Bryan
“Have you two talked about new schedules and time for your relationship?” Sarah was probably looking for Maddox to answer, but I shocked myself by answering.
“We’ve made some plans. The hard part is the new living arrangements this year. Last year, I had a room by myself. It was tiny, but I had privacy. This year I’m going to have a roommate. We’re still trying to figure some stuff out.” Full sentences and I made sense.…Score.
Sarah walked away from Richard and sat down in one of the chairs across from us. “If you don’t mind my asking, what kinds of things have you talked about?”
I wasn’t sure what she meant but luckily, Maddox took over. “We’ve talked about schedules primarily. Times during the week we both have off and a few conversations about different toys and things we can bring with us. The lack of privacy is going to be the hardest part.” There was a little pause and I could see he was trying to figure out how to word it. “There are some items that I’m not sure we can bring. They’re too difficult to hide with someone else sharing his space.”
My diapers.
He didn’t say it out loud but everyone knew what he was talking about. I couldn’t manage to keep eye contact. The boards on the deck were suddenly very interesting again. But I didn’t hide, and the embarrassment that flooded through me wasn’t as bad as it usually was. Sure, crawling under the deck sounded like a reasonable idea, but I wasn’t horrified so it was an improvement.
“I can understand that. What I’d recommend is to set up some rules, some sexual and some not. Having guidelines reminds a sub that their Dom, or Daddy, in this case, is thinking about them. Just knowing they haven’t been forgotten and that those boundaries you’ve set up still exist are very important.”
I peeked over and saw Maddox leaning forward in his chair. He was very interested, and I had to admit that I was curious to hear what she would say. I’d surprised myself again. I was on a roll tonight. “Losing our relationship when we go back is one of my biggest fears. I know he loves me and I know we’re not going to break up simply because we’re busy. But the lifestyle aspect of our relationship is a big part of who I am and I think it’s becoming a big part of who Maddox is. I don’t want to lose that.”
I might not have been able to look at everyone when I spoke, but at least I’d said something.
Maddox squeezed my hand. “I can understand that. We’ve been friends for too long to let something like schedules keep us apart, but we’ve basically been living together for months. Going back to separate rooms is going to be difficult.”
“That’s where the rules come in. When is masturbation allowed? Is it allowed at all? When does Bryan have to call to ask permission for something? Does he have to call before bed to check in? Will there be special guidelines for days that you won’t see each other? There are all kinds of things to consider. Whatever you decide, they need to be rules that support your relationship and your needs.”
I was so red my face hurt.
It was good information. I had to keep telling myself that. It was hard, though. Listening to her talk about our sex life and my submission had my heart skipping a beat. She was trying to help us. She was in the lifestyle and owned a sex shop. She wasn’t embarrassed, so there was no need for me to be.
Talking myself down from the ledge, I tuned back into the conversation in time to wish I was still ignoring it all. Maddox was rubbing his fingers gently over my hand, but all his focus was on Sarah.
“What kinds of things would he ask permission for?” Daddy loved control and this was right up his alley. It was no wonder he had more questions.
Sarah leaned back in the chair and relaxed. “It can be something very simple. Even requiring him to text you for permission to say…get coffee. If that’s not something he’s allowed to have normally when you play, he would need to ask to have it. It would be up to you to decide what to tell him. The point isn’t to deny him something but to make him feel that momentary flash of submission when he has to ask. There are tons of little things all day long that you can use. Just pick one or two.”
Thankfully, dinner was ready before Maddox could ask any more questions. I was curious to see what would happen. So far there hadn’t been much that showed their roles. The teasing and flirty comments had made it obvious but physically, nothing was that different. I hadn’t dated girls, but the ones that I’d hung out with always took charge of the conversation anyway. So the fact that she’d done most of the talking didn’t seem that surprising.
Sarah got up and went to get a few things from the kitchen, putting off our offers to help, and Richard brought the steaks over to the table. Moving to the large circular patio table, it wasn’t long before we all sat down to eat. Even now their roles weren’t obvious. He served her before helping himself and he waited for her to take a bite before starting, but nothing about it would have stood out if we weren’t looking for it.
The food was delicious and it was a lot of fun. They told stories about funny things that happened at the store and how they first met. It was relaxing and easy to hang out with them. Not nearly as stressful as I’d feared.
We sat around talking while the sun went down over the trees. When it started to get dark, Maddox began making our good-byes. He was right; we had tons to do the next day.
“Thank you for having us over. This was a lot of fun. And thanks for your help.”
“I’m glad you guys got to come by. When you’re back in the area, we can do it again. And feel free to give us a call or email if you have any questions. It’s going to be fine. You’ll see. You’re a strong couple already.” She smiled and came around the table to give us quick hugs. “Oh, before you go—we have a present for you. It should come in handy at school. I’ll be right back.”
With a wicked grin, she hurried inside. What could they have gotten us? Richard distracted me before I could think about it too much.
