Wednesday, November 27th
Colin
When I saw the two of them I was excited and then quickly reminded myself that Anthony was taking the upper hand with her now. He belonged with her. He was good with her and effortlessly calmed her and cared for her. I knew Anthony would do anything for this girl and even though I knew my own heart was breaking, I also knew that each of their hearts were swelling. They would be happy together. All I wanted was for Sydney to be happy and in a safe D/s relationship. Anthony could give her everything she wanted and needed.
When we got home, I had planned on going upstairs to take a shower and change for Blake’s, but Sydney sweetly ran ahead of us to start bath water in her room. I wasn’t going to refuse it and it was probably going to be my last bath with her. My chest ached with the thought. Soon Sydney wouldn’t be sleeping under this roof. She’d be in the capable hands of my best friend. I was going to miss her terribly. In such a short amount of time, she’s become the first thing on my mind when I wake up and the last thing before I fall asleep at night.
We went into the bathroom and began undressing for our bath. The sight of the wound from Paul on Anthony’s chest made me nearly swear out loud. Thankfully I kept myself in check and just managed to keep my staring to a minimum.
To say that there was sexual tension in the air was an understatement. I wondered if Sydney and Anthony had any play time while I was gone. But from the moment the three of us got in the tub, it became clear that we needed some play time. Sydney sat sideways in the tub and stroked on Anthony and I while we leaned against the tub. She was so determined to please us.
I wish things could just stay as they are now. I allowed myself to think that, as she brought me to the edge. I didn’t prolong it or fight it off. I had been away from Sydney for a few days and had enough jacking off. Right after I came, Anthony came. The expression of satisfaction on her face was priceless. She sat there looking like we just made her come. She was all smiles and looked at us adoringly. Then she began to wash us.
I looked up at Anthony and he was watching her tend to me. Was he upset about it? It didn’t look like he was, but I had to tread carefully. I didn’t want to overstep my boundaries and make him think I was trying to steal her away from him. I still wasn’t one hundred percent sure he was allowing himself to risk a relationship with Sydney. I didn’t want to do anything that would potentially push him away. He was everything that Sydney needed in a Dom. And then he surprised me.
“Col, we should take care of our girl.”
My heart jumped at his words. He was allowing me to play with her. While this made me hard again with anticipation, it also worried me. If he was willing to allow me to play with her, did that mean he was withdrawing again?
We helped her out of the tub, dried her off and then took her to the bedroom. I was trying hard not to look at the red raised wound that had formed on Anthony’s chest. I was irate over it and couldn’t begin to imagine that night. Matt told me some, but eventually I would talk to Anthony about it.
Sydney was on her back and let her eyes go back and forth between Anthony and I. God, she looked good. I glanced at Anthony and saw that he was smiling and looking at me.
“She has been working on taking the next size plug,” he told me.
“That’s excellent.”
“Since you’ve been away, maybe you’d like to insert it.”
I went to the drawer where we kept some of the toys and lube and began lubing it as I walked back towards the bed. Anthony was sitting on the bed stroking the back of his hand over her swollen nipple.
“Sunshine, roll over and get in position for your plug.”
“Yes, Sir.”
Sydney sounded eager to get her plug and quickly got on her knees and then bent over. Anthony reached over and spread her cheeks for me. I got rock hard as I peered at the tight, tiny hole staring at me. Taunting me. My mental image of her little hole fueled my morning and evening jack off sessions. I was generous with the lube because it was important that she felt no pain with the anal training. I slowly pushed the plug in and watched her body tense as it disappeared.
“Relax, baby. I know it feels like a lot, but it’s not much bigger than your first one. Is it uncomfortable?”
I made sure to use the word “uncomfortable” rather than “painful.” I wanted her not to associate pain with everything sexual or erotic; especially anything anal. She’s already spent too much time making those associations.
“Lick her pussy, Col.”
I quickly stared at him only to see him smile sideways at me. I helped Anthony flip Sydney over to lie on her back again and he immediately went down to suck on her nipples. I knelt on the floor and began licking her soft, warm flesh. She smelled intoxicating. Arousal and a hint of vanilla just about did me in. When she began moving her hips ever so slightly, I couldn’t help but smile. Little kitten can want more but little kitten needs to wait. I wrapped my arms under her legs and placed my palms on the top of her thighs, holding her still. Now that she was still and wasn’t moving much, I allowed my tongue to run wild on those pouty pussy lips.
