Liverpool Ch. 08

‘Yes, see I told you He wouldn’t mind. He saw your wardrobe last night and said He needed to do something about it.’

Now I really was stunned. This just didn’t happen to me, people didn’t just give me a card and tell me to buy silk. A thought occurred to me.

‘Silk what?’ I asked her.

‘Silk underwear. Clive likes His pets in silk panties.’

‘You know an awful lot about Clive, don’t you?’ I asked her with a smile.

‘He’s been in our circle of friends for seven or eight years now, and in this group, not a lot gets kept secret, well not unless you ask your partner to keep quiet. That’s why it works, if it was all hidden away in the dark too much bad stuff could go undetected. We have a couple of really experienced Doms that kinda over see everything, if you ever need help you can go to them.’

‘So will I meet them?’

‘You’ve already met one. Master was one of the first people that organised a regular meeting place for His friends and it went from there. We’ve got about twenty-five or so now, we get together every couple of weeks, mostly here actually. It’s out of the way, no nosy neighbours and guest bedrooms. We’ve got a meeting next weekend. Clive asked Master to co-host it with Him.’

I was worried now about all this. From what I’d read online, there were all sorts of protocols at meetings like this, I didn’t know if I could handle being in charge of something like that. Being here with Sir was turning out to be more difficult that I had thought. Everytime I got settled and found my feet, something new would pop up and start scaring me again. Now I had less than a week to find out how to help Sir with a play party, not to mention how I would feel if I was asked to actually play. All the thoughts in my head were spinning round faster and faster and I was seriously starting to panic. I looked up at Suzi and asked her if I’d have to help.

‘No, sweetie, you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to. This has been a big day for you hasn’t it. I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have mentioned it, I just thought you might find it fun. I guess I forgot how overwhelming this type of thing can be when you’re just starting out. Would you like me to get Clive for you?’

‘Yes please. I’m sorry.’

‘What for sweetie?’

‘I’m not much fun at the minute. I keep getting scared all the time.’

‘That’s not your fault. I’d be scared too, all these changes, the new surroundings, new feelings, new people. You haven’t had much time to adjust really. Tell you what, hows about I go make you some hot chocolate and get Clive and you can snuggle up in bed with Him for a bit, would you like that?’

‘Yes, thank you Suzi. You’ve been so nice to me.’

‘You are very easy to be nice to, sweetie. You sit there and I’ll get you sorted, ok?’

She got out the bed again. At some point she had put her shirt back on, now she wiggled into her jeans and went to find Sir. I slid down under the covers and waited. I was tired but not sleepy, there were too many thoughts still circling round my mind. Yes, this was what I wanted, to live with Sir, to be with Him, as part of His life; however there were other parts of His life I didn’t know anything about. He hadn’t told me anything about meetings or parties, He hadn’t told me about His friends or how His home life worked. I began to wondered what else He hadn’t told me about His life. I wanted to know all about Him, I needed to sit down with Him and try to talk to Him. I just didn’t know how to start a conversation like that with Him. I knew I shouldn’t be confrontational with Him, but I was a bit hurt that He hadn’t let me all the way in to His life. I thought He had opened Himself up to me; now I had found He was like all the others, keeping me at arms length.

I sat up on the bed, hugging my knees to my chest. Had I done the right thing? Everything had moved so fast, I never thought that He would ask me to move in with Him and yet, here I was, sitting in His bed, waiting for Him to come to me. I have to admit I was a more than a little angry at Him for acting towards me in this way, keeping parts of His life from me when I had opened mine up to Him completely. It was like He was treating me like a child, patting me on the head and telling me I wasn’t to worry about grown-up stuff. I knew anger was going to help me be strong enough to ask Him about this, I hoped I could keep it in check when I saw Him though. Lately anger had been another thing to be scared of, the way it could take me over was terrifying, but I had to be in control when I spoke to Him. I couldn’t blow up or dissolve into tears without it seriously compromising my arguments. His voice startled me from my thoughts.

‘You alright pet?’ He said as He came round to sit on the bed.

I didn’t know what to say. Normally I would have answered that everything was fine and kept my head down like I had done with Mother. But Sir had told me that our relationship couldn’t work unless I was totally honest with Him, so I decided I had to take the bull by the horns and tell Him the truth.

