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I saw Derek nod to a small crowd of people standing off to our right and a young woman walked over, pretty even under the mask that covered half her face, her dark hair long and flowing, her lips reddened and swollen -- obviously injected, her breasts pert and round under a push up leather bustier. She wore a skirt slit at the side, showing off a shapely thigh.
She was attractive enough to get me hard thinking of tying her up. Given there was no pain involved, just bondage and exhibitionism, I'd find the scene to be quite enjoyable.
"Mia, this is Master D. Why don't you two talk. I have to take a phone call."
"Yes, Master," she said, her eyes downcast.
When Derek walked away, Mia turned to me and looked me directly in the eye. I was surprised at her impertinence for she should have stayed in submissive mode. Was she looking to be disciplined right away? Maybe she needed to feel my dominance before she could comply.
"Your manners," I said softly.
She held my gaze for a moment longer and then looked down. "My apologies, Sir."
Some submissives enjoy being disciplined before sex. It made them feel released from any guilt at enjoying the sex that followed. Mia must have been one of them. It reinforced the power exchange between the Dominant and submissive.
"You're allowed one transgression, but be assured that if you don't obey, you'll be punished."
"Yes, Sir," she said with an emphasis on S
ir. Her tone was a tad more impetuous than I would like. I didn't want to manage her as much as get my pleasure from her body and the scenario. I had a feeling she was quite the handful.
Of course, I was right but I had no idea at the time how right.
Our scene was brief, and consisted of us speaking in the main room, then leaving to go to her bedroom where I tied her up and had sex with her. On cue, Derek walked in and stood in the shadows not far from where we were on the bed. I continued to thrust to orgasm after Mia came very vocally. Once both of us had finished, I withdrew from Mia's body and removed my condom, dropping it in the wastebasket beside the bed.
"So, the little slut convinced you to tie her up and pleasure her, did she?" Derek said from the shadows. At that, Mia became all apologetic.
"Please forgive me, Master," she said. "He tricked me into coming upstairs with him. I didn't know he'd tie me up and rape me."
"Leave us," Derek said, his voice hoarse with desire. I pulled on my clothes, my part in this little scenario finished, and left them alone. I had no idea what transpired after I left, but I trusted my sense of Derek that he wasn't into pain either, or humiliation, but that both he and his partners were titillated by exhibitionism / voyeurism. Based on what I'd read in the contracts and what we'd discussed was truthful and that Mia -- Lisa -- would suffer no abuse when Derek was alone with her.
That may have been a mistake. I didn't think he seemed like a sadist, nor had I heard that about him when I first met him and talked to others who knew him in the community.
Regardless, I now knew more about Lisa than I cared to. She had been mentally unstable before she met Derek and became involved in the BDSM community. She was mentally unstable when I did several scenes with her. She remained mentally unstable, although obviously very smart and calculating. It wasn't my fault, but it was my responsibility to ensure my sexual partners were healthy and mentally stable. I'd obviously failed in that sense, trusting my gut too much instead of my ability to do my research. I should have said another time and let Lara handle things between us as I always had before.
That was my mistake and now we were all paying for it -- Derek, Jones, myself and Kate.
* * *
I turned over and watched Kate sleeping beside me.
With her eyes closed and her hand tucked under her pillow, she appeared so innocent and trusting. She had no idea when we met that night at Ethan's fundraiser what she was getting herself into. I sensed an interest in me that night, but of course, tried to shut off that interest. She was Katherine. Ethan's beloved daughter. I had no right to her. I should have left her as she was -- young, beautiful, innocent.
Instead, I discovered that this young, beautiful and innocent woman was curious about submission. I was a goner from that moment on. Not only was she beautiful and curious about submission, she was also smart and principled.
She was perfect -- for me. I realized I couldn't go back and right my wrongs, take back my yes to Derek, but I could try to make it up to Kate for the rest of our lives. That's what I intended to do once the trial was over and we were free of the daily headlines about Lisa, Derek and my relationship with them. Once that part of our lives was finished, I hoped that everything could get back to normal. I could quietly go back on the board at the foundation, at least, and I could finish my fellowship at NYU. I could start up my practice again once the news died down. Kate could finish her MA and continue painting. Maybe Liam could come and live with me during the week and stay with Brenda or Maureen -- if she returned to the US.
We could be a happy family.
Then I remembered Michael's offer of heading up the robotic surgery unit at the Southampton Children's Hospital but that was pretty much impossible. I couldn't ask Kate to move once again.
My most fervent wish as I lay there, listening to Kate breath slowly, her sleep peaceful, was for life to get back to normal for us. I loved her and Sophie beyond all reason and I would do everything I could to make sure we could be together.
* * *
I woke in the morning and saw that the bed was empty. The noise on the monitor told me that Kate was up with Sophie, who was talking in the background, naming her toys and babbling happily as she did in the morning. It was Kate's day to get up with her but I wanted to see my two girls and so I got up and pulled on my pajama bottoms and robe so I could join them.
"There's my girls," I said when I entered Sophie's bedroom. She was lying on her back on the change table, a toy bunny in her hand, one long bunny ear in her mouth. She smiled at me, a wide toothy smile and my heart melted. Kate glanced over at me, her smile adding to the effect.
