leaning against the desk, reading a magazine. “Is that Dr. Sells?”
Derek’s smile widened. “Yes." Troy turned toward him. “That is Mrs. Terrill, my wife.”
Troy’s mind swirled. Dr. Juliana Sells is a psychologist in his office building. He’d seen her many times. Legend said she was a bitch and a half, but a hell of a therapist. About a year ago, she married. Now she is just a half of a bitch. “No Shit. You are Dr. Sell’s husband?”
Derek’s smile widened as his chest inflated. “Something like that. Do you know my wife?”
“Nothing more than a nod on the elevator, or a hello at the café.”
“Well, let me introduce the two of you. Perhaps this will broaden your perception of BDSM." Derek led Troy to the private office.
As soon as the door opened and Juliana saw her husband, she dropped the magazine and knelt with her head near the floor. Her dress was longer than the waitress’s and didn’t expose anything, other than a nice round material covered ass. Derek grinned at Troy and spoke, “Jules, rise and meet our guest.”
Dr. Sells immediately obeyed standing and settling herself next to her beaming husband. Troy couldn’t help think how pretty she looked. He’d literally seen her dozens of times, but never like this. Standing demurely next to her Master, she radiated beauty and confidence. Derek continued to coordinate her movements, “Say hello to Mr. Palmer.”
Juliana smiled politely and bowed her head, “Hello, Master Palmer.”
“Troy.”
“Master Troy." Juliana looked at him for a moment and again lowered her eyes. “Master Troy, I believe we have met.”
“Yes. I work for Jameson, Freeman, and Lewis, on the same floor of the Wyatt building as your practice.”
Troy couldn’t help notice Derek’s amusement and pride. “Yes, my slave is a well-known psychologist. You will find that BDSM and master – slave relationships, occur in all walks of life, actually much more often than the vanilla people of the world know."
This was so obviously different than what Troy experienced thus far at Creation Inferno. His curiosity got the better of him, “I apologize. I am so surprised. So the two of you are husband and wife, master and slave, and carry on normal lives?”
Juliana smiled into her master’s shoulder and waited for him to speak.
Derek turned to embrace the beautiful blonde body and lightly kiss her lips. Troy yearned for a woman to look at him with the trusting soulful eyes he saw peering at Derek. “Yes. Jules agreed to be my slave of her own free will. From that moment on, I became master of that free will. That was a year and a half ago. We have been married for over a year. We both have our jobs, but the most important thing is us and our relationship.”
Troy turned toward Juliana, “But you still work and see patients?”
She didn’t speak. Derek did. “Yes, because I allow it. My slave is gifted. I am proud to have her help others.”
“So if you decided she needed to stop, she would?”
Derek smiled and squeezed the tight body pressed to his side. “Answer the male, my slave.”
“Master Troy, if my master told me to stop seeing clients tomorrow, I would. I trust his judgment completely. Honestly, it has been the most transforming relationship. I feel completely free, being a slave."
“But you two don’t …" Troy hesitated and looked at Derek, “You don’t like beat her, or …”
Derek smiled. “My love, tell Master Troy. Do you ever deserve discipline?”
“Yes, Master Troy. My master reminds me of appropriate behavior as much as is necessary.”
Troy couldn’t believe his ears. This overtly affectionate couple willingly practiced BDSM. He watched as Dr. Sells molded to Derek’s side and whispered in his ear. It felt so natural to see these two together.
“Juliana Louise Terrill, apologize to our guest. It is rude to whisper in front of someone. If you have a request, you know what to do. Ask permission to speak and then speak
Derek’s smile widened. “Yes." Troy turned toward him. “That is Mrs. Terrill, my wife.”
Troy’s mind swirled. Dr. Juliana Sells is a psychologist in his office building. He’d seen her many times. Legend said she was a bitch and a half, but a hell of a therapist. About a year ago, she married. Now she is just a half of a bitch. “No Shit. You are Dr. Sell’s husband?”
Derek’s smile widened as his chest inflated. “Something like that. Do you know my wife?”
“Nothing more than a nod on the elevator, or a hello at the café.”
“Well, let me introduce the two of you. Perhaps this will broaden your perception of BDSM." Derek led Troy to the private office.
As soon as the door opened and Juliana saw her husband, she dropped the magazine and knelt with her head near the floor. Her dress was longer than the waitress’s and didn’t expose anything, other than a nice round material covered ass. Derek grinned at Troy and spoke, “Jules, rise and meet our guest.”
Dr. Sells immediately obeyed standing and settling herself next to her beaming husband. Troy couldn’t help think how pretty she looked. He’d literally seen her dozens of times, but never like this. Standing demurely next to her Master, she radiated beauty and confidence. Derek continued to coordinate her movements, “Say hello to Mr. Palmer.”
Juliana smiled politely and bowed her head, “Hello, Master Palmer.”
“Troy.”
“Master Troy." Juliana looked at him for a moment and again lowered her eyes. “Master Troy, I believe we have met.”
“Yes. I work for Jameson, Freeman, and Lewis, on the same floor of the Wyatt building as your practice.”
Troy couldn’t help notice Derek’s amusement and pride. “Yes, my slave is a well-known psychologist. You will find that BDSM and master – slave relationships, occur in all walks of life, actually much more often than the vanilla people of the world know."
This was so obviously different than what Troy experienced thus far at Creation Inferno. His curiosity got the better of him, “I apologize. I am so surprised. So the two of you are husband and wife, master and slave, and carry on normal lives?”
Juliana smiled into her master’s shoulder and waited for him to speak.
Derek turned to embrace the beautiful blonde body and lightly kiss her lips. Troy yearned for a woman to look at him with the trusting soulful eyes he saw peering at Derek. “Yes. Jules agreed to be my slave of her own free will. From that moment on, I became master of that free will. That was a year and a half ago. We have been married for over a year. We both have our jobs, but the most important thing is us and our relationship.”
Troy turned toward Juliana, “But you still work and see patients?”
She didn’t speak. Derek did. “Yes, because I allow it. My slave is gifted. I am proud to have her help others.”
“So if you decided she needed to stop, she would?”
Derek smiled and squeezed the tight body pressed to his side. “Answer the male, my slave.”
“Master Troy, if my master told me to stop seeing clients tomorrow, I would. I trust his judgment completely. Honestly, it has been the most transforming relationship. I feel completely free, being a slave."
“But you two don’t …" Troy hesitated and looked at Derek, “You don’t like beat her, or …”
Derek smiled. “My love, tell Master Troy. Do you ever deserve discipline?”
“Yes, Master Troy. My master reminds me of appropriate behavior as much as is necessary.”
Troy couldn’t believe his ears. This overtly affectionate couple willingly practiced BDSM. He watched as Dr. Sells molded to Derek’s side and whispered in his ear. It felt so natural to see these two together.
“Juliana Louise Terrill, apologize to our guest. It is rude to whisper in front of someone. If you have a request, you know what to do. Ask permission to speak and then speak
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