She leaves the bedroom.
She’s gone for a while, maybe ten minutes or so. I’m watching the doorway. I can’t see down the hallway, but I can see the way shadows are cast on the wall when someone walks down it from either direction.
I see a shadow.
Then I freeze as I see a second one. I watch, simultaneously turned on and confused as Carter leads Susa through the bedroom door. I don’t know when he arrived because I never heard him.
Susa’s wearing a blindfold, leather collar, leather cuffs on her wrists, which are clipped together in front of her with a double-ended snap clip, and matching leather cuffs on her ankles.
And nothing else.
My cock twitches, hard, ready. There’s not a damn thing I can do about it, either.
Carter, that bastard, watches, smiling as he sees my reaction.
ForHer.
He leaves her standing just inside the doorway and climbs onto the bed, where he kneels over me. He holds a finger to his lips, warning me to remain silent. There’s an evil gleam in his eyes as he unfastens the bit gag and removes it. Immediately, he claps his right hand over my mouth and smiles down at me for a long moment before leaning in. Not just leaning in, but his body pressing against mine pins my cock between us and I have to force myself to lie still and fight the urge to start rocking my hips against him.
I know over the music she can’t hear him whispering in my ear.
“The rules have changed, boy. Susa and I got married in Las Vegas.” He holds up his left hand, showing me the wedding band. And when I look, I now see her wearing one.
My heart hammers in my chest as I struggle to process this.
“Susa liked being my pet so much that we decided to make things permanent,” he says. “Yes, we’ve been sleeping together for a couple of weeks now. She wanted to see what being submissive felt like, so now she gets the best of both worlds. She gets to own her boy, and gets to be owned by me.”
I stare up into his eyes, wondering if I ever knew this man at all, wondering if this is the mindfuck of all mindfucks.
Wondering if I’ve just fucked up my life.
But he’s not done. “That’smywife, andmypussy, andmyass, andmymouth. But I’m a fair man, Owen. I’ll make a deal with you. You can have fairly unrestricted access tomypussy, but it’ll cost you. Taking my pussy means you takemycock, too. Your ass becomesmyass, and your mouth becomesmymouth. When I say, how I say, and where I say. In return, I’ll make sure you are kept satisfied, don’t worry. Even more than I already have.
“However, I don’t share, except with whoIwant to share with. This will only be the three of us, no one else.Period. Forlife. That means you don’t date anyone else, you don’t fuck anyone else. That also means you move in here, immediately, withus. The three of us will share a bed every night from this night forward, and you’ll completely belong tome, inallways.Bothof you will. In return, I promise I will always take care of you.Always. We both will.”
I don’t know how to feel about this, about any of this. There were never any rules that the two of them couldn’t get together, but…
I feel left out.
At war within me, this new knowledge I’m struggling to process, versus the trusted man who held me all the times I cried, who’s spent the past months teaching me more about myself than I ever thought I’d know.
The man who’s helped my darkest fantasies come true.
“That’s the deal, Owen. Take it or leave it. No negotiations about the terms. This means we move from your timeline of asking when you feel like reciprocating, to youwillbe available upon demand for either of us however we wish to use you. And if you don’t know me by now, I don’t know what to tell you.”
He smiles down at me. “So what’s it going to be, my friend? Yes, or no? Can you spend the rest of your life with me…and her?” He sits up, his hand still covering my mouth as I stare up into his eyes.
I’m filled with an equal and confusing mix of lust and hatred, except for one problem—I want to say yes.
It’s actually myfirstinstinct, because I’ve never been happier than when I am with these two people.
I think about this, though. I want to weigh the consequences of this decision.
Except…other than sex, haven’t I already given myself to Carter? One of my biggest fears once we started this journey was losing him and this…thingthat we have.
He’s still watching me.
The hate quickly drains out, leaving no other possible answer. Because I love Susa.
