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Damon’s eyes got bright. “Joel, that would be wonderful. Can you be there and not be sore about not riding bulls?”
“Oh, yeah, sure thing. I was startin’ ta feel a little rough in the mornin’s from ridin’ them dang things anyhow. I…” He cleared his throat and asked so properly, Damon and I were taken back. “I’d like permission to do so.”
“Yes,” I said, and Damon nodded his permission. “Joel, whatever would make you happy.”
“How’s about we finish this? That would make me happier than a Billy goat in a room full o’ apples.”
As much as I loved him, he could frustrate me terribly. “This is part of it, Joel, the talking parts. In any relationship, communication is important, but one with three people? It’s that much more important and add to that our lifestyle?”
“Okay! Talk! Sheesh.”
Damon fist curled and he shook it at Joel. “You’re asking for it.”
“Y’all’d never hit me like that,” he said with all confidence, and that warmed me through. He trusted us to never hurt him.
“Of course, not, but it doesn’t mean I won’t cut you off for a month.”
He slammed his mouth shut and pantomimed zipping it closed, turning a key and tossing it.
“Good boy,” I whispered. “Now,” I said louder, “we’ve got some goals. These are temporary and we’ll revisit them later. For now, though, we’re going to train you. We don’t have a lot of time before we open, and we want you in full submission for the opening. Having you be the face of the club now; it’s added pressure on you to be the best boy you can be.”
He nodded, grinning.
“Good. So, for the rest of the day, Damon is going to the stable with you, for privacy from the construction workers, to start teaching you how to heel.”
“I knows what that is. Noah does it to Eli.”
“Joel?”
He shook his head as he denied, “I ain’t watched lately, I swears it. Saw ‘em ‘bout a month back, though, ‘fore they knew I was there, but that ain’t it. When I was still spyin’, Eli was learnin’ ta walk behind Noah, all proper like.”
“Yes, that’s to heel. But Damon and I will do it differently. There are two of us, and we’ll both have a leash on you the night of the opening. You’ll learn to walk in the center and in front of us.”
Waving his hand crazily in the air, he spouted, “That’s easy. Next?”
“You’d think so, but you must be perfectly centered between us at all times, or you’ll be standing in front of one of us. That’s a big no, no. You’ll be punished. You never walk in front of your Dom. Either Dom, in our case. We have to be able to see where we’re going, obstacles, other men that may try to touch you, things like that.”
“Oh. Dang. Okay.”
“And later, after dinner, we’ll go over some more rules for the opening, and for when you’re in full submission.”
“Ain’t I always?”
“No. You’re always our boy, subject to our rules, but when we’re in scene, it’s much more formal. You’ll kneel next to us when we’re sitting at a table. No chair for you. At times, when we’re busy at the club, you’ll be tied to one of the hitching posts, and you won’t be allowed to speak to anyone, look at other Doms, stare at half naked men.”
“What? Why the hell?”
“Because, Joel, you’re ours. We want your focus on us, and when it can’t be, you’ll stare down to the ground. We’ll show you. If you’re good that night, Joel, you’ll join us in some…fun.”
“Hot damn! Fuckin’?”
“Of course,” Damon sighed, obviously annoyed. “Jesus.”
“Hot damn!”
Joel never did get the hint when we were annoyed, and for that, I was glad. He could be a handful, but I never wanted him to think we didn’t love even those parts of him.
His face shined with excitement, and once they were in the stable, I called Devlin, who was working on my project in the guesthouse.
