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Chapter 19
Jodie
I looked up at this man, this friend of Klaus’s. He seemed kind, if imposing, plus, yes, a little scary in some odd way, as if he might be more than willing to punish anyone breaking his party rules. Those brown eyes were honest, but no-nonsense. I knew the look now. Klaus had given off that same aura, ever since we started this whole strange adventure.
The carpet was raw on my knees. When I shifted in discomfort, without hesitation, Moghul raised an eyebrow and said, “Floor too hard?”
I nodded.
He walked to the window seat which was covered in pretty cushions, gently moved aside a cream Persian cat, and sorted through the cushions.
Here I was, kneeling before two men, being treated as something lesser. I didn’t even consider protesting.
Klaus. I shivered a little. I liked, plain fucking liked, being his. I felt safer than ever before. I was wrapped in his persona. If he gave me pain, I liked it anyway because somehow that reasserted his authority, and it said, I want you. Every pain, every wind of rope, every snap of the cane wrote, mine, in bold red letters on my skin and in my mind. And the needles, holy shit, though they’d seared me when they went in, and sent pain lancing through me while I lay there bound, I’d still loved it, all of it.
Pain and pleasure and possession had become inextricably wound together.
I wasn’t sure what date it was today. But from the recent changes, I thought this was a Sunday – the last Sunday. I could sense Klaus was uncertain, and because of that, so was I. Where would we go from here?
I knew it was a little crazy, but I dreaded this ending. I hadn’t stayed with him because he forced me. His new forcefulness was what made me want to stay. I could have spoken. I could. Yet what we had wasn’t sustainable. I existed in a kinky la-la fluffy land, below the storms, beneath the waves of the insane real world. I was leaning on him way too much.
But… sigh…I didn’t know how to stop. We’d been in so deep.
Tonight, this was us, surfacing, and seeing if we could breathe again, together.
Moghul returned with a flat cushion. “Can I give her this?” Klaus nodded, and Moghul tossed it to me.
I didn’t thank him. I knew better. Klaus hadn’t said not to speak, but in here his rules from the past month had somehow fallen back into place in my head. From how he acted, he thought the same, and I wanted to please him. I edged my knees up onto the cushion.
I listened carefully, brushing aside my thoughts. Missing some new rule might be dangerous in this house full of kinky people. And, though I’d learned to like some danger, I wasn’t stupid.
“Okay.” He resumed his seat on the desk, and looked at us both. “I know from Klaus that you’ve only been exploring kink for a month or so. All of those here are longtime friends in the lifestyle. The only way you get in is if I know you well. I know you, Klaus. You’re sensible. But both of you need to be careful you’re not going too far. Even Doms can go past their limits. I don’t care about your kinks as long as you stick to the rules and play consensually and safely. But Jodie has to remember the safeword is there if she needs it.” He nodded at me. “And you, Klaus, have to both watch her for problems as well as yourself. Don’t hesitate to stop everything and ask for advice. That includes me and Steve, or Damien the other Dom. So. Good?”
I nodded and Klaus said, “Sure.”
“Also a general rule is that if you play sexually or with body fluids outside your normal partner you use condoms, even though we’ve all been tested. It’s common sense. You’ll find Damien will stick to that, and expect you to also.” Moghul stood. “Take care and have fun tonight. There’s non-alcoholic drinks and snacks available. I’ve got you a room to play in. Private is better this time?”
Panicked, I glanced at Klaus, but he barely acknowledged Moghul’s unspoken invitation to do this in public.
“Okay. Room it is. Any questions?”
When I made a small noise, and rested my gaze on him, Klaus gave a nudge with his chin. Permission. Relief swept me.
I took a breath. “Can we wear masks? Something.” I dropped my voice. “I don’t want to be recognized.”
“No, you can’t. And there are others here who are well known in the community. Unless it’s fancy dress, we don’t conceal our faces. You’d make yourself the outsiders. If you’re not happy with that, you can’t stay.”
I put my teeth on my lower lip. Panic fluttered in my chest. Here I was admitting that I was a well-known person. By mentioning my concerns, I felt as if I’d stuck up my head and shouted out, here I am. Here I am. Look at me. I wanted to hide again. Klaus stepped closer and put his palm on my head. Without thinking, I leaned toward him and found his trouser leg beside my face. I inhaled. Calm floated back in.
Funny how he’d known. We were like two peas in a pod. Psychic twins. I could tell he liked this, that he was glad he could reassure me.
Maybe this could work.
If he’d just wanted to hurt me, I would have run away long ago.
“Would you like to mingle first or go upstairs?”
“Upstairs,” Klaus said without hesitation.
