Friday, November 29th
Colin
I woke up to being stroked lazily. My cock was nice and hard and welcomed Sydney’s soft touch. I knew I had pre-cum oozing out of the head but I didn’t care, and Sydney didn’t seem bothered by it either. I kissed her forehead and reached over to feel her forehead. She didn’t feel warm, which is what I was afraid of feeling.
Anthony and I easily could have kept her in bed all morning but we didn’t have time to do that right now since we had to be at Matt’s within the hour for breakfast before golf. Anthony and I had a lot to discuss this weekend and I eagerly looked forward to us sitting down and discussing it.
I found it hard not to pull Sydney in my arms and kiss her before she headed out shopping with the ladies. I gave her some money and told her to have fun. We needed to take our girl shopping soon. Matt pulled Gina to the side and I knew he was reminding her to keep an eye on Sydney too. Sydney has a tendency to not speak up when she needs something, or isn’t feeling well.
“Sunshine, tell Gina if you’re not feeling well while you’re out. Or text Colin or I.”
With that, we took two golf carts and headed out to the back nine. Anthony had to defend his golf attire again when Arthur asked him if he needed to do laundry or if he purposely dressed that way. Anthony is a good sport about a lot of teasing and takes it in stride. In all honesty, Anthony’s easily the best dresser out of any of us.
“Arthur, I’m hurt. You don’t like my peach argyle shirt and bright blue shorts?”
Arthur laughed and told Anthony that he moves to the beat of his own drum. I’m sure that Arthur and Matt could tell how happy Anthony and I were this morning. I still was still riding the high of the three of us starting our V relationship. I was able and ready to pour everything I had into it and I knew Anthony was right there with me.
“Anth, you can go first. I like to let those less skilled go first.” Matt joked as Arthur slapped Anthony’s back.
“Don’t take it personal, Anthony. Matt’s always been a golf prodigy,” Mark added.
While Anthony got set, Arthur wandered over by Matt and I as he polished his driver.
“So, tell me about Sydney. What happened to her? She’s a sweetheart and Gloria couldn’t stop talking about her last night. And Anthony. I noticed the pale bruising on her collarbones.”
“It’s a long story,” I said in hopes that he’d drop it.
“I’ve got all day, Colin,” Arthur said to me.
I told him how she worked in the building where my company is at and about the incident with her and Karl, which was what led me to see her wrist, which is what told me that she was in trouble and that’s when I confronted her about it and she denied it. I told him I got a text from her one Sunday night after the 49ers game asking for help. Mark and John were looking over at me as I told a watered down version of Sydney’s recent life. The next part was more difficult for me to tell. Every time I think about it, it nearly makes me sick to my stomach to think what would have happened if she hadn’t texted me.
“When we got to her place, she was passed out…she had been beaten…” I swallowed hard as the words got caught in my throat and looked over at Anthony through my sunglasses. He was leaning on his driver pretending that he was looking out over the course. I knew he was listening and picturing her body as I was.
“Colin and Anthony brought her to see me that night. I was pulling a double shift at the hospital. She was in a bad state.” Matt continued for me, which I was glad.
“How bad?”
“Dad, if Colin and Anthony hadn’t gotten to her when they did, she probably would have died. The bastard had beat on her, drugged her, raped her and then wrapped her wrists and ankles in metal and attached it to her heater to burn her.” Matt’s tone indicated that he was annoyed that his dad kept asking me things. Arthur looked like he regretted asking because it clearly made Matt, Anthony and I uneasy.
I looked over at Anthony and he obviously didn’t want this conversation to be taking place. He kept quiet but I knew he was biting his tongue.
“Matt, you’re up,” Anthony said and strolled back to stand beside me. Arthur was assessing him now.
“You’re going to take good care of that girl, Anthony,” Arthur said in a low tone to Anthony.
“Yes, I will.”
“That was a statement, Anthony. Not a question.”
Arthur smiled and moved up to the tee. He knew that Anthony cared for Sydney and he had easily seen the changes in him. Everyone could see how Sydney affected him.
Our golf game took forever, but it was great to spend time with Arthur and Matt’s brothers. After our game we went back to Matt’s and had a late lunch out on the patio. Cell phones vibrated and made noises on the patio table almost in unison. Sydney had sent Anthony and I texts letting us know they were done shopping and that they were headed back. Matt was staring at his phone too and I’m sure it was Gina telling him the same. Mark threw his head back and laughed. The second we saw the girls walk into the kitchen with their bags, Anthony jumped up and went inside.
