by Rose Nickol
“I mean. It. Put. Me. Down. Now!”
Kyle continued walking to his suite, once inside he went straight to the bedroom and flipped Jenna onto the bed. Using the wrist cuffs Dean had put on earlier, he secured her arms to the headboard, and then, sitting on her legs to hold them still, put cuffs on and secured her feet to the corner posts at the foot of the bed. Once he had her secured, he went to the closet and got a flogger.
Jenna continued to scream and demand to be released. Kyle ignored her and continued as if she wasn’t screaming. “Kyle, stop this right now. What do you think you are doing?”
“You wanted to participate in a flogger demo, I’ll do a demo for you. Right here, right now!”
“Kyle, think about what you are doing, safe, sane and consensual…consensual, remember. Never without the consent of the other person. I do not consent!”
“You consented already, when you agreed to play with Dean. That’s consent enough for me.”
“Red, red, red!” she screamed.
“Now you think you want to call red. I don’t think you’d be calling red if it was Dean, or maybe Evan. I bet you’d let Evan take a flogger to you. You two looked pretty cozy the other night. What about it, Jenna, would you let Evan take a flogger to you?” As he was talking, he trailed the flogger over her legs and breasts. With the last word he whipped it across her mound.
“Kyle, you need to stop and listen to me. I love you. Please don’t do this to me. Stop and think. You aren’t thinking straight. I love you. If you do this, there may be no fixing it.” She had to find some way to get through to him. Kyle in his right mind would not do this. He was so angry, he wasn’t thinking or listening to her.
Part of Kyle knew he should not be doing this. What the fuck was he thinking? The angry Kyle wanted Jenna punished and now! How dare his baby play with someone else without his permission? It didn’t matter that he hadn’t spoken to her for weeks and had in effect stepped out of their relationship. She was his…forever, and she should know it.
“Kyle, please, please stop this. Stop and listen to me. Please,” Jenna pleaded.
Kyle drew back to strike her breasts, but caught himself in mid-swing. What the fuck was he doing? Throwing the flogger across the room, he crawled onto the bed and straddled Jenna. Bending down, he touched his forehead to hers. “Oh, my God, baby, what have I done?” And a tear ran down his face followed by several more.
“Jenna, I love you more than life itself and would gladly give mine to see you safe. I never meant to hurt you. I was so angry, how will you ever forgive me?”
Wishing her arms were free to hold him, Jenna answered, “Kyle I know you were mad. I didn’t do it to hurt you. I thought you didn’t want anything to do with me. I was trying to go on with my life. I knew coming here tonight was a big mistake, but the girls begged me…and you were supposed to be out of town.”
“So you were avoiding me?” he asked and seemed a little hurt.
“I thought it was what you wanted.”
“Oh my God, I’ve fucked up so much.”
Remembering the breakaway cuffs, Jenna pulled her arms free and wrapped them around Kyle. “We can fix this if you want to. Come back home, please be my master again.”
“You still want me, you’d let me come home and be mine again?”
“Yes, I still want to be yours and still want you to come home. I was happy before and I like to think you were to.” As she pulled his mouth down to hers, wanting to show him how much she loved him.
“Baby, I’ve been a stupid fool. I thought by leaving you alone I could keep you safe, but I only hurt you more. I don’t know what I’ve done to deserve you, but I’ll never stop loving you. This isn’t the way I planned this, but will you marry me and be my wife and live with me forever?”
“Yes, I will…yes…yes…yes!” She rained little kisses all over his face.
“Baby, I’ll never leave you again. I have enough money so that neither one of us ever have to work again. I want to build us a house to make and raise babies and live together forever. Will you do that with me?”
“Yes…yes…yes…yes to all of it. You want babies?”
“Lots of them, all with your beautiful green eyes. Little girls that need their brothers’ protection, and little boys to protect their sisters. Will you have lots of babies with me?”
“Yes, I would like that.”
“Good, on Monday, quit your job. I want you to meet my dad and brothers, and I want to meet your family also. We’ll take a long trip and see both families, and plan our life. I don’t want to let you out of my sight ever again.” He leaned down and took her mouth with his. “We should go out and let everyone know you are okay. Your girls will probably be worried.”
Thinking about it, Jenna wondered out loud, “It all seems a little planned to me. Were you supposed to be out of town this weekend?”
“No, Evan actually called me and asked me to meet him in the club at eight o’clock tonight.” Kyle was starting to wonder also.
“I think I smell a plan. Let them stew a while. I want to stay here with you. I think we need a make-up session, Master,” she said as she lowered her voice an octave.
“A make-up session is exactly what we need. I see you managed to free your arms. Want to tell me how you did that?”
“Breakaway cuffs, Master”
“I’ll just have to fix that.” And he proceeded to do so. Soon, Kyle had Jenna screaming again, for an entirely different reason.
Chapter Twenty
On Saturday night, they announced their engagement to their friends and started planning a collaring ceremony for after they got back from their trip. Jenna felt a little weird announcing their engagement without a ring, but Kyle promised to remedy that as soon as possible and explained to everyone that he was having a ring custom-made and it would be ready soon. The truth was that he had special plans to give it to her and did not want to screw it up again.
