by Drew Sera
“Baby, your jeans and shirt are on Anthony's chair.”
“Thank you, Sir.”
She kissed my chest as she walked by. I finished getting ready while Sydney was making the bed. I threw on some jeans and a blue tee shirt and was tying my shoes as she finished the bed. I wanted to spend time with her and Anthony today to make sure both were ready for tonight. I knew deep down that Anthony would be fine and I was pretty sure Sydney would be too. But where Sydney is concerned, I needed confirmation. Especially since I knew what Anthony was capable of.
Sydney picked her journal up off the table between mine and Anthony's chair and stood in front of me. I couldn't resist and pulled her into an embrace.
“Sir, may I sit outside after breakfast and write for a while?”
“Absolutely, baby. Why don't you head downstairs and start the coffee and breakfast? You can pick the menu today.”
I gave her butt another playful swat as she left the room. I poked my head into the bathroom as Anthony shut the water off.
“Hey, I just sent Sydney to start breakfast. Want anything in particular?”
“Whatever she makes will be fine with me.” He stepped out of the shower wrapping the towel around his waist and looked over at me. “How is she this morning?”
“She'd good. She's in a light spirited mood. I tongued her ass. Couldn't help it.” I shrugged claiming innocence.
Anthony smirked, and when he began to towel dry his hair, I left him to finish getting dressed. After breakfast, Sydney went to sit outside at her favorite spot and began to write. She loved to write. I remember her telling us that Howard would burn her pages and break her pens. Writing is so good for her. It’s her outlet, and I’d always encourage it. Anthony and I moved outside to sit near her. Since her abduction, she’s been writing a lot more. We both gazed at her through sunglasses, and I couldn't help but remind myself how fucking lucky Anthony and I were. We were fortunate to have her be into kink in the first place, and to not be afraid to let me work with her. We were fortunate that she found both of us desirable and that she wasn't scared to get involved with two Dominants. And we were so lucky to have found her when her whereabouts were looking dismal.
“I don't know if I ever would have come out of it if we had lost her,” I said aloud. I wasn't expecting Anthony to say anything, but I felt inclined to say that. Not that Anthony doesn't already know that my life revolves around Sydney, but I still wanted to say it. I was smiling while looking at Sydney when Anthony spoke.
“You and I would have suffocated if we hadn't found her. If Paul had been able to get her out of the country, the chances are likely that we never would have seen her again. There'd be no closure. Those weeks without her were agonizing.”
I remember just how unbearable they were and everything Anthony and I went through. I'll never forget those weeks. One positive thing that came out of it was that my bond to Anthony grew deeper. Our love for Sydney grew as well.
“So, are you ready for tonight, Anth?”
“Yes. I'm just mulling over some things and trying not to let my head get hung up on the fact that she's been hurt so much.”
“Are you thinking impact play?”
He nodded, and my heart began to pound faster. I knew this was going to be a potential option for Anthony, but I knew he had reservations with impact play and Sydney. Anthony can be very intense when he gets in full Dom mode. But he's aware of what he can do, and he has a pretty good idea of the affect it'll have on Sydney. I needed to encourage him not to be afraid of who he is. Our relationship is strong enough that he can be who he is without worry.
“Anth, remember that you're not just tying her up and beating her. You love this girl and know her limits.”
He let out a short laugh that was laced with sarcasm. I began to worry that he doubted tonight.
“I know her limits. I'm the asshole that made her say red.”
“Anthony, you aren't an asshole, and you're not a monster. You love her, and she is head over heels in love with you.”
“Us,” he corrected.
“Us.”
“I won't hurt her, Col.”
“I know, and I'm not concerned about that. You be yourself.”
Anthony nodded and said he was going to go into my playroom for a while. I knew he needed the time to put him in the right frame of mind and possibly even swing some stuff around. It has been a while.
I went over and sat next to Sydney and glanced down at her notebook. She had words covering half the page but was now doodling little flowers at the bottom of the page.
“What are you writing about, baby?”
Anthony and I definitely give Sydney her space and privacy when writing. Most of the time, she will share what she writes in the evening with us when we sit together before bed, but there are some things that she keeps guarded. Anthony had started this way back in the fall with her, and she's taken to it well. She smiled at me and then looked down at her page. The sun gleamed off the necklace she wore around her neck causing me to look at it. She wore the necklace proudly that symbolized the three of us. It was that necklace that I stroked and held in my hand every night while she was gone.
“I was writing about how happy I am that Anthony had a great birthday party and about how happy Gina is.”
“Gina?”
She slid her cell phone over to me so I could read the texts that Gina sent Sydney last night and this morning. She explained how happy Matt was now that it seems he and Anthony have patched things up.
“Come here, baby.”
Sydney sat down on my lap, and I pulled her head to rest on my chest and under my chin. I often hold her in a cradling position on my lap as it seems to calm her when she's nervous. It's a common way that I see many Doms at Iron's holding and comforting their subs.
“Are you nervous about tonight?”
“I think I'm nervous about going to Irons. I'm not really nervous about Anthony. I know I'm safe with him.”
