Page 37 of B is for Beg

“Shoes off,” I say, closing the door.

“Yes, Daddy.”

My spine tingles.

Blake crouches down to unlace his boots and tug them off. He’s wearing socks today. Shame.

“Food smells great,” he says once he’s finished and is standing tall again.

“Play first, eat later,” I remind him. “If you still want to?”

Blake grins. “Yes, please.”

I put a hand on Blake’s back to guide him through to the playroom. Cal does the same, his thumb briefly brushing against my little finger. I glance at Cal. This seems a little less awkward, like we’re starting to fall into synch.

“You have a playroom?” Blake asks.

“Yes.”

“Wow.”

I dip my lips to his neck to kiss him. Cal does the same. Blake tips his head back, exposing his throat and moans; the sound vibrates against my lips. Now this feels good. I’m tempted to move my hand down so there’s contact between Cal and me too, but I resist.

“You mentioned going over the rules again,” Blake says.

“If you’re going to be our sub, we expect you to behave,” Cal says.

I realise we should have discussed any rules between ourselvesbeforeBlake arrived to make sure we’re in agreement. Being one of two Doms is new and a little scary. It’s certainly going to be a steep learning curve.

“Or you’ll punish me?” Blake asks.

“Yes. You’ll never be late for either of us,” Cal carries on.

“You’ve already said that,” Blake reminds him.

“I get the feeling you’re not normally good with punctuality.”

“That’s true. You might need to keep reminding me not to be late.”

I chuckle.

“Your orgasms belong to us,” Cal says. “Younevercome without our permission.”

That’s not normally one of my rules. I guess that’s one of the differences between our styles. I’m much more caring and nurturing. Cal is far more strict and demanding.

Blake’s brow furrows. “That’s only when we’re playing, though, right?”

“For now.”

The way they’re talking suggests they’re laying the groundwork for more than one night, which is both exciting and scary.

“We expect you to be open and honest with us,” I say. “Even if you think you might disappoint us. If you’re not comfortable doing something, you need to tell us straight away. Use your safe words as well as communicate with us before and after scenes.”

Blake nods. “I will, I promise.”

“We won’t force you to do anything,” I carry on. “Everything we do tonight or at any other time will be done freely by us all or not at all.”

“You won’t ever try to alter the power dynamic,” Cal says. “We are in charge.”