‘Umm, not really Sir. Is it ok if I ask you a question?’

‘Oh course, fire away.’

‘I was just wondering if there were any other parts of your life I don’t know about. I didn’t know about Master and Suzi, though they seemed to know about me. I didn’t know about the meetings you have here coz of the lack of neighbours and extra bedrooms until Suzi told me a wee while ago. I still don’t know what it is you want of me here and everytime I think I’ve found my feet and I’m just starting to get settled, something new pops up and I have to start all over again, so I was hoping that if you do have any more things you haven’t gotten round to telling me, that you could tell me about them now and get it all over and done with at one time.’

He sat there looking at me thoughtfully.

‘What is it you think I haven’t told you?’

‘If I knew that, I wouldn’t be asking you the questions I just have, would I? Why is it so hard for you men to let me into your lives? Do you think I’m going to come along one day and drop a bomb using the information you’ve given me? Why don’t you trust me enough to let me in?’

I was getting exasperated now. This seemed to happen time and time again and I had honestly thought that Sir was different. Finding out He was the same was heartbreaking.

‘You think I don’t trust you? I don’t just let anyone move in with me you know.’

‘No, I don’t know, you’ve never told me anything about the girls you had before me, and yet you know just about everything there is to know about the men I’ve been with. This is what I’m saying, you’re doing the same thing as they did, keeping me away from you and I don’t understand why.’

There was a quiet tap on the door and Suzi poked her head round the frame.

‘Can I come in? Your hot chocolate’s ready sweetie.’

‘Suzi, come in,’ Sir replied for me. ‘Can you tell Ross I wont be coming back and that he’s more than welcome to stay the night?’

‘Of course Clive, good night.’

‘Night Suzi and thanks for the chocolate.’ I took the mug from her with a smile.

I sipped the drink as I waited for Sir to gather His thoughts. He sat away from me, leaning on the end of the bed, looking out of the window. He took a deep breath and turned to me.

‘I don’t know where I should to start pet. I don’t know what it is you think I’m keeping from you.’

‘How about we start with the others that have lived with you here.’

‘There have only been two others. There was my first wife, Tara. We bought this place together about 15 years ago when we got married. It was a bit of a dump then, that’s why we got it so cheap. We spent six months doing it up, put so much effort in to it all. I think it was the last time we had fun together.’ He sighed and reached for me. He held my little hand tightly between His big strong ones, giving me comfort from His touch. His voice was serious and almost hesitant. Breaking through the walls He had put up was hard for Him and I was so happy that He was able to start allowing me to become closer to Him than ever before.

‘Then my work started getting more time consuming, I was spending nights away, then weeks away and she thought I was neglecting her, so she took off after a couple of years. Found herself a man who would come home to her every night, though apparently he’s stifling her now. The other was a woman I met about eight months later. I was on the rebound really, shouldn’t have been with anyone at that time but I was lonely after being with Tara for so long. We had been dating for a while when she showed up at my door one night and told me she had been kicked out of her flat. Then I discovered that she was more interested in the house than living in it with me. I booted her out six weeks later and I haven’t had a lover living here long term since then.’

‘Am I going to live here long term?’

‘That’s up to you pet. If you still want to I would be delighted. Anything else?’

I filed the last part of that away for later on in the discussion. What did He mean ‘if I still wanted to’?

‘These meetings you have here, how do they work?’

‘People that I know and trust come round here a couple of times a month and play. Sometimes there are only a couple and sometimes we have a full house, it depends what else is going on. Just because they come doesn’t mean they have to play and they don’t have to come here to play, but it’s a safe place for my friends to relax in. I am the host though, not you. If this is something you can’t or wont want any part of, then I do understand. It would probably be best for the first few times if you only watched. That way you can get a better idea of what might be expected of you if you did decide to take part. I have to admit I do like the parties, that’s why I offered this place to hold them.’

‘What happens at them? Is it like a dinner party, or an orgy or what?’

He smiled at my expression. I was so curious about all this. It was all new and a bit scary but at the same time I was fascinated to learn first hand about stuff I had only ever read about.

