by Drew Sera
Chris was busy writing while he asked Sydney if most of her dreams included things that have actually happened to her. He stopped writing when she nodded. Colin jumped in.
“Chris, we wanted to ask you about something for her to sleep. She’s so tired and the nightmares are troublesome. They’re vivid.”
I was glad Colin asked him about that otherwise I would have.
“Pills.” Chris closed his notebook and rubbed his eyes. Fuck, did this have to be this fucking hard? Chris looked at Sydney and then over to Colin and I before leaning forward and resting his arms on his knees.
“Sydney, do you want a prescription to help you sleep?”
“Yes, I think so.”
“Would you take pills for that? I remember the trouble you had taking the antibiotics Matt prescribed for you.”
“I know. But I’m better now and am not afraid of getting hurt with pills.”
Chris went over to his desk and checked a few pieces of paper and then came back over with his prescription pad. He began scribbling and then tore the page from the pad and handed it to me.
“This is prazosin. I’m prescribing a very low dose. She takes one before bed. One. It’ll help block some receptors in the brain, thus giving way to deeper sleep.”
“Are there side effects?” Colin asked.
“There isn’t a medication out there without a side effect; nausea, dizziness, and low blood pressure are some. It’ll take a few days before you notice a difference."
Finally, for fucks sake. I felt like I held the answer to her pain in my hands despite Chris looking skeptical.
51
Tuesday, December 31st
Colin
New Year’s Eve in Las Vegas was huge. Matt was having a party at his home tonight and we were going over. His backyard faces west and will have an excellent view of the fireworks on the strip at midnight.
I had just finished working out and headed to our room to start getting ready for Matt’s. Anthony and Sydney were sitting on the floor by the fireplace. She was sitting on his lap and he had his arms around her and was playing with the purple rope she had given him. He wasn’t using it on her, but he was showing her some of the knots he could make and how easy he could pull them apart. She watched his hands expertly work the rope. I sat down by them for a few minutes and drank some water. Sydney looked very interested in the rope but also apprehensive.
“What are you thinking, baby?”
“He’s quick with the rope. And the rope is soft.”
She looked like she wanted to touch it but was keeping herself from doing so. Anthony held it in his open hands in front of her to take if she wanted. She wasn’t quite ready yet, which was fine. It would be something the three of us would work up to.
“Did Howard use rope on you?” Anthony asked her quietly.
She nodded and then tried to follow up with words. “Yes, but the rope wasn’t like this. It was rougher and brown. Kind of like a thick twine.”
Anthony took hold of her hand and brought it to his lips to kiss. He is always so gentle with her.
“Do you trust me, sunshine?”
“Yes.”
Anthony took her hand and guided it to the rope he held in his other hand. He moved her fingers lightly over a short length of it. Her eyes were wide and she seemed to be on alert. But she was safe.
“This rope is different from what he used on you. It’s soft cotton rope. And it’s a pretty color. It’s very different just like I’m very different.” He kissed her forehead and tossed the rope aside. “Enough rope talk tonight.”
Anthony sat on the ottoman and motioned for Sydney to lie across his lap. He smoothed his hand over her panties and traced his fingers around her pussy. The ottoman was wide so she could rest her head on the cushion next to Anthony’s legs.
I found myself begin to harden at the sight of her pretty ass staring at me. Anthony rubbed his hands over her panties as if he was warming her ass to prepare her for a spanking. Anthony has been thrilled over being able to administer erotic spankings to Sydney. Soon Sydney was moving her hips up and down slightly in hopes of getting stroked. Sydney was easy to read sexually, and I loved it. He pulled her panties down just below her butt cheeks and continued to warm her cheeks.
“Open.” He tapped on the backs of her thighs with a gentle spanking motion.
Sydney quickly complied, and Anthony began rubbing everywhere but her pussy. She began moving her hips again, and he finally stilled her by placing his hand on her lower back.
“Did I say to move?”
“No, Sir.”
“Now stay still.”
He took up rubbing on her again, and I could tell she wanted to be played with. She was being played with, just not quite the way she was hoping for. This was for Anthony’s pleasure.
“She’s antsy, Anth.”
“I know. Maybe you can give her something to occupy her mouth.”
He and I shared a smile, and I slowly went over to sit on the other ottoman in front of her. I looked down at her relaxed face and couldn’t help but reach down and stroke it. She smiled at me and her eyes dropped to the bulge in my shorts. I tugged my shorts and boxer briefs down and knelt in front of her letting my erection bob in front of her. I fisted it and stroked on it while I looked in her eyes. She looked as though she were begging for it.
“Just the head. Don’t go further than the head, baby,” I instructed.
She eagerly took the head of my dick in her mouth and lashed at it with her tongue. I shut my eyes and held onto the ottoman to keep me still. She was very good with directions and teased me well. When I heard her moan I opened my eyes to see what Anthony was doing. He had her butt cheeks parted and was massaging around her tight little hole. Anthony looked up at me and raised his eye brows.
“Col, I think it’s time we take sunshine down to the playroom.”
“I agree. Baby, you want to go to the playroom?”
“Yes, Sir.”