“Do you like what Colin’s doing, sunshine?”
“Yesss, Sir.”
“Tell him, sunshine. Don’t be shy.”
“Sir, your tongue is making me feel really good.”
I tugged a little on the ring of her plug and she moaned into Anthony’s mouth. Anthony was working on her nipples and making out with her while I made out with her lower lips and tugged on the plug every now and then. She is so responsive to our touch.
Suddenly she tensed up and tried to arch her back and started grinding against my face. Oh yes, our fragile kitten was ready to come, but she almost seemed afraid to. Anthony already picked up on that though.
“Sunshine, don’t keep that orgasm. You don’t get to keep those. Let go of it.”
I clamped my lips over her clit, pushed a finger inside her soaked pussy and tugged on the plug. That did it.
“Ah! Colin, Anthony! Ahhh! Ohhh!” I felt her body throb and begin to shake when I pulled the plug out. Watching Sydney come was a treat. Anthony was a lucky man. He had a lifetime of this to look forward too.
I sat back on my heels and rubbed her legs while Anthony pressed himself closer to her while propped up on an arm. He held his hand over her stomach and kept his eyes on her. He loves her. I know he loves her.
The three of us cleaned up and headed over to Blake’s for his party. I knew I wouldn’t last long at the party because I was so tired. Anthony drove us to Blake’s, and on the way I filled Sydney in on Blake’s two live in subs. We had told her a little about them when we took her to Irons for the first time, but I wanted to elaborate.
“Blake and his wife, Cathy, have a male and female live in sub. Noah is in his early thirties and Kelsie is thirty, I believe. They are not slaves, Sydney. Nor are they there against their will. Blake and his wife love them and care for them. I think you might have seen Noah at Irons but tonight we’ll introduce you to both of them.”
“Sir,” Anthony and I both said, “yes” when she said Sir. I had to stop that reaction of mine. She was his. Going to be his. I had to exercise some control as hard as it would be. “Will Paul be there?” I risked a glance at Anthony and could see his mouth had formed a tight line.
“I’m sure he will not be there, baby. It sounds like Blake was furious and severed his ties with Paul.” I said.
I thought this might be a good time for us to talk about last Sunday since she brought Paul up. But Anthony shut down that conversation before it really begun. I let it go. For now.
As we walked up to Blake’s door, Anthony took Sydney’s hand and reminded her to let either of us know if she wants to leave. Blake welcomed us in and Noah was right there to take our jackets from us.
“Noah, this is Sydney. I don’t think you were introduced at the club yet.” Blake spoke directly to Noah. He introduced Noah to Sydney and they exchanged pleasantries. Blake also added to Noah that Sydney was a submissive as well. Noah smiled and nodded. He showed her where the bathroom was at the end of the hall and as soon as he hung up our jackets he led us towards the kitchen for beverages.
Anthony still had Sydney’s hand and they kept up the pace with Noah while I walked back at a distance with Blake. I had a feeling he had a lot to tell me and I knew I had a lot to ask him.
“So how was Macau?”
“It was good, thanks. I couldn’t be more excited about the direction business is going, although the timing of my trip posed some issues. I wasn’t there for Sydney’s appointment with Chris and I haven’t had the chance yet to really talk with them about it. Matt said Anthony told him it was rough. And the situation with Paul has me unsettled. I was so close to hopping on a plane to come home once I talked to Matt Sunday night.”
“Matt drove them home that night after Anthony calmed down in my office. It was disturbing to watch on the security footage. Paul had been a member for a long time. Long before I started mentoring Anthony. He pushed the envelope quite often without going over the edge, but I can’t ignore what he did Sunday night.”
“Blake, Paul was a threat to Sydney and Anthony. I don’t blame Anthony for getting into a fight with Paul.”
“I know, Colin. I don’t blame him either. After seeing the security footage, I’m glad Anthony did what he did. Paul said some disturbing things.”
I stopped walking and reached out to stop Blake from going forward.