“The only things I would say would be to watch out for people giving advice who don’t understand your relationship, and remember to communicate. Some friends are very well-intentioned but will end up saying you guys are spending too much time together or that Maddox seems bossier than he used to. Just don’t let them make you second-guess your relationship.” Richard stood up from the table and leaned over to shake our hands. “Thanks for coming over, guys. It’s nice to have other friends in the lifestyle to hang out with.”
“That’s for sure.” Maddox shook his head. “I wish we had friends at school who would understand.”
We didn’t. They were all nice enough, but vanilla was an understatement.
“There will be other people on campus who have unique relationships. You have to keep your eyes open. And be careful who you share things with.” Sarah spoke as she walked back out through the door, carrying a small, brightly colored gift bag in her hand. She looked like she knew from firsthand experience you had to be careful.
“Agreed. For now, we’re going to keep things to ourselves. We’re not going to hide our relationship, but everything else is private.”
“It’s probably the best idea until you know who you can trust.”
“It’s hard to imagine there are people at school who are into the lifestyle as well.” I couldn’t picture it. The idea that a person walking past us in the commons could be a Dom or someone’s little boy blew my mind. I’d always felt like there wasn’t anyone there who would be able to get it…but maybe not.
“You guys have a good-sized school. Just by the number of people, there will be others into BDSM or some kind of D/s relationships. You have to decide if you want to look for them or if you’d rather wait until you get out of school.”
That was a million-dollar question right there.
“Here you go. I think Bryan would prefer you open it privately.” She gave him a little wink. “I hope you have fun with it. Practical for the lifestyle but it should be fun.”
I was standing there stumped. Watching Maddox take the bag, I could feel my curiosity rising. She was probably right. If it had anything to do with BDSM or age play, I didn’t want to open it in front of anyone else.
“Can we help clean up?” Maddox looked down at the table, clearly not wanting to leave without doing something.
“No, don’t worry about it.”
“Are you sure?” My mother’s voice was going off in my head, so I had to ask.
“Yes. We have our own special system. Since he cooks, I clean. But he has to keep me entertained while I clean up.” She gave him a naughty grin that was completely at odds with that sexy librarian look of hers.
He smiled. “I like keeping you entertained, Ma’am.”
I could feel myself blushing a little, but it was mostly because of the crazy things running through my head. What did he do that was so interesting while she cleaned up? So not my business. Maddox seemed to be having the same problem because he was doing his best to keep a blank face but I could see his smile trying to peek out.
As we walked back through the house and said one last good-night, I kept rolling the idea of meeting other people around in my head. I thought I knew what Maddox would want, but I wasn’t sure about my preference.
I was much more comfortable with everything now, but that wasn’t saying much. I managed to hang out with Sarah and Richard but even as open as they were, it had still taken me a while to get used to the idea that they knew what I liked.
Having to go through that process all over again was frightening. Thinking about sharing my needs and opening myself up to other people made me want to hide under my covers and not come out. Sure, it had worked out with them, but it wouldn’t always go so smoothly. It could blow up in our faces.
I must have been thinking about it harder than I realized because Maddox was looking at me funny. We were standing beside the car. I had the keys in my hand, but I couldn’t remember getting them out.
“You okay, B?” Concern was clear in his voice.
“Just a lot on my mind, but nothing’s wrong.”
“Are you okay to drive? You were lost there for a minute.”
“I’m good. If you drive I’m going to obsess more. I can stay focused.”
“All right, Baby.” Maddox gave me a kiss and walked around to the passenger side.
As I climbed in and started the car he looked over at me and grinned. “You know, B. You did such a good job tonight. I think someone deserves a treat when we get home.”
“Treat?” My brain flashed with all the sexy options and my cock pushed against the confines of the cage, making me wince. It didn’t hurt, but it felt weird.
“Let me take a look at you. There wasn’t a good time for me to check you at dinner.” He reached over and pushed my seat belt out of the way.
“Now?” He wanted to look at the damned thing while we were in the car?
“Yes. I don’t want you driving home until I see if it looks okay.” His voice had that tone like he wasn’t going to take any disagreement. I always found it erotic and this time was no different, but now my body was confused. It was turned on but couldn’t get an erection.
I couldn’t decide if I liked it or not.
Opening my pants with one hand, he reached over with the other to open the glove box. It gave us enough light to see without lighting up the whole interior of the car. Knowing that they wouldn’t be able to see what he was doing made me feel a little better.
When he had my fly opened, he pulled the jockstrap to the side. Inspecting my special place thoroughly, he moved the cage around and checked to make sure there wasn’t anything pinching or rubbing. I knew it was fine but he was set on looking it over, so I wasn’t going to complain. It was kind of hot anyway.
Daddy thought so too. I could see his arousal growing and pressing against his pants. “You look so sexy like this, Baby. I can’t wait to get you home.”
He must have seen my growing need because he didn’t tease too much. He tucked me back into my pants and got me dressed again while I watched, thinking of all the different things he might want to do when we had some actual privacy.
I had to ask. “What are we going to do when we get back?”
“You want to know what your reward is for being good?” His voice was deep and teasing, sending a shiver through me.
“Yes, Daddy.”
“It’s a surprise, Baby. You’re going to have to wait to find out.”
It was going to be the longest drive ever.