“Would you look at him? He’s really got it bad for her doesn’t he?” Arthur asked and I nodded.
“He didn’t know what hit him. He came to see me Monday and was complaining about chest pains. I did an EKG and he was perfectly fine. I waited until his heart rate had calmed and then I began talking to him about Sydney. That pulse jumped like crazy. He thought he was having a heart attack, but the guy was in love.”
Anthony emerged with Sydney and he was holding a plate of food for her and a can a Coke under his arm. He set it all down close to his chair and nudged for me to scoot over some. While there was plenty room around the table, he was purposely sitting her between us. I helped her get situated while Anthony went and got another chair.
As she ate her lunch I knew a lot of eyes were on her now in a sympathetic way. I didn’t want them to look at her with sad eyes though. Sydney has come so far and is healing. And now she’s got Anthony and I. After lunch, Anthony, Sydney and I went home so we could enjoy the rest of our day.
“Baby when we get home, go start the bath. Anthony and I have missed you today.”
“Yes, Sir. I’ve missed you both.”
Anthony and I looked sideways at one another. She was ours. We spent the rest of the afternoon in the tub and listened to her talk about her shopping trip. I hadn’t missed the fact that all the women brought home lots of shopping bags with the exception of Sydney.
The three of us went to Vito’s for dinner and then to Irons. Our hope was to watch some scenes and I’ll admit, I was eager to tell Blake about the three of us. And, if the opportunity arose, I wanted to see the security footage from that Sunday while I was in Macau.
While Sydney was drying her hair and I was finishing getting dressed, Anthony and I began talking about how nice it’ll be to go to Irons and not have to worry about other Tops or unattached Doms trying to negotiate a scene with Sydney.
“They’ll know she belongs to us,” I said while putting on my watch and grabbing my wallet.
I looked up when I hadn’t heard a response from Anthony. He was looking downward and I could tell he was deep in thought. He finally looked up at me.
“The only way they’d know is one of two ways. Either they ask us…”
I caught onto what he was saying and finished his sentence, “or they see a collar.”
He and I stood staring at one another. Neither of us wanted to deal with another Top or Dom trying to negotiate a scene with Sydney. I simply didn’t want that to come up.
“Anth, what about a play collar?”
“One we’d put on her when we do scenes in Irons?”
“How about anytime we got to Irons? Doesn’t matter if we’re playing or just spectating. If we consistently put it on her when we arrive, it’ll help the three of us not worry about something awkward coming up.”
We quickly went across the hall to my playroom. I had plenty of collars in various styles and sizes in there for training purposes. Anthony and I decided on a simple black leather one with a ring on it. It wasn’t too big or thick and the inside was soft and lined with fleece. The only problem was another neck has been in this collar during training. Anthony and I decided we’d take this one tonight but we’d order a new one this evening just like this one assuming it fit her well and looked good on her. We needed to talk to her about it though. I wasn’t just going to clasp this to her neck while we’re sitting at our couches. Anthony and I headed back to her room when we heard the hair dryer shut off. We were standing in the bedroom when she walked out of the bathroom. Her face looked stressed when she saw our faces and I regretted that it probably worried her for a moment.
“Baby, everything is okay, don’t worry. But Anthony and I want to talk to you about something.”
“Come here, sunshine.”
I was glad that Anthony had summoned her over because he and I both knew that Sydney does better when physically being close to Anthony. Sydney slowly walked over and perched herself on Anthony’s leg. I really hoped Howard hadn’t fucked her up for collars.
“Baby, you know what collars are, right?” She nodded and I didn’t see any reason to not believe her. “A Top can put a collar on a bottom or sub as part of their scene.”
“You mean a scene or play collar?”
I nodded and was surprised she had some knowledge about them; though if it came from Howard, it was probably shit. Anthony explained that when other Doms or Tops see a collar on a submissive, they know not to approach with intent to negotiate. Sydney nodded as if she were following along with what we were saying. I stood and walked to the dresser and picked up the leather collar. The look on her face changed dramatically as I approached her. Her eyes were glued to the collar in my hand as I approached her. Her eyes widened and her level of excitement was visible on her face. Seeing that she wasn’t afraid and was comfortable near the collar made me feel much better. I held the collar in my hand and turned it over so she could see the inside.