“Like what? Just disturbing things in general or specific things towards either of them?”
“To both of them really. But he kept making violent, sexual references towards Anthony. Paul made reference to Anthony’s cocky mouth and said that he’s wondered what it would feel like wrapped around his cock. Shit like that. It was really out of left field. I hope Paul hadn’t said crap like that to him before Sunday night. I would have hoped Anthony would have brought something like that to my attention if the verbal taunts had been going on. I have a feeling though, shit like that had been said before and Anthony brushed it under the rug. You know how Anthony is. Were you ever aware of Paul saying shit like that to him before?”
I told Blake that I was aware of a few instances that Paul made asshole-like comments that were directed towards me regarding Anthony. But these instances were just since we started taking Sydney to Irons, and maybe a few isolated comments prior to that.
“They ended up struggling. Punches were thrown and that sort of thing. Paul had Anthony against the wall and had his hand around Anthony’s neck and tried grabbing at his side where his scar is. Even then, Paul was still saying shit to him. His hands were all over Anthony.”
“What the fuck? How did Anthony react?”
“You should have seen him, Colin. I have never, ever seen Anthony that unsettled and angry. After dealing with Paul and the security footage, I went up to my office where Matt took them.” Blake leaned against his stair railing and smiled at a couple walking by. “You know I have a soft spot for Anthony. I was worried about him. He wouldn’t make eye contact with anyone and had closed himself off. But he had Sydney in his arms.”
“It’s crazy, Paul snapping the way he did. I wonder what the hell set him off or provoked him to do that.”
Blake folded his arms and looked me square in the eyes. “Sydney,” he said to me. One simple word that motivated everything I did lately. The name of a young woman whom I cared for deeply, and that I knew my best friend would do everything in his power to keep safe.
“Come again?”
“Sydney. Paul wanted to play with Sydney or have the opportunity to negotiate a scene with her. You told him time and time again that it’d never happen so he thought with you out of the country, he might be able to swindle Anthony into a threesome. When the polite way didn’t work, he turned aggressive and violent.”
I looked around the room wanting to find Anthony and Sydney. I knew they were enjoying themselves and she was safe with him. But now it was for my own selfish reasons that I wanted to physically see them.
I was shocked by the finer details Blake was sharing with me. I glanced towards the kitchen where I knew Anthony and Sydney had headed. This bit of info definitely made me think more about Paul’s motive.
“Unfucking real.”
Blake’s wife came over and gave me a hug.
“Colin, please excuse me.” She turned to face Blake and he laced his hands with hers. “Francis is in the playroom and wanted to chat with you about the pulley system.”
“I’ll be there shortly, darling.”
His wife strolled off and I told him I’d catch him later. I headed towards the living room and found Matt, Gina, Anthony and Sydney sitting together talking. I felt happy seeing Sydney so close to Anthony. I stopped in the kitchen and watched my best friends. Sydney was leaning against Anthony. He had a hand around her back to her shoulder and he stroked on her arm lazily. It wasn’t until I sat down in a chair next to the couch, did I notice Anthony’s other hand was playfully massaging her breast somewhat discretely. I raised my eyebrow at him but he didn’t see me. He was listening to Matt talk about how his afternoon at his office was pretty tame after Anthony left Monday. Wait, what? I missed something. It was an important something, and I interrupted.
“You went and saw Matt at his office Monday?”
Anthony nodded and glanced at Matt. Warning bells went off in my head. Why was he seeing Matt? To my knowledge, Anthony wasn’t sick. Maybe this was something in relation to Sunday night at Irons. That welt looked painful. Paul definitely knew how to use a whip to get a desired effect.
“Anth had chest pains,” Matt said casually as if it wasn’t a big deal. What the fuck?
“Anth,” I began to voice my concern but noticed Sydney started to sit up instead of leaning against him. He gave her leg a pat and kissed her cheek.
“It’s okay, sunshine. I’m fine.” He threw a glance at me. “We’ll talk later, Col.”
