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“I get that, I guess. I’d never want that full-time, but maybe to give it a try one night or weekend wouldn’t be so bad.”
“Oh, baby, you’ve made me a very happy man.” Lukus was thrilled she was still in his lap, so he could tweak her nipple through her bodice. He glanced over at Markus and Bri and deduced that they had come to an agreement on this topic as well. They were locked in a hot kiss. He cleared his throat to get their attention.
“I know there are a few other cards, but I just looked at my watch and we need to start getting ready for tonight’s festivities. We won’t get to finish.”
“What is it, Lukus? You and Markus have been so secretive that I can’t figure out what’s going on tonight.” Brianna was once again excited for the next activity.
Tiffany, not so much. Lukus reached out and cupped her face, watching her carefully while announcing their plans for the night.
“Ladies, tonight we are invited to a collaring ceremony. Master Michael is taking a new full-time slave. They went to the courthouse this afternoon and got married, but tonight is what they consider their true commitment ceremony to each other.”
Tiffany became excited. “Oh, that sounds like so much fun. I’d love to know what a normal collaring ceremony is like.”
Lukus snickered. “Well, I’m afraid that even after tonight you won’t know, because Master Michael is as high protocol as they get.”
“High protocol?”
“Have you ever heard of the Gorean way of life?”
“Vaguely. I don’t remember much about it though,” Tiff admitted.
“Well, it’s a formal, or high protocol Master/slave relationship. Master Michael is taking a full-time sex slave tonight in Miranda. They have what’s known as a total power exchange. She’s giving him complete control over every aspect of her life. He lays out strict rules and consequences, and believe me when I say he’s one hard-ass Dom. The ceremony tonight will reflect that level of commitment, and honestly, I’m not sure I’m doing the right thing by taking you, Tiffany. I want you to keep in mind that you will be seeing the far edge of the consensual continuum tonight. The next step into M/s would fall into nonconsensual.”
“Wait a minute. There are nonconsensual relationships going on here at the club?”
“No, baby. What I’m saying is that Michael takes things as far as I’m comfortable with. I learned that when he and his first slave were members, before he moved to New York for a couple of years. He’s only now moving back to Chicago.”
“Wait, what happened to his last slave?”
“It was tragic. She died in a car accident. She had been in a taxi because he never let her drive, thinking it wasn’t safe, and then she was killed when her taxi was hit by a city bus. He dropped off the grid for a while; he was so upset at losing her. I’m honestly surprised he’s found another woman who subscribes to his strict M/s lifestyle, but he has.”
“Wow, that’s sad.” Brianna snuggled into Markus’s arms.
Lukus’s phone dinged, indicating it was time. He’d been waiting for Derek’s text. “So, you girls have a choice. You can stay up here until closer to midnight, then we can go down together for the ceremony, or you can go down now and observe with the other submissives as Miranda is prepared for her Master.”
He was watching Tiffany carefully. “What do you mean by ‘prepared for her Master?’”
“Exactly what it sounds like. Not only is the ceremony pretty formal, but Michael has laid out very specific protocols for how he wants his bride prepared for their ceremony. Derek is supervising and if you wish to attend, he has agreed to watch out for you both. Rachel will be there, of course, and so will several other submissives. I warn you: it will be a solemn occasion and you need to be on your best behavior as a voyeur. If you can’t do that, stay up here.”
“Will Violet be there?”
Lukus was pleased with her question. “Actually, yes, she will be. I’m pretty sure Grey is planning on coming up here while he waits.”
He watched the women have a silent telepathic conversation and wasn’t surprised at all when Tiffany spoke for them both. “We would like to go downstairs now, if that is okay with you, Sir.”
He wasn’t going to tell Tiff he was thrilled that she wished to go to the pre-ceremony preparations. “That would be fine. Let’s go.”