“Sydney, Anthony and I don’t want anyone else trying to negotiate a scene with you. Since the three of us just became exclusive, not everyone at Irons will know right away. But if they see the play collar on your neck in the club, they’ll know not to approach with the intent to negotiate. We want to put a collar around your neck each time we arrive at Irons.”
I stood still and watched her blink a few times and move her eyes from the collar, to my eyes, a few times. Something passed over her face and I was trying to figure out exactly how she felt about this. It was important and I decided we needed her to vocalize how she felt. She swallowed and began to nod. Just as I was about to ask her how she felt, she spoke.
“A play collar…you want to put it on me at Irons.”
I glanced at Anthony and then back to Sydney. I nodded and Anthony spoke up.
“We’ll put it one when we arrive at Irons and then before we leave we’ll take it off.” Anthony reached up and gently stroked her delicate neck. “Is that okay with you, sunshine?”
Her eyes were no longer looking at anything but were gazing at my abdomen as I stood in front of her. She began nodding as Anthony and I exchanged glances. I wasn’t getting the impression she wasn’t on board with this idea, but I felt like we needed to see how she reacts to it this evening before we decide if this is a good idea. She continued to nod and then closed to her eyes as if she was reprimanding herself. Anthony took hold of her chin and she opened her eyes.
“Yes, Sirs.” I could see her swallow again and then she looked up into my eyes still nodding. “The play collar will be fine. I’d…I’d like that.”
I couldn’t help but smile and reached out to stroke her cheek. I couldn’t wait to see the little kitten with it on tonight. We went to dinner and I noticed that Sydney seemed a little different during dinner. Maybe it’s still the excitement of forming the V, but she seems really happy.
When we arrived at Irons we checked our jackets and Sydney’s sweater in the lobby. Blake was standing at the front desk talking to a few Doms quietly but he smiled in our direction. I looked up at Anthony and together we guided Sydney over to one of the empty corners of the lobby. She stood in front of Anthony looking up at me with a gleam in her eyes. Anthony pulled the collar out of his pocket and her eyes instantly left mine and latched onto the collar. I unbuckled it and took hold of her chin.
“Eyes, baby…each time we arrive, the three of us will come over here and Anthony and I will put this on you. Before we leave, we’ll return to this area and remove it. Okay?”
Again she nodded but closed her eyes and then spoke. “Yes, Sir.”
I moved towards Sydney with the collar in my hands and kept my eyes on hers. My fingers were on the inside of the collar and touched the delicate skin of her neck. I could feel her heartbeat in her neck against my fingers and could tell that her breathing rate had picked up. Anthony took hold of the ends of the collar and buckled it behind her neck while I had my fingers between her neck and the inside of the collar. Sydney’s eyes closed and I removed my hands from around her neck and just stared. It looked sexy around her little neck and a wonderful feeling washed over me as I stared at it. Anthony ran his fingers under the inside of the collar also checking to make sure it wasn’t too tight.
“Well, how does it feel, sunshine?”
Her only immediate response was nodding. She reached up and touched it and ran her hands all over it. A smile spread across her face and she said very softly, “feels nice.”
“I’m glad, baby.” I bent and kissed her and then Anthony turned her to face him. He took hold of her chin and slipped a few fingers under her collar gently pulling her towards him and then kissed her roughly. Watching that made me hunger for her. There was something about seeing the collar around her neck that made my balls ache. As they pulled apart I could see Blake heading our way.
“Evening gentlemen. How was your Thanksgiving?” Blake asked as he strolled over to us. Anthony and I now both had our hands linked with Sydney’s. A huge smile spread across Blake’s face and he raised his eyebrows at us hoping it meant what he thought it meant. I nodded and he titled his head back and laughed.
“Wonderful, that’s absolutely wonderful. Congratulations to all of you.” I could tell that Blake was truly happy for us and honestly, I couldn’t stop grinning about it either.
The four of us entered the club from the lobby doors and Anthony headed over to our spot where we’ve been sitting when we arrive while I walked in with Blake.
“So a V, huh Colin?” I nodded and smiled and Blake couldn’t get the smile off his face either. I explained the reasons behind the play collar and Blake seemed to think that was a good idea as well. He commented that it was exceptionally sexy to watch her in Anthony’s grip.
“Everyone in the lobby stopped to watch. It’s great to see you two so happy and it’s a relief to finally see that sweet girl in yours and Anthony’s capable hands.”