I pulled my shorts up and hoisted her over my shoulder with her panties still down below her ass. Anthony walked ahead of me to get the lights on. We knew the importance of not taking Sydney to dark rooms.
Once we were inside the room, I set her down and allowed her a few moments to take in the room. The room had a St. Andrew’s Cross over in one corner, a spanking bench, a leather table with various accessories, whipping post, and other bits of furniture. I had an industrial looking work bench area that held lots of implements and toys.
Sydney knew this room existed and has been in it before, but Anthony and I had been reluctant to bring her in here to play until we thought she was ready. She’s been to Irons now and has seen many of these kinds of pieces and she was introduced to these things in that shitty club, Tails, where she also met an asshole. Sydney’s made a lot of progress healing wise and the trust she has in Anthony and I has grown. Our relationship has deepened and we felt she was ready.
She stood between Anthony and I and looked around. I took hold of her hand and tilted her head up to look at me.
“Sydney, relax. Lets take a walk.”
She let me tug her hand and then moved willingly on her own. I decided the best thing for her would be for us to show her everything in here. We walked to the leather table, and Anthony jumped up to sit on it. She looked at it and the straps that dangled to the side. There were also binding cuffs on the table. I was most afraid of her reaction to the table with the cuffs and bindings. She did well though and ran her hand along the leather and touched the binding straps. She reached for the leg cuffs but pulled her hands back. Anthony took one of the cuffs and undid the buckle on it and opened it revealing the soft black fluffy fur on the inside. She smiled and then reached out again to touch it. Sydney just needed to be allowed to go at her own pace and touch and feel things.
“Soft, huh sunshine?”
Sydney nodded and said she wasn’t expecting that. I breathed a sigh of relief. She indicated that the one’s Howard used weren’t soft on th
e inside like these. No surprise there. Howard was a sadistic bastard who pretended to be a Dom. He didn’t care one ounce about this girl.
I took her over to the table where the case with our bound flowers sat. At minimum, I wanted to remind Sydney that the foundation of what the three of us would do in this room was based on love. In a double metal frame next to the flower case were two pictures of the three of us that night that Blake’s wife took. One picture was of Anthony and I crouched down putting the collar on her and the other was the three of us embracing afterwards. Next to the flower case and pictures was the collaring ceremony invitation. This table was important to the three of us and an excellent reminder of what the three of us have. The wall on the same side as the door already had our frame photos from Matt; the one with Sydney kneeling facing the St. Andrews Cross and the other with the vibrant purple rope. I loved what this room had become.
I guided Sydney over to a drawer and showed her a bunch of tools and toys. I told her that we can play doctor sometime. She blushed and turned her head into my shoulder.
We continued our journey around the room, and I encouraged her to touch everything and to feel free to ask us anything. Though Sydney was very young when she was introduced to BDSM and this type of equipment, she never had the opportunity to explore these pieces at free will. Anthony and I knew that before we started playing in this room with her, that we wanted her comfortable with it and it’s contents.
She enjoyed the spanking bench and ran her hand along the leather. I had her try it and helped her into position. Even though she was somewhat clothed, seeing her on the spanking bench made me hard instantly. She looked fucking hot spread out on it for Anthony and I.
Anthony moved behind her and placed a hand on her back to still her. “Easy, sunshine. I’m just going to rub on you.” Anthony began rubbing on her ass like he was doing upstairs. I could see Sydney relaxing and soon her sexy hips were moving against the leather on the bench. Fucking hot. Anthony and I laughed as we pulled her down. We stopped at the St. Andrews Cross and she walked around it on her own while Anthony and I watched her.
“This room is like a mini Irons, only private.”
“Sydney, Anthony and I want to share this room with you. We want to play with you in here, but we’ll go slow and find a good pace.”
She nodded and ran her fingers along the impact implements that hung on the wall. I was proud of her to reach out and touch them. A month ago, she would have had a hard time touching those things and she wouldn’t have left her back to us in the room either. But here she was, touching whips and dragon tails while two Dominants stood patiently behind her.
Closer to the door and out of the way of the direct play area, was a black leather couch with blankets folded under a side table. Next to the couch was the table with our flowers and picture frame. Against the wall was a mini fridge that held water and small soda bottles. She walked to the center of the room on her own and glanced around her again.
As I stood in the playroom, I realized how much I have missed playing in here. I didn’t miss training bottoms or working with others though. I now shared one of my own with my best friend. This afternoon proved to be the right time for Sydney. She wasn’t nervous and seemed to be pretty relaxed as she gazed around the room. She turned and looked at us with that playful gleam in her eye.
“I can’t wait to play, Sirs.”
Oh we will play. But I wanted her to come in this room when she wasn’t needy for release.
“It pleases me that you’re eager, baby. Anthony and I want you to come in here whenever you want to look around. I expect you to ask us questions as they come up. This week, while Anthony and I are at work, I want you to come in here and look at everything. Touch things, examine them.”
“Yes, Sir.”
While I was very pleased with her reaction to the room and the contents, we weren’t going to play with her in here until I knew she had spent time in here and didn’t pale when she looked at the bondage table.