Kyle took Evan aside. “I don’t know how much of this was your doing, but thank you for helping me pull me head out of my ass. I owe you big time.”
“Just name one of the boys after me. And I get to be godfather.”
“Done.” The guys slapped each other on the back and, looking sheepish, hugged quickly and went back to the party.
On Monday, Jenna went into the office to turn in her work and quit. By noon that day, they were on the road to Montana. Jenna was excited to meet Kyle’s family and he was excited to show her his hometown. He hadn’t been excited about going home for a long time, but it felt right this time.
Jenna loved Kyle’s family and they loved her. They spent their days going to all of Kyle’s childhood haunts, and he showed her a part of him he usually kept hidden. It was wonderful spending time with him like this.
Soon it was time to move on and their next destination was Jenna’s hometown. They made a trip of it and saw the sights along the way.
Jenna’s dad thought Kyle was a “stand-up guy” and would be good for her, something he had never done with any of her other boyfriends. It took her brother a little longer to warm up to him, but once he did, he welcomed Kyle into the family and promised to come and see the house as soon as they had it built.
The next stop was Florida to see Jenna’s sister. They planned to spend the longest there and “do” the Florida thing. They spent a few days staying with the family, but Kyle also wanted them to have some privacy—he couldn’t make her scream with her sister in the house—and they rented a hotel room for a few days, promising to go back to her sister’s before they left.
One night, Kyle had a surprise planned for Jenna. They dressed formally, him in a suit and her in a little black dress, with very high heels and, of course, no underwear.
Kyle drove to the pier where he had rented a yacht and crew for the night. On the deck, under the moonlight, Kyle again proposed. “This was how I planned it all along, baby. I wanted to romance you, but I just couldn’t wait. Will you be mine?”
; “You already know the answer, but yes…yes…yes. I’ll say it as many times as you need to hear it.”
“I’ll never get tired of hearing it.” He gave her the biggest diamond she had ever seen, surrounded by emeralds. “To match your eyes,” he whispered. Then he took her there on the deck and made sweet love to her for the rest of the night.
Sometime during the night, he carried her down to the cabin, and it was late when she woke the next day. They spent the day at sea, sunbathing and watching the dolphins. They returned that evening, going back to the hotel. They planned to meet her sister and family at Disney World the next day, because as Kyle had told her, “You can’t go to Florida and not do Disney.”
They spent the day riding rides and behaving like kids. In the dark rides Kyle copped a feel, playing with her pussy every chance he got and kept Jenna on edge most of the day. It was great. That evening at dinner, Kyle looked at Jenna and asked, “Would you like to get married while we are here? You sister could stand up with you and maybe your brother-in-law will stand with me?”
“You’d do that? What about the guys, don’t you want any of them to stand with you?”
“They’ll be at the collaring ceremony, and if it’s what you want, I want to make you happy. I sort of jumped the gun and already have a Florida license. Now you just need to pick the date and buy a dress and we’ll do it. I thought we could be married on the beach at sunset, if you like.”
The next day, Jenna and her sister went shopping for dresses. Jenna wanted something simple, a mid-length flowing sundress, and, after hitting several stores, found the perfect dress.
They were married a week later and Kyle took Jenna on a week-long cruise for their honeymoon.
Returning to Florida, Jenna said a tearful good-bye to her sister, who promised to come and visit soon.
On the drive home, they talked about the house and what they wanted it to be. Kyle made plans to meet with an architect friend of his as soon as they got back and start on the blueprints.
Once they got back to Denver, they spent their time planning the collaring ceremony and building the house they had designed together with the help of Kyle’s architect friend. Jenna was happy and life was good.
Epilogue
Five years later
What a mess. Jenna was relaxing in the tub and Kyle was trying to corral the children. Having four kids under five was a handful. The twins, Kyle Jr. and Rose, were four and Evan was two and a half, and the baby, Rachel, just six months. Apparently, the twins had found a marker and decided to draw on the baby. If Kyle didn’t get it cleaned up before Jenna saw, there would be hell to pay.
They had a sitter on the way and had plans to spend the evening at the club. If Kyle didn’t get things under control soon, the entire weekend would be ruined. They hadn’t played at the club since before the baby had been born and Kyle was ready for a weekend with his wife all to himself.
The kids were great, but getting a minute alone was impossible and Jenna didn’t like leaving them with anyone. Not that Kyle could blame her. Leaving the children was hell, but he needed time with his wife also.
Jenna stood just out of sight, watching her big, bad Dom trying to handle the roomful of children. He was good with them, but they were a handful. It looked like the twins had taken a marker to the baby again. The only markers in the house were water-washable, but it didn’t look like Kyle knew that. A baby wipe and everything would be fine. They still had a few minutes before the sitter was due. Jenna decided just to watch the show. She knew Kyle would be torturing her soon, why not take some fun for herself first?
After watching for a few minutes, Jenna walked into the room, grabbed a wipe and cleaned the baby. Giving the twins a stern look, she smiled up at her husband. She was happy, content and fulfilled. She had never imagined her life as it was now and couldn’t think of a thing she would change. Although she wasn’t one hundred percent sure yet, it looked like her family was going to expand again soon. Five children, wow!
THE END
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