“Thanks, Blake. It’s been a crazy couple of days. Hey, I’ve been thinking about what you said at your party the other night and I wanted to see if you’d let me see the security footage from that night with Paul.”
“You may however, I need to warn you. It’s disturbing and it’ll disrupt your evening.”
“I need to see it. Anthony is closed off about it and I’m not sure Sydney knows really what to think about it. Please.”
Blake nodded and motioned for me to follow him to his office. I stood next to Blake as he booted up his computer and took a disc from his safe. Once he queued it up, he stepped back so I could sit and watch.
I watched the whole thing from different camera angles in stunned silence. I knew that I shouldn’t, but I felt guilty. If I hadn’t gone to Macau, Paul wouldn’t have fucked around with them. Paul knew how to handle a whip with near pinpoint accuracy. He could have easily hit either of them in the eye if he wanted to. He marked Anthony with the whip and as I knew he would, Anthony protected Sydney with his body. If that had been all with their altercation, I still would have been pissed, but not nearly as disturbed as I was for seeing what else went on. Paul was both verbally and physically appalling. I have never seen Anthony that irate and physically defensive. I was disgusted while watching Paul purposely trying to hurt him. After witnessing this, I still was no closer to wondering if Paul just really wanted to get under Anthony’s skin by fighting with him, or if he was trying to get at me. Or if he just wanted an opportunity to play with Sydney.
I felt more protective of Anthony after watching the security footage. Not only was he my best friend but also he was part of our special relationship with Sydney. Granted, he and I were both Sydney’s Doms and both watched over her, but I had a responsibility to both of them to keep them safe and happy. No one would fuck with either of them without answering to me.
“I told you that witnessing it would do nothing for you other than worry you.”
I nodded and went back to Anthony and Sydney. Anthony had a Coke in his hand and was rubbing on Sydney’s arm. Both looked very relaxed and were talking to Francis and Blake’s wife. Once the three of us were alone we talked some more and Anthony and I took part in teasing Sydney’s mouth before we went upstairs to watch some scenes. Anthony and I were going to get to know what sort of scenes Sydney liked and what turned her on. And we needed to start testing her limit line. He and I need to know where the breaking point with Sydney was exactly.
We started to watch a scene with Will and a sub, but moved on because I saw he was going to be doing some wax play. I was trying to avoid anything hot on the skin for the time being. As we wandered through the upstairs we watched through the glassless windows and peaked in on some scenes. Anthony and I took turns lightly playing with her. Her pupils were dark discs and her lips were parted. Her body felt loose in my arms and I felt almost high knowing that she felt comfortable with us. Anthony and I would be able to help this girl grow and stretch her legs in the lifestyle. Every now and then I caught her touching the collar or holding the ring in front of the collar.
Anthony came up to the classroom theme room, leaned on the doorframe and looked over at me. I knew that look. He wanted to play in there. I smiled at him and the three of us walked in though I hung back by the door. Anthony took Sydney by the hand and led her towards the front of the classroom.
“Use red or yellow if you need to, sunshine.”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Good girl, Sydney,” he praised.
He sat on the desk, parted his legs and pulled her close to him and began making out with her. I knew my role. I was the teacher catching the two students being inappropriate. I could feel myself harden at the scene unfolding in front of my eyes. Normally, this wouldn’t do it for me, but it was Sydney. And Sydney did something life altering to Anthony and I. I noticed he took the position on the desk rather than stand. With Sydney standing, she wouldn’t feel so overpowered. That was very important for Anthony and I to understand and go slow with her.
Sydney’s hands were on his thighs while he had a hand on her cheek and the other spread across her back. I walked in a little further and coughed, announcing my presence. The response I got from Sydney sent my semi hard cock straight to painfully hard. When I coughed, she put her hands on Anthony’s chest and turned to look at me in mock surprise.
“Professor!” She said sounding shocked at the intrusion of her teacher.
Fuck! She was going to be so much fun to play with. She understood we were playing and when I saw a spark in her eyes, I forged ahead.
“Miss Burke, Mr. Graves. Detention does not include you two fondling each other. You two are here because you’ve been distractions in class,” I explained as I walked to the teacher’s desk and rolled up my sleeves.
“Professor, I was just showing her a good time,” Anthony said lazily while continuing to nip at her lip and chin, causing Sydney to giggle.