Matt nodded at me, which calmed me down and made me not worry so much. Chest pain wasn’t something to fuck with. But if Matt hadn’t been too concerned, then I had to trust him. Sydney settled back against him and he began nibbling on her ear while he played with her breast through her shirt. He’s never done stuff like this. Anthony has always been very controlled. He’s never played or flirted outside of Irons. She affects him and I think he’s finally giving into his feelings for her.
Anthony moved his hand from her shoulder to take hold of her chin, holding her in place for his advancing mouth while his other hand massaged, groped and gently stroked her breast over her shirt. Watching Sydney react to Anthony’s touch was better than watching a blazing hot scene at Irons. I got hard watching her set her hand on his chest and try to press herself against him. He kept it slow and kept her wanting.
The heat that Anthony and Sydney were creating on the couch spread like wildfire to Matt and Gina. I looked over at them and Matt had Gina on his lap and his hand was up her shirt while he was kissing her. Anthony’s nibbling mouth had moved from her mouth to her ear, her neck, then chin and jaw and now he was back at her lips. He was a lucky man and had easily worked Sydney up.
Blake’s parties often ended up like this. He had an unbelievable playroom in his house and his guests usually played in it during the party. Many times Matt and Gina would go off and do something, but never Anthony. Anthony kept his kink in Irons. I never could get him to participate in co-topping scenes at Blake’s parties and I never pushed him.
I hadn’t realized that my eyes were glued to Sydney and Anthony until Evan walked over and waved his hand in front of my face. I blinked to focus and sat up in the chair while he flopped his body down on the couch next to Sydney with a beer bottle in hand.
“Graves, Matt, Colin,” was Evan’s greeting.
Matt mumbled a greeting while Anthony didn’t say anything at all. I knew Anthony was still as pissed off about the scene at Irons as I was. Anthony wrapped his arm more possessively around Sydney and spread his hand out over her back as he continued to kiss her. He made his point very clear to Evan. I smirked. Good for Anthony. He was basically saying “fuck you” to Evan without really saying it.
“How was China, Colin?” Evan turned his attention to me but almost immediately dropped his gaze back to Sydney while he tilted the bottle up to his mouth. I wonder how many he’s had.
“It was fine. I’m glad to be home.” I kept it short with Evan though I tried to be decent. Matt told me that Sunday while he and Seth pulled Anthony from Paul, Evan sat with Sydney. I was at least thankful for that.
“I bet you are,” Evan said in a tone I didn’t care much for. I knew what he was insinuating. I glared at him, but it didn’t do any good because he had turned his attention back to Sydney and Anthony’s make out session. I began to wonder if he was already intoxicated and if he had come alone. If he arrived with someone, then he was more likely to have let himself kick back and have a few.
“Did you arrive with anyone, Evan?” I asked bluntly.
“Will.” He didn’t bother taking his eyes from Sydney’s body. I was about to say something but then he made another move that stunned all of us. He set his chin on Sydney’s shoulder and reached around and groped her breast.
“Evan!” I blurted out with urgency. I was out of my chair quicker than I thought was possible and had my hand wrapped around his arm. Anthony had already reacted too and had grabbed Evan’s wrist and bent it back and away from Sydney. Sydney had moved closer to Anthony now and he was issuing a silent death threat to Evan over Sydney’s shoulder.
“Come on Graves, let me at least play with her tits. I let you play in my scene.”
I yanked Evan off the couch and pulled him away from Anthony and Sydney. Drunk. He was mouthing off too, which was a dead giveaway that he was drunk. I pulled him towards the kitchen and Blake was heading towards us with Will. It was as if Evan realized that he fucked up big time. He was drunk and approached a submissive with intent to play. All of that was bad enough, but then he put his hands on another Dom’s sub without permission. Evan knows better. He leaned against the wall in the kitchen and rubbed his palms over his eyes. His behavior was catching up with him.
“Fuck,” Evan sighed and looked over at me. It wasn’t going to be as easy this time as it was the few other times he’d had to apologize for doing shit, or nearly doing shit, to Sydney. He actually grabbed her, uninvited. Doms don’t do that shit. I just stared at Evan and let him know he really needs to take a hard look at himself, especially after tonight.
“Sorry, Colin,” Will said and looked at his friend. “Let’s go Evan before you get yourself killed.”
