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When everyone had been wiped down with baby wipes, and Kyle had checked his texts and voice mails to thankfully see no one had needed him since he’d last checked in, Marcus situated them on the playroom bed with everyone on their left side, spooning. Marcus at the rear, then Heather, then Kyle.
But Heather wanted to see Marcus’s face for the conversation they were about to have, so she murmured for Kyle to turn with her, and the two of them turned to their right side, so she was facing Marcus.
Heather reached her left hand up to smooth the hair back from Marcus’s face, and she had the feeling this wasn’t something submissives often did. “I’ve heard you and Kyle talk about who you’re looking for, almost like you have a laundry list of things written up, maybe even a picture.”
Marcus gave a lopsided smile. “No picture, but I absolutely have a list. There is the fantasy and the reality though, and I do know the difference. In the fantasy, she’d be home, naked and kneeling by the front door every day when I came home. She’d be mine twenty-four-seven, and I’d be able to micromanage her life down to the smallest little tidbits. She would revel in this, wouldneedsomeone to do this for her. However, the reality is that I want to know my slave is there because she wants to be, not because she has no other choices. Also, I want her to be strong, to be able to stand on her own but tochooseto submit. I want to know that she’s strong to everyone else, and only submissive to me.”
He kissed her forehead. “This means she’ll likely have her own career, and that means there’ll be aspects of her life I won’t be able to fully control. However, sexually, she’ll still be mine twenty-four-seven, or at least any time she isn’t working. As for my list, she’ll have to be able to take the pain I’ll dole out, and she’ll have to be okay with being more of a slave than a submissive. When we’re home, she’ll be naked at all times unless I want to see her in something sexy, and she won’t sleep in my bed every night — I expect at least half her nights will be spent in a cage. Since she’ll have a job, I’ll likely keep my current housecleaner. She’s the submissive of a friend, and I’m allowed to punish her within guidelines set forth by her Master. I’ll probably make my slave responsible for keeping the housekeeper informed of special instructions, based on what’s coming up, though.”
Marcus looked to Kyle a second, and back to her. “If I could replicate Amy, my housekeeper? I’d do so in a heartbeat. She’s everything I’m looking for, but I’ve never poached another man’s slave and don’t intend to start now. Still, if you want a sense of my ideal, she’s it.”
Heather had met Amy a few times, but she’d been uncomfortable with a naked housekeeper, so she hadn’t talked to her much. Looked like she needed to rectify that.
“So, that look you were giving Kyle and I, you looked sad, and maybe I’m a little sad, too. I mean, I’m starting to...” She took a breath. “I’m starting to like you. I miss you when you aren’t around, or when we haven’t talked in a few days. Kyle said that was okay, as long as we’re all honest about it, but it can’t go anywhere, can it? I’m not submissive, and you’re waiting for your dream slave to come along. That’s not me. I’m not her.”
“You aren’t her, and you’re right — that’s part of why I was sad. You’re the strong woman I’d love to make my submissive, but I don’t see you ever agreeing to the kind of power exchange I need. Also, while I’m positive you could handle everything I’d want to do to you on the S&M side, it wouldn’t be what I’m looking for either, because it isn’t really pain for you. It’s sensation. I need for someone to take the pain I give them. I need tohurtthem, and I realize how that sounds, but it’s more than a want. It’s a need.”
“I’ve realized I get different things from you and from Kyle. I love what I get from Kyle, but I’m not sure it’ll be enough. Maybe I’m a tiny bit submissive, because I enjoy having you in control of what happens to me, having you plan out what you’re going to do, and then playing my body like a musical instrument. Kyle can bring sensations out in me, but he’s doing what I want him to; his pleasure is in pleasing me. I get the feeling your pleasure comes from a different place, and that works for me, too. I desperately need what I get from Kyle, but I also need what I get from you. It makes me sad to think you’ll eventually find your own soul mate and then you may not want to play with Kyle and me anymore.”
As soon as the words were out of her mouth, she realized that wasn’t the whole truth. “No, that’s not the only thing that makes me sad. It makes me sad that we may lose you as part of us — laying together, eating together, hiking together. Ilikeyou, Marcus, and it’s the kind of like that I think could easily grow into something more.” She squeezed Kyle’s hand at her stomach. “It feels wrong to say that when I love Kyle, but he assured me it’s okay to have this conversation with you, and that as long as we’re all honest with each other, it’ll be okay.”
