sculpted him into a work of art, and her heart skipped a few beats at the realization he was kneeling for her .
"You're beautiful, Jacob."
He looked up, met her eyes. “Thank you, Ma'am."
She could get lost in his gaze, but needed to stay in control. “What do you want today?"
"Whatever pleases you, Ma'am."
She shook her head, leaned against the doorframe. “I've a feeling we'll both get plenty of pain this weekend, and I think you want to be Topped more than hurt right now, but I'd like to hear it from you—pain or subjugation?"
"I want to be with you, be whatever you desire. If you need to hurt me, I'm yours to torture. If you'd prefer pleasure, your wish is my command."
His cock had been well on
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