Movement caught my eye and Anthony was walking quickly towards us. He pushed himself between Will and Evan and grabbed a handful of Evan’s shirt and jostled him.
“Don’t you ever put your hands on her again. Next time I’ll break your fucking hands. Got it?”
“You finally acting like her Dom now, Graves?” Evan asked while still in Anthony’s grips.
“Damn right. Don’t touch her.” Anthony released Evan with a rough shove and walked out of the kitchen. I swelled with pride knowing that Anthony was in fact believing that he was capable of being exactly what Sydney needs.
No one said anything to Anthony as he was merely protecting what was his. While I was thrilled, I also knew that things had definitely changed. Evan sighed another string of obscenities as Will headed towards the door with Blake following behind.
I returned to find Sydney sitting by Gina on the couch and the two girls were talking. Where the fuck was Anthony? I looked at Matt and he motioned towards the patio. I went outside and found Anthony leaning against a beam that braced the patio cover. He looked up when I approached. I knew he wasn’t trying to avoid Sydney, but was trying to calm himself down before returning to her.
“Hey,” I said and sat down.
“No one is going to hurt her again or force their hands on her.” His tone and eyes were dead serious. “No one.”
“You’ll keep her safe, Anth. There’s no one better for her and no one that I trust more than you.”
He looked down and started to shake his head. Fuck, no. Not this again! I thought he figured this out while I was gone.
“Col, stop saying that.” I started to protest but he cut me off. “Look, you and I need to talk.”
“Exactly what about?”
“Sydney. I’ve done a lot of thinking and we need to talk. But not tonight. Let’s get her home. You’re tired and I nearly killed Evan again. Let’s go relax with her.”
Interesting. He didn’t sound like he was running scared. I nodded and we went back inside to the sound of Sydney and Gina’s giggles. It stopped Anthony and I in our tracks and we just looked at each other. Her laughter warms my heart. The sound of it made me forget for a moment that my heart was starting to break.
Matt was sitting on the couch with Gina on his lap and had his arm stretched out on the back of the couch protectively behind Sydney. Anthony and I had done things like that before with Gina and it felt really good to see Matt doing that too. Matt knew we were behind him and he turned to look at us and shook his head as he pointed at the two giggling girls.
A short distance away was a naked Noah getting teased and played with by a few Dommes. Noah had an erection and the Dommes were taking turns playfully flicking his cock or spanking his balls with a crop. Gina and Sydney found this to be amusing along with the Dommes. Matt, Anthony and I love hearing them laugh. There were others watching the women toy with Noah and many of them were smiling or laughing as well. Blake’s wife was sitting in a chair watching and encouraging the play.
“Sorry about this evening, gentlemen,” Blake said quietly as he came to stand behind Anthony and I. I pointed down to Sydney and smiled at the sound of her laughter.
“I think we’re okay, Blake.”
We continued to watch the Dommes and Noah. He looked painfully erect.
“Cathy and I have been working with Noah on controlling his orgasms.”
Blake and Cathy were both excellent for Noah and Kelsie. They provided well for them and were very loving and nurturing. Noah was struggling now though. He begged for release as his balls had the crop smacked down on them.
“Mistress,” Noah gritted out through clenched teeth.
“Yes, my sweet?”
“Mistress, may I come?”
Noah took a few more flicks of the crop and Cathy granted him permission to come. On the next flick, Cathy reached around and tugged on his nipple rings and he exploded. Come was all over his abdomen and chest as he knelt there.
“Thank you, Mistress.” Noah relaxed some as one of the Domme’s smoothed his hair while one went to fetch a throw.
“You’re welcome, my sweet. Come on now,” she motioned for Noah to sit by her.
Noah quickly stood and cuddled next to Cathy. One of the Domme’s that was playing with him draped a blanket over him and kissed his head. It was kind of funny to see because Noah wasn’t a tiny guy. He was a little shorter than Anthony, but still was probably six feet tall. He had an athletic build and to see him cuddled up to a smaller framed woman was sweet. I glanced down at Sydney. Anthony and I still wanted her to see scenes and the aftercare. It was important for her to see the variations in the aftercare as much as it was important for her to see that aftercare is widely provided in our circle of friends.