“I can see that Mr. Graves.” I walked toward them and felt the chemistry the three of us had floating like lines of electricity between our bodies. “Miss Burke, have you let Mr. Graves touch your breasts?”
“No, Professor,” Sydney responded shyly but with a flirty tone.
“Well, let’s change that.” I moved behind Sydney and pulled her top up and over her head revealing a playful black lacy bra. I looked over at Anthony and gave an upward nod. “Mr. Graves,” I prompted.
Anthony smiled, kept eye contact with Sydney and ran the backs of his knuckles over her bra. Her skin looked so soft and I ached to touch her. Anthony was slowly rubbing and touching her breasts and she just melted under his hands. I stood behind her and whispered in her ear.
“Tell me, have you touched his cock?”
“No, Professor, of course not!” Her voice was playful as she pretended to be shocked that I’d ask such a thing. Yeah, this girl is going to be so much fun to play with.
“Well, we’re going to change that too. Mr. Graves, go lean on my desk and undo yourself.”
I wanted to make sure Anthony would remember to undo his belt so we didn’t have a possible issue. While Anthony walked up to the front of the classroom, I stayed as close to Sydney as possible without touching her. Anthony was now leaning on the teacher’s desk with his jeans unbuttoned and unzipped.
“Well, have at it Miss Burke. You’re so eager to kiss and make out with him. Tell me, what do you want to do?”
Sydney’s eyes were heated as she gazed at Anthony and I could tell she was turned on. But we couldn’t chance anything.
“What color, Miss Burke?”
“Green, Professor.”
“Good girl.” I was proud of her for responding quickly as it eased any little worry that may have started to form in my head. Anthony leaned patiently on the desk and unbuttoned his shirt then set it on the floor for Sydney to kneel on. She tugged his jeans and boxer briefs down a bit more to gain full access to his dick and balls. Anthony’s eyes closed as her mouth came into contact with his dick.
“Fuck,” he hissed as Sydney began moving her mouth on him.
I watched from a distance for a few minutes and listened to the noises coming from Anthony. I knew he was getting closer. I knelt down behind Sydney and pressed against her so she could feel my erection. I slowly placed my hands on her hips over her skirt and kissed her ear.
“How does it taste, Miss Burke?”
“Good, Professor.”
“I bet it makes you wet. I bet if I were to put my finger against your panties, they’d be wet,” I whispered against her ear.
I felt Sydney push her butt backwards against me and I nearly went wild. Sydney was a little firecracker.
I leaned against her a bit more and let one hand slowly go under her skirt. My hand glided over her lacy panties and I teased her with just one finger barely skimming under the elastic waistband and then leg bands. Anthony and I heard the faintest moan from her and quickly looked at each other. She was cooing and trying to get more. Anthony reached into the pencil cup of the teacher’s desk and handed me a condom. I set it on the desk next to me and went back to massaging her ass through her panties. When I felt like we had teased her long enough, I slid her panties down to the middle of her thighs and firmly gripped her butt cheeks in my hand. I made sure I wasn’t gripping too hard and hoped nothing I was doing to her would cause a trigger reaction. I ran my hand along her slit and couldn’t help but smile. She was soaked and she shivered at my touch while trying to grind down on my hand for more friction.
“You’re pussy is wet, Miss Burke. Have you ever had a cock in your pussy?”
“No, Sir…but…”
Anthony and I froze.
“But what, Miss Burke?”
“But, I’d like to have a cock in it, Professor.”
Sydney, Sydney, Sydney. What this girl could do to Anthony and I.
“Then you’re going to get a cock.”
I quietly opened the condom wrapper and rolled the condom on. I let my erection slap against her butt cheeks and continue to feel her push against me. I gave the inside of her legs a tap so she’d know to part them. There was something extremely hot about having her sucking Anthony with her panties part way down. I pressed the head of my dick against her pussy and held it still to see if I felt her retreat at all. When she continued to rub against me, I pushed myself in slowly.
“Professor,” Anthony said in warning to let me know that he was close to coming. He was going to have to wait, I just got my dick in her.
“Patience, Mr. Graves. Almost there.”
While I pushed firmly in and pulled out slowly, I felt her pussy tighten and then her quiet, contained, muffled moaning started. Anthony loudly reclaimed the edge of the desk with his hands in effort to not come yet.
“Fuck,” he gritted out over Sydney’s quiet moans.