The brown of Marcus’s eyes seemed almost golden for a second, but he blinked and they were milk-chocolate brown again. “You’ve already figured out that my friendship with Kyle runs deep. I don’t know what’s going to happen in the future, but in my world, someone who identifies as a slave doesn’t get to decide who she has sex with, or who her master has sex with. A submissive might, depending on the specific agreement, but a slave never does.
“A slave wants to be told these things — it’s part of being totally owned, so being ordered to be part of a foursome would be a turn on for her, not a turn off. Since I’m looking for someone with the mentality of a slave, when I eventually find my soul mate, I’ll still be here for the two of you. Whether she’s in her cage while we play, or whether she’s allowed to be actively involved with the three of us,” he shrugged, “only time will tell. We’ll just have to see what happens, if I ever find her.”
“And any jealousy I’d have over you with someone else? I guess that would be my problem, and something I’d just have to learn to deal with.”
He smiled. “You’d be jealous of me with someone else?”
“I would, even though it’s kind of screwed up. I mean, you’re not jealous of me with Kyle. You’re happy for us, and I guess I’ll have to figure out how to be happy for you, even if I’m jealous.”
“I’m not the least bit jealous of the two of you together because Kyle gives you something I can never give you. My relationship with you is different than your relationship with Kyle. Not better, not worse, just different.”
Heather thought about that a minute. “So, if you find your perfect submissive, slave, whatever — if you find her, she’ll give you something I cannot. She’ll feed a part of you that I won’t be able to. But, what part of you, what kink…” She reached for his hand, and he laced his fingers in hers. “I don’t feed any of your wants or needs, do I?”
“Maybe you do. Maybe you’re the strong woman who’s with me because she loves me. I don’t know all the answers, but I care about you, too, and I also feel it’s the kind of thing that could grow into something more. I already love Kyle, and Kyle and I already know we can share someone between us. Maybe the three of us will become a permanent threesome, with me looking to add a fourth to round things out. Maybe my slave will be submissive to you and I, or maybe she’ll only be submissive to me. We’ll have to wait and see, but the fact I’m still looking for a slave doesn’t mean the three of us can’t be a threesome, if we choose.”
Heather shook her head. “I’m still trying to get used to the idea of three people in a relationship. I think the thoughts of four people in one relationship might just make my head explode. Is that even possible?”
“If you get four people who are evolved enough to not allow jealousy to take hold, and who have the right kinds of communication skills, it absolutely is.” He grinned. “Especially if you happen to have a mental health practitioner in the bunch.”
Heather narrowed her eyes at him. “Just so you know, sometimes that can be pretty damned annoying.”
His face sobered. “Yes, I know, and I try to keep it to a minimum, but sometimes it’s necessary to point out that something needs to be said, even if everyone would prefer to ignore it and pretend it doesn’t exist.”
Everyone was quiet for a few moments, and it was Kyle who broke the silence. “So are we considering ourselves a threesome at this point? Or do we still say Marcus is our mentor?”
Heather looked at Marcus, wondering how he would respond, but the look he gave her made her think he was looking for her to answer, so she said, “It feels as if our options are to consider you a mentor, or to consider us a threesome that isn’t complete yet.” She shook her head. “You’ve become more than a mentor, but it sounds like Kyle and I are going to be monogamous to just the three of us, while you aren’t.”
“Are you okay with that?”
Not really, but she was going to have to be. “Yes and no. It’ll mean you and I will always use a condom. I’d prefer we all be exclusive, but I understand why that won’t work for you.”
He nodded. “Let’s consider us a work in progress?”
“I’m good with that,” Kyle said from behind her. “The only problems I can foresee would involve one or both of us not liking the person you choose, but we’ll deal with whatever issues arise. Like you said — you can cage her when we’re together if she doesn’t fit into our dynamic. Odds are, though, if she annoys us, she’ll annoy you, too, so it won’t be a problem for long.”
Marcus smiled at Kyle and then met Heather’s gaze. “Have you told Kyle our plans for tomorrow?”