I opened my arms and Sydney walked into my embrace. I kissed her lips and told her we were proud of her for keeping an open mind. Anthony and I have discovered a lot about our fragile kitten over the past few weeks. She definitely has more kink in her than I thought, and I can’t wait to explore all of it with her.
“We need to get ready for Matt’s party,” I announced.
The three of us headed upstairs to get ready for tonight. Since Anthony takes twice as long to get ready, I was going to help Sydney. I wanted to tease her just a little more though.
“Clothes off, baby. Then go get on the bed in your position for a butt plug. We can stretch that sweet little hole for a little while.”
Her pupils dilated and she quickly shed her clothes and was heading over to the bed. I went over to our toy drawer in the dresser and scanned my options. I picked out a short but thick pink butt plug and lubed it as I headed to the bed. I applied some lube to her tiny hole and pushed it in and made sure she felt nice and slick. Anthony and I always made sure she had enough lube. She had endured enough pain and if we hurt her anally, she would be afraid of it. I rubbed on her lower back and told her to relax. I pushed the thick plug in and watched her hips begin to move, hoping to get some relief for her swollen nub. No such luck though. That will come much later.
“Keep your head on the mattress and arms stretched above your head. Don’t move your legs. Understand?”
“Yes, Sir.”
I bent and ran my tongue from her slick pussy up to her swollen clit. Mmm, it was swollen. Tonight will be fun.
“Good girl.”
I left her on the bed and jumped in the shower. By the time I was done, Anthony was nearly ready but held his belt in his hands when he walked back in the bathroom.
“Think she’s okay to lace my belt?”
I was drying myself off while I listened to him.
“I think she will be fine. She did it once before with you. Take her plug out first though. Hopefully she won’t come. She’s wound pretty tight.”
Once I was dressed, I went out into the bedroom just as Sydney was finishing helping Anthony with his belt. Anthony put his arms up in the air in victory and he laughed out loud. We’ve been working with her on the belt fear.
“I’m so proud of you, sunshine!” He picked her up and twirled her around in his arms. She was healing and we were helping her. Anthony had her in his arms and was looking at me when he stopped twirling her. “Col, she did it!”
“I heard. Good job, baby.”
She got shy again and blushed. Anthony set her down and we helped her get ready. I took her in the bathroom and cleaned her up after her pink butt toy while Anthony got her clothes ready. She hadn’t come yet so her hips moved around quite a bit while I cleaned her up. She’d get her release later. I was pleased to see that Anthony had selected a nice light blue bra and matching thong.
Before I headed to the garage I grabbed a couple nice bottles of Krug Champagne for this evening. We took my Range Rover and drove a few streets over to Matt’s.
He had invited a few people from his work to the party along with Blake and his wife. Plus his family was here so it’d be a good sized party. Blake and Cathy would be the only other couple there that would know of the relationship I had with Sydney and Anthony. We were introduced to the few people from his work, and then I followed Matt to the kitchen with the bottles. He glanced at them before sticking them in his wine cooler.
“Ah, brought the good stuff, huh? I sent Mark out today to find a decent non-alcoholic champagne for Anth and Sydney. He brought a couple back, so they can try them if they’d like.”
“Thanks, Matt. That was thoughtful and kind.”
He handed me a bottle of beer and grabbed two bottles of Coke out of the fridge.
“Come on. Let’s go find your better halves,” Matt joked as we headed towards the great room.
I smiled at that. They were my better halves. They made me better. Matt handed Anthony a Coke and then a bottle
opener. Anthony opened it and gave it to Sydney and then took the other one from Matt.
“I’m going to go play host for a bit. I’ll catch you in a while.” Matt slapped my back and jostled Anthony’s shoulders before heading in the direction of his hospital friends.
“I should go talk to his folks. You guys okay for a bit?”
Anthony gave me a funny look and said that he and Sydney were going to go talk to Blake. I found Arthur and Gloria and went over to spend some time with them. Anthony and Sydney were in my sight, so I felt better. Except for the fact I wanted to be on her other arm and touch her. At least I could see them. When I could see them, I didn’t feel as detached from them.
Anthony had found Blake and they were chatting away. He had his arm around her and was stroking her upper back. Soon he had moved lower and the next time I looked up, his hand was under her sweater on her lower back. The four of them had been laughing and Anthony turned to kiss her cheek. He was saying something in her ear before he sucked her earlobe some. He loves her earlobes, and the sight of him with his mouth on her earlobe made me smile.
“You care about her, don’t you?” Arthur asked me.
I pulled myself to sit up straighter and gather myself. He had seen me gazing at her and Anthony. I cleared my throat and sipped my beer before looking at Arthur. I hoped I hadn’t looked so love stuck when Arthur was watching.
“I care about her. She’s doing better than she was when she first came to Anthony and I.”
Arthur nodded and I realized that while I had zoned out to watch Anthony and Sydney that Gloria had gotten up to go talk with Gina. So it was just Arthur and I now.
“Matt told us that you’ve been helping Anthony care for her.”
I wondered how much Matt had told him. I didn’t get very far with that idea though because he started talking again.