She slammed back against me, quietly moaning with a mouthful of cock and her pussy clenched my dick for all it was worth. Her moaning and humming against his cock set him off and he started spilling into her mouth as I rode out my wave from her pussy grabbing me.
I was mentally and physically exhausted. Sydney was swallowing Anthony’s fluid while he caressed her face and held the play collar. She got wobbly once she pulled away from Anthony’s crotch, but I had my arms wrapped around her and pulled her back to sit on my lap while she came down. Hell, while we all came down. That was our first scene together in Irons and I was taking it all in. This was a huge step for her.
Anthony knelt down in front of her and kissed her passionately while his finger was hooked on the ring on the collar. His eyes showed so much love and emotion, but I could tell it was all caught in his throat. He began glancing around the room and made eye contact with me. I nodded at him. I knew he was going to get something to clean her up.
While Anthony was rummaging around in the locker by the desk, I cuddled her against me as she shivered. She began getting antsy on my lap and mumbled that she was okay and should help Anthony find whatever it was he was looking for.
“He can get it, baby. Just sit here with me.” I whispered in her ear and tried pulling her head down on my shoulder.” I ran my thumb under her chin and let it stroke the play collar every few moments.
“I should help. You…you don’t have to hold me. I’m okay.”
Sweet little Sydney was scared of letting down her walls to accept affection after sex. Howard never gave her any care and now she was at the point where care after sex scared her and made her feel vulnerable. Those days are behind her. I maintained my hold on her with one hand gently pressing her head onto my shoulder and the other hand took hold of both of her small hands.
“No, baby. This is what you need right now.”
I felt her shiver again and bent to kiss her cheek. Sydney gets very worked up even during light scenes of play and gets cold very quickly afterwards. Matt thought it was due to her body just not being used to pleasure. It’s overwhelming to her system. Anthony knelt back down with some wet wipes and tended to her pussy and pat dried her with a soft towel while I held her.
“We’re so proud of you, baby.”
She must have realized that Anthony and I genuinely wanted to provide aftercare and her body began to relax. I kissed her cheek while she snuggled against me with a smile on her face. She was proud of herself too. Anthony stood, zipped and buttoned his jeans then picked Sydney up and carried her to the couch. I quickly covered her up, got rid of the condom and fixed my pants before joining them on the couch.
I opened a bottle of water and held it up for her to sip and then handed Anthony one. It felt different from all the other times Anthony and I had played with a submissive. We always took care of the submissive and then he and I could watch after ourselves. But this was different. Now that we were in a committed, closed V, I had him to watch out for too. It wasn’t a weird feeling but almost natural. And maybe subconsciously, I always have looked after him too. I welcomed the feeling I was filled with. I unwrapped a tiny piece of chocolate candy and held it up for Sydney to take with her mouth. As she slowly chewed, she leaned her head back down on Anthony’s shoulder. I took the bottle of water that Sydney had drunk from and finished it while handing Anthony some candy. He joked about it, which made me smile. He knew something definitely had shifted as well.
“What, you’re not going to open it for me, Col?”
“If there was a doubt in my mind that you were not up to speed, I’d have opened it for you.”
He laughed quietly and adjusted Sydney so that she leaned on his shoulder that was closest to me and then I could lean my head on the back of her shoulder. She was shivering still. Anthony and I showered her in kisses and told her how proud of her we were. She smiled and the three of us sat there for a long while. I may have drifted off to sleep for a few minutes and when I awoke, I quickly glanced at Sydney and made sure she was okay. Her eyes were closed and a smile was on her face.
We helped dress her and when we walked out of the classroom I noticed Blake leaning against the wall across from the classroom. He smiled, nodded to me and in a quiet tone, told me to go relax in the main room and that he would send Noah over with some drinks. I wasn’t able to find my voice for whatever reason but nodded.
Just as the three of us sat down, Sydney turned and leaned into me while sitting mostly on Anthony’s lap. She swallows my heart. Poor thing was so scared to accept aftercare and positive touch minutes ago and now she’s craving it. Her body wants and needs it desperately. And I knew that Anthony and I were both going to give this girl everything she needs. Anthony and I were both holding Sydney when Noah quietly appeared and handed Anthony a throw for Sydney and then set three Cokes on the table in front of us along with a small bowl of munchie mix. We sat for a while and once Sydney grew more talkative, Anthony and I knew she was back to solid ground. Although I will admit that I wasn’t sure Anthony and I were back on solid ground. He and I have engaged in far more intense scenes, which even pushed our limits. In those cases, we were still less affected than both of us were now.
