“Ask away,” Helena adds to the mix.
I can see the guys in my peripheral vision as Aspen seeks my approval. I already know she displays many traits of a submissive, but that doesn’t make her one.
“Go ahead, baby girl.” I give Dalton and Flex a death stare.
“Do you like kneeling at his side?” She directs her question to Nadia, but the girls all answer in unison.
“Yes!”
“They are all submissives, Aspen. Genevieve is the only Mistress, and unfortunately, she’s gone for the night.”
“I just don’t understand wanting to drop to my knees for a guy unless I’m going to give him head.” I almost spit out my drink.
“Oh, she’s a keeper, Ry,” Flex declares.
“Can we talk about something else?” This is not how I saw this moment going down.
“Do you all have private rooms? Playrooms? Is that what they’re called?”
“You can refer to them as either. Technically, it is the Dom who has the private room, but since we’re all married, we definitely just see them as ‘ours’ at this point.”
“Wow. So, you still get married? I read that?—”
“I think we’ve had enough of the questions. Why don’t you guys tell Aspen what you do for a living or something less kinky?”
“Why?” Dalton asks. “She has questions.”
This was a bad idea. I know they are all thinking she’s going to become my sub, but some of my tastes are darker than theirs, and I’m not going to put that on Aspen. At least not yet.
When everyone settles down into some lighthearted subjects, I can finally relax. Tonight was amazing, but it was stressful as hell. As I sit back, listening to everyone laughing and joking, I close my eyes and drink it all in.Venom.I really fucking miss this place. Maybe I’m just fighting against the inevitable, but I feel like I owe it to Aspen to at leasttryto give her a normal relationship.
The truth is, I’m too far gone to walk away now. What we have is so fucking important to me.She’simportant to me. By the time everyone starts heading to their private rooms, I’m ready to head home.
“Are you ready to go?”
“Yeah.” She leans in, pressing her lips to mine. “I’m still on such a high. I don’t know if I’ll be able to sleep tonight.”
“Oh, I don’t plan on you getting much sleep, baby girl.”
By the time we make it out onto the street for the short walk back to my place, Aspen is buzzing about meeting my friends. “I’m not going to lie, I was really freaked out when I saw Nadia sitting there when we first went down to the bar. It doesn’t look anything like I imagined. Do all of them really just kneel while you all shoot the shit?”
“It depends. Sometimes, if they’ve not behaved themselves, they are made to sit as a punishment. At other times, it’s simply a loving gesture between them.”
“I just don’t understand it.”
“I’m not asking you to.” I come off a little defensive.
“Do you do that? Would that be something you’d want me to do?”
“No. It’s consensual between them. You aren’t a submissive. I would never ask that of you.”
“But you like it, though?”
“Do you want me to lie and give you the answer you want?”
“No.”
“Then, yes. I fucking love having a woman kneelforme. Submittome. Can we just drop it?”