‘For the most part, we have a few drinks, catch up on what everyone is doing, then usually people go off and do their own thing. This weekend we have a fairly big group coming. Two of our friends are getting married and it’s their stag and hen do’s, kind of a last chance to misbehave before they settle down. Everyone that’s coming is part of our group so they’ll all know how to behave. Ross and I are co-hosting it, you can either follow Suzi around or you can stay with me, which ever you would prefer.’

‘Is it ok if I stay with you Sir?’

‘Of course it is pet.’ He stroked my hair the way He knew I loved and smiled softly at me. Then His face grew serious again. ‘There is one thing though.’

‘What’s that?’

‘You will have to wear a collar.’

‘Really?’ I bit my lip and hung my head. The flash of pleasure that swooped through my body at the thought of being led around by a collar was unexpected but oh so very nice.

‘You like that idea, do you? Wearing one of my collars, crawling around on your knees in front of everyone.’

He lifted my head and looked at my flushed face with a wicked smile. I wouldn’t look at Him though. It was such a new feeling to want to be humiliated like that, a good feeling though, a wicked naughty exciting feeling and I wanted more of it.

‘Naked?’

He froze at my question.

‘You would have to be very sure about it. There would be people there who would want to touch you or play with you if you were in that position. Could you handle that?’

I crawled up the bed and curled around Him.

‘Would it be like tonight?’ I asked hesitantly. ‘Would you be there too?’

‘Pet, your lead would not leave my hand. Where ever I went, you would go too.’

‘Then yes, I could handle that Sir.’

‘Good. Was there anything else?’

I remembered what He has said earlier.

‘You said before ‘if I still wanted to stay’. Why wouldn’t I want to stay with you?’

‘There are not many girls who would be so open to all the new things I am asking of you. Even fewer who would actually ask to be paraded round naked in a room full of strangers. Most would have run a mile from Suzi this morning and run even further from the three of us tonight.’

‘This has all a test?’ I sat up and looked at Him with shocked anger. How dare He!

‘It was a necessary trial to see if you could cope with the more unconventional parts of my life and one which you past with flying colours.’

‘That’s not the point. All you had to do was ask instead of tricking me like that.’ I crossed my arms over my breasts and turned my back on Him.

‘Would have honestly answered yes if I had asked you to willingly lick out another woman while I videoed it and then played it back to her Master, who would then want to fuck you?’

I so wanted to answer yes but I knew in my heart I would never have been brave enough to say the words. I kept my back to Him while I tried to figure out a way out of this hole I had dug for myself with a modicum of dignity. Inspiration failing me, my shoulders sagged and I said very softly, almost hoping He wouldn’t hear,

‘No.’

‘Sorry, what was that?’

‘I said no, ok. I would rather have run over hot coals than say yes. As you well know, you sod.’

He grabbed my arm and spun me round on the bed to face Him.

‘Don’t be a cheeky bint or I’ll slap you silly. You know I will don’t you?’

‘Yes.’ I replied, rather sulkily.

‘Yes what, bitch?’

The dirty name sent a shiver down my spine.

‘Yes Sir.’

‘Come on then, out the way so I can get in to bed too.’

I scrambled quickly out of His way and in the process, somehow managed to fall out the bed and land on the floor with a loud ‘bump’. Sir looked down at me and laughed.

‘How the hell did you manage that?’

I sat up and rubbed my elbow where it had impacted on the floor. I frowned up at Him and pouted.

‘Aww, did my baby girl hurt herself?’

‘Yeth.’ I lisped at Him.

‘Come here then and I’ll kiss it all better for you.’

I grinned at Him and leapt onto the bed. He gathered me up and asked me where it hurt. I tried really hard to be good and point at my elbow but my finger kinda missed and ended up at my chest. He bent His head down and sucked on my nipple, drawing it into His mouth and flicking His tongue over the end. I gasped and dug my fingers into His shoulders as His hand slithered down my belly and parted my pussy lips. I was still slippery from playing with Master before and He wiggled His finger inside me with ease. He stopped His attentions on my breasts and asked,

‘Are you sure you’re not too sore?’

In response I pressed down on His hand. I could have been in howling agony and I still would have wanted Him. I would have done anything He asked of me and that night I did. Anything He desired I delivered with open hands, mouth and pussy. He was my sun and moon and the stars in the sky and I loved Him with all of my heart.