Blake walked with us over to the entrance and talked with me while we waited for our jackets. When Kelsie, Blake’s female sub, handed him Sydney’s sweater, he held it up and looked at me. I knew what he was saying. It wasn’t near warm enough for just the sweater. I nodded and told him Anthony and I were going to take care of it this weekend.
“Better,” alpha male Blake retorted.
Sydney began heading for the door but Anthony and I motioned her back over to us so we could remove the play collar. She followed us over to the area where we placed the collar on her this evening and looked downward. I frowned and pulled her chin up to look at me. I searched her eyes and thought she looked sad. She looked tired and maybe she was still dazed from the scene tonight.
“Baby, are you okay?” I asked her. She nodded and followed it up by saying that she was okay. “Okay, I was just checking. Whenever I see you look sad or look downward I need to check.”
Her eyes moved back and forth while looking at me and then she swallowed hard. She began shaking her head and lowered her head. “I was just trying to make it easier to take the collar…off.”
I put my hands on her hips and steadied her so Anthony could remove the play collar. As Anthony unbuckled the collar I felt Sydney’s body tense.
“Baby?”
“Um…I need to use the bathroom before we leave…Sirs.”
Now out of the collar, Sydney sidestepped from between us and looked towards the hallway where the bathrooms were next to the front desk and coat check. She began to walk that way but only made it two steps before turning and facing us with her head hung.
“Um…may I use the restroom?”
“Of course, baby. But come here for a moment please.”
“Um…” Sydney swallowed hard and quickly walked over to me. She stood inches from me and though her head wasn’t hung, her sight was focused on the ground.
“Eyes, please,” I gently said. I was concerned because she’s said “um” three times in a matter of moments. She grew tense in my arms as Anthony removed the collar and she seemed antsy now. We didn’t hold her enough tonight. I pulled her into my arms and felt her slump against me. She needed more care. Her arms hung loose by her side and she leaned against me. Her body was telling me everything I knew she couldn’t.
“It’s okay, baby. I have you. Let’s sit down for a few minutes.”
I tried to nudge us towards the benches that lined the walls in the lobby, but her body grew stiff and she wouldn’t move. Her head was still leaning against my chest though. I looked up at Anthony and knew that he understood what was happening or had happened.
“You want to stand here, baby? I can stand and hold you. I think you’d be more comfortable sitting though.”
“I…may I please use the bathroom? I need to.”
“I think you need to be in my arms right now, baby.” I felt her body slump against me more and then could feel her get tense. “Baby, I know what’s happening and it’s okay. Let me sit down with you for a few minutes.”
She was shaking her head against my chest. Anthony looked worried and walked closer to us. He reached towards her and took hold of her chin and cupped her cheek. He said my name seconds before Sydney choked on a sob. I guided her over to the bench and pulled her onto my lap. She shook while I held her tightly. She needed more care. I needed to watch out more closely. Damn me.
“It’s okay, Sydney. You’re okay, baby. I’m not letting go.”
She continued to cry and Anthony pulled his jacket off and managed to get her arms into it. He sat down on the bench next to me and pulled Sydney’s legs over to rest on his lap. Anthony rubbed his hands up and down her bare legs as her body shook with tears. My heart was pounding. There was a lot going on in the lobby; people coming and going, checking in, getting coats, leaving coats. It was too much for what we needed right now. I continued to scan the lobby when Anthony stood. He stood right in front of me and reached his arm out over my shoulder to press it against the wall. He leaned over a little and reached down to stroke her back. I realized what he had done. He removed everything else going on around us by physically standing to block everything else from our sight. All I could see was his tall frame and Sydney’s tiny body on my lap. We stayed there in our private bubble and I kept offering comforting phrases to her. I kissed her head often and suddenly a throw was placed on the bench within my reach. I looked up to see Blake walking away from us and towards the front desk. He leaned against the desk and kept his eyes on the three of us. I knew he was there offering support if we needed it. The blanket would help. Anthony grabbed it and wrapped it around Sydney. I noticed it was warm and knew it would really help Sydney. Blake has some throws that are heated. Usually you have to get a heated throw from the care stations on the lower level but the bar also has some for urgent situations. Blake realized Sydney needed warmth.
“Sir…”
“Yes, baby?”