While we were getting our jackets on in the entryway, Sydney thanked Blake for inviting her. She’s constantly good with manners and always appreciates everywhere she’s taken. It makes me worry that pleasant activities were few and far between for her.
“You’re more than welcome, Sydney. I hope you have a wonderful holiday tomorrow.”
Sydney smiled and leaned against me. She’s gotten so much better. She’s no longer afraid to be affectionate or to accept affection.
“Blake have a good one tomorrow. Are you guys having anyone over or is it just you and the subbies?” Anthony asked while Blake laughed.
“Me and the subbies.”
The cold breeze caught Sydney off guard and she shivered. Anthony pulled her jacket closed and up higher on her neck and rubbed up and down on her arms.
“Hold her, Col. I’ll go get the car.”
Anthony took off down the driveway in a jog while I wrapped my arms around her. I loved the way she felt tucked close to me. I’ve never loved the way a woman felt up against me as I did with Sydney. Sydney and I walked a little ways down the driveway when I heard my car come to life down the block. Blake had a lot of people over and the streets were lined with cars. I hope Will got Evan home okay. Fucking idiot. I shook it from my head.
“I missed you Colin,” Sydney said while we waited for Anthony.
“I missed you too, baby.” More than you’ll probably ever know or understand, I wanted to add.
When we got home I gave Sydney a kiss on her cheek and headed up to my room.
“Don’t you want to sleep with us? You were away,” Sydney said as she stood there in Anthony’s arms.
I was torn. So fucking torn. I wanted to crawl naked in that bed next to her. But that was selfish of me. Anthony was her man. I need to withdraw from the sexual pleasantries with her. I can’t do that to him. He was my best friend and I wouldn’t hurt him. Anthony and I were looking at each other. I knew he could tell that I wanted to sleep next to her, but he didn’t look angry or upset.
“Come on, Col. It’s late,” Anthony said to me while he took hold of Sydney’s hand and they headed down the hall.
I found my feet following. Okay, it was late. Tomorrow night I’ll sleep in my room. Alone. I knew the talk with Anthony was coming. Possibly tomorrow. Fuck, I hoped it wouldn’t ruin Thanksgiving. Sydney hasn’t had a nice holiday for a while and I wanted tomorrow to be memorable for her in a good way.
I stripped down and climbed into bed behind Sydney. I nestled against her healing body and kissed her cheek before I got a playful shove from Anthony.
“Cheeks are mine, remember?”
He looked down at Sydney, winked and then kissed each of her cheeks before lying on his back. Sydney slid right up to him and I bent over to kiss her forehead.
“Sleep well, sunshine.”
I swore that I had just closed my eyes moments before Anthony jostled me awake. Sydney was having a nightmare. He and I immediately fell back into our routine of him pulling her onto his lap to wake her up while I turned on the rest of the lights. When I got back to the bed, she was awake and had been pushing against Anthony.
“Shhh, sunshine. It’s only a dream.” I could see her frantically moving around in his arms while he tried to calm her.
Anthony was frowning while Sydney recovered from her bad dream. He held her while I brushed the hair from her face. My baby. Anthony suddenly looked around the room and then over to me. He motioned for me to take her from his arms and he got out of bed looking around for something.
“Anth, what are you looking for?” I asked him as I rocked her in my arms. He remained silent and went over to the sitting room area. He quickly came back with her notebook and a pen and sat back on the bed. He opened the notebook to a clean page and put the pen in her shaking hand.
“Sunshine, try.”
She shook her head as tears spilled down her cheeks. I wiped them away with my thumb and looked up at Anthony.
“Chris wanted her to try to write down anything she remembers from her nightmares.”
I was so in the dark right now. I needed to talk to them about their visit with Chris. While I was reluctant to have that conversation and the one with Anthony tomorrow, it was necessary and couldn’t be put off anymore.
“Baby, write down anything you can remember,” I encouraged her in a quiet tone.
“Colin and I are right here. We’re not going anywhere.”
“I don’t want to write it down! I don’t want to remember and I don’t want to see it in ink!”
Anthony and I were both quiet but within five minutes, she leaned forward in my arms and picked the pen up. We both showered her with praise and encouragement and looked at each other in victory as she began writing.