Page 101 of Office Intrigue (Office Intrigue Duet 1)
The ride up to the forty-fourth floor was what one would expect after a long day at work. Master was quiet, but so was I. The exhaustion had kicked in and I wanted nothing more than to have dinner, maybe a glass of wine, and to relax for a bit.
When we arrived, a lovely meal consisting of a small salad, a bacon-wrapped filet, and rosemary potatoes had been set out. When I asked if he cooked, Master had informed me that they had a personal chef they used when they were in the city. At home, Landon was apparently the one who cooked most of the time. Master admitted that he preferred to stay out of the kitchen if at all possible.
Dinner was nice, the conversation enjoyable. We talked briefly about the demonstration and he admitted that the swing was interesting but not something he would be outfitting his dungeon with.
“You have a dungeon?”
His smile was sexy as he took a sip of his red wine. “Yes. At the house.”
“Do you and Landon both use it?”
“Let’s just say we have one. And leave it at that.”
That admission opened the conversation to a direction I was curious about. Master gave me a few tidbits of information regarding BDSM, mostly at a high level. Which had led to where we were now, with me staring down at a stack of papers while I once again questioned what I was getting myself into.
“This is a limits list. Keep in mind, there may be various other things that have been left off, although it wasn’t intentional. As you can imagine, there are all kinds of kinks and fetishes out there. This is an extensive list though, and I want you to go through it. Take your time and check off the appropriate box for each.”
I looked up at him when he paused.
“I want you to give a lot of thought to each one, Luci. There is no right or wrong answer. However, I do want you to have an open mind. If you haven’t experienced it, that doesn’t mean you should be completely against it.”
I nodded.
“As you can see, you’ll check off whether or not you’ve tried it.” He pointed to a section that had yes/no. “Then there are five options. Limit means you refuse to do it. Those are your hard limits. If it triggers something painful from your past, it will likely be a hard limit. You can select maybe for anything that you’d be willing to try with one of the four of us. We would not allow anyone else to do them while you’re in our care.”
“What does that mean? If I don’t select maybe, does that mean you’ll let someone else do them?”
Master held my stare. “There could come a time, perhaps at a club, where we would want you to interact with someone else. Maybe with another submissive—male or female. And sometimes if there’s a Dom who’s mastered a certain area, such as the whip. That’s not something the four of us are comfortable with, so if you were interested, we would potentially find someone who you could experiment with.”
Okay. So that wasn’t exactly what I’d expected him to say.
He continued. “Then you have curious, which means you’re interested in trying it. Select okay, if it’s a genuine interest of yours. That means you enjoy it. Or choose yes, absolutely, if it’s something you are certain you enjoy.”
I glanced down at the paper as he read each of the options off. When I looked back up at him, he smiled.
“Just because it’s something you enjoy, that doesn’t mean we’ll necessarily do it. Remember, when it comes to D/s, you are freely giving yourself to your master. For his pleasure. There are many items on that list that I don’t find appealing. That doesn’t mean you won’t experience them.”
I wondered if Master realized how he continued to categorize himself as part of a whole. It wasn’t whether or not he would be doing something, it was them. It was as though he was keeping that distance between us. And maybe he was. Maybe he feared I would get attached, which was very possible. Casual sex still wasn’t something I was interested in. It was the very reason I’d agreed to this with my bosses. They had explicitly stated they wouldn’t be having sex with anyone else, which had given it some exclusivity. Probably the biggest reason I’d agreed.
However, getting to know them on a deeper level was something I craved.
I still loved how I felt when I thought of bringing this man pleasure. It was an intense feeling that I wasn’t used to. Then again, I felt the same way with all of my bosses. The thought of making them happy made me happy.
“Do you have any questions?”
“No, Master.”
Master left me at the table and I perused the list. My brain was overwhelmed by things that confused me. I had no idea what some of this stuff even was. I decided to go down the list and check off any that I had tried. I found that I ended up only checking a few things, such as anal sex, cuffs, nipple clamps, gags. Basically, the few things they’d introduced me to. Truth was, I didn’t have much experience.