“I’m sorry.”
“No, Sydney. You are not to apologize for your reactions. Baby, we’re still getting used to one another. You’re not used to play or sex that doesn’t leave you drugged or beat on. You aren’t used to being cared for afterwards. It’s so unnatural to you that your mind fights against it but your body craves it. Sydney that’s what drop is. When your mind goes one way and your body goes the opposite, it makes a mess and leaves you confused. You are not to apologize for it.”
She looked up at me with sad eyes and then up at Anthony when he spoke.
“If you had gone into that bathroom sunshine, you would have dropped in there alone. You didn’t know what was going on other than you had to get away from the hands that wanted to comfort you. It’s easier to run and hide and deal with it alone than it is to admit you want to be held and cuddled. You would have gone in that bathroom thinking you were fine and the second you got behind a closed door, you would have broken down.” Anthony sat down on the bench, unbuttoned his shirt and pulled Sydney to his lap. Sydney instantly found comfort with him too and leaned her head on his shoulder and put her hands on his chest. “We would have gone in there looking for you and you would have been curled up on the floor against a wall with your arms wrapped around your legs.” He kissed her forehead.
Blake was walking towards us with a bottle of water. He crouched down in front of us and handed me the bottle. I opened the bottle and held it up to Sydney’s lips trying to encourage her to sip.
“Rough night?” Blake asked with concern but also trying to help us lighten things.
“I think we could have used some more time with the aftercare this evening,” I said quietly.
“Indeed,” Blake said and stood. “I think you guys have it under control.” He smiled and grasped my shoulder for a few moments before heading back towards the front desk.
We were ready to head home now and Anthony zipped up his jacket that Sydney was wearing. I told him to ride in the back seat with her. Tonight was not only special, but I knew it was having a lasting effect. I thought Anthony would benefit from Sydney being in his arms in the back seat just as much as she would.
It didn’t take us long before we climbed into bed when we got home. The three of us quickly took a shower and dried her off before we did anything else. I put some ointment on the few healing cuts on her back and then we were in bed.
Sydney has found much needed comfort in sleeping on Anthony’s shoulder and chest. He wraps a protective arm around her and she holds onto him. But tonight Sydney was on her back. She looked unsure and uncomfortable and I figured it was an effect of the scene tonight. Anthony and I were on either side of her propped up on our elbows.
“Talk to us, baby? You don’t look comfortable.” I tapped her chin as I searched her eyes to find the root of the issue. Anthony chimed in.
“No covering anything up, sunshine. Communication is necessary for all of us.”
“I…I’m not sure which way I should face. I don’t want to make one of you feel left out.”
Sweet, sweet girl. I looked over at Anthony and knew he and I felt the same about this. We wanted her comfortable, bottom line. She feels too vulnerable on her back and so open, which is why her hands and fingers were playing with one another over her stomach.
I edged closer to her, kissed her goodnight and then gently nudged her to roll onto her side and sleep on Anthony’s chest. That’s been her comfort spot ever since that tragic night in the back of my Range Rover. I pressed my body right up against her and let my arm drape over her side and rest gently on her tummy.
My mind was running with so many thoughts and ideas. One thing at the forefront of my mind since last night was the fact that this was no longer just my house. This was a home for all three of us and we, the three of us, needed to relocate out of this room and upstairs. What had been my room was nearly twice the size of this room and it had two large walk-in closets and a huge bathroom. It would be our room and at the first opportunity, I wanted the three of us to go pick out new linens and redecorate it to suit the three of us. I’d talk to them about this tomorrow.
Tomorrow Anthony and I were helping Sydney get anything she wanted from her old apartment to move in. Matt offered to go with us and help out. I told him it wasn’t necessary as he had his family still in town but he insisted.
I know a lot of shit probably happened in that place, and I was going to push for information. I know she’s seen Chris once and nothing would change quickly for her, but the nightmares are still persistent and come frequently. She needs to open up and Anthony and I need to understand and know everything we can. I would turn that apartment upside down until I knew and understood what she went through. I’ve been patient and haven’t pushed much because I knew there was only so much I could do to force the situation. I knew that I needed to be supportive, and just listen once she did start talking. Down the road, once she found a Dom, he would push matters; but things have changed. She was now mine and Anthony’s. Her well-being was our responsibility, and I was happy to have it in my lap. And I hoped that Anthony would be the strong one tomorrow.