“What has you nervous about Irons?”
Sydney explained that she hadn't been back there since Paul took her and all of the members knew Paul. She said that she was afraid that someone might be angry with her over Paul's death or having been banned from Irons. I worked hard to keep my breathing as even as possible because I felt anything but calm at the moment.
“Sydney, there is no one, absolutely no one at Irons that doesn't understand what he did was beyond wrong. Anthony and I got so many phone calls from members while you were gone and they were just sick inside with what he had done. Do not worry or think for a second that anyone blames you for anything. Paul was full of hate and jealousy. Period.”
I stroked her arm and leg for a while to relax her. I actually needed it to calm me some too. I blame Howard for fucking her head up like that. She had seven years of mind manipulation.
Anthony came back outside closer to lunchtime and brought out some sandwiches for us. We spent the afternoon outside under the warm sun and soon enough the three of us were on one lounge chair teasing and playing with Sydney. Anthony didn't touch her much, and I knew it was to build up this evening. I could tell by his demeanor that he was ready and was in the right frame of mind.
We had dinner reservations at Vito's before we go to the club and needed to get a move on. I told Anthony that I'd help Sydney get ready so he could gather what he wanted and needed from the playroom.
I brought a fluffy towel from the bathroom and opened it up on the bed for her to lie down on. She and I had talked about shaving her clean this afternoon. Before Paul took her, Anthony and I had required her to shave her pussy bare each day after we went to work. But when she came back after Paul had her, we allowed her to keep some of her hair down there for a while. When she began to shave again, we'd still let her keep some on her mound. But she knew that Anthony and I preferred it to be bare though we weren't going to push her with it. She needed to feel secure, and if that little tuft of hair on her mound helped her with those feelings, then An
thony and I could work with that. But Sydney asked me this afternoon if I'd help her shave it all off.
She tried to stay as still as possible but ended up giggling or squirming around when I tickled her. But we got through it, and she had a beautiful, bare pussy and it was going to drive Anthony wild.
I stared in her underwear drawer and was trying to find something that I thought would appeal the most to Anthony. She had some sexy black and red ones, and she had some flirty and playful ones. I remembered his reaction to her devastatingly sexy set from the Christmas party. It was unexpected from her and did Anthony and me in that evening. I thought if Anthony saw those on her tonight that he might not think of her recent painful past. I handed Sydney the black thong lace panties and the lace bra.
From the closet, I retrieved her black skirt and found the charcoal gray silk sleeveless top with the black piping around the neck and sleeves. I hung them up on the hook in the bathroom and glanced at her in her lace bra and panties. She was stunning. I went back to the closet to get her black light sweater for dinner and her strappy heels.
While she got dressed and messed with her makeup and hair, I quickly changed into a darker pair of jeans and a dark gray button shirt. I was fixing my belt when she called my name. I quickly finished and walked into the bathroom. She was in the skirt now but still no top. She was looking herself over in the mirror.
“Baby, you look hot.” I kissed her neck and looked at her in the mirror. “What are you thinking?” She had that look that told me she was pondering something negative.
“Should I put some makeup over this to cover it up?” She was pointing to a spot near her side that needed stitches due to Paul’s damage. Due to the age of the injury, it left a small scar. Much to my dismay, Sydney's body wore scars like they were accessories. She thinks that Anthony and I see them before we see her, and that’s not the case. Anthony has his fair share of them too, and I know he feels the same as I do.
“Absolutely not. Baby, you are our beautiful girl. Scars and everything. Anthony wouldn't want you to cover anything up.” I kissed her cheek again. “And neither do I. You don't hide from us. Remember what Anthony told you…those marks don’t define you.”
Sydney was smiling now and then pulled on her top. She just needed a little encouragement. I took her by the hand, and we headed downstairs and found Anthony in the kitchen. He was leaning on the counter eating M&Ms but stood up straighter when we entered the room. He gave Sydney an up and down look and then settled his eyes on hers. The two of them charge each other up, and it was beginning.
I held Sydney's hand as we waited in the lobby of Vito's while we waited for our table. Sydney looked incredible, and Anthony looked, well, like Anthony. I felt good, and I was confident that tonight would be great. There may be a bump or two, but it would still be great. We're getting back into our element, and I felt like we were moving at a good pace.
Anthony sat across from us and didn't move his eyes much past Sydney. He flirted relentlessly with her, and I could feel the heat in her cheeks as I sat with my arm around her keeping her close.
We sat with our drinks and the bread basket looking over the menus and finally ordered. It was a beautiful night, and we sat outside on the patio facing the Strip. I stroked Sydney's shoulder softly while she ate her dinner roll. I could tell Anthony was itching to touch her. Soon.
14
Sunday, March 9th
Anthony
We finally were making our way to Irons, and I decided to have a little fun on the way. I glanced at Sydney in the back seat and smiled at her. I could tell she was a little nervous, so I was going to try to alleviate that before we got to Irons.
“Sunshine, reach between your legs and rub your pussy over your panties. Do not come. Just rub.”
Colin continued to drive, and I watched out the window as we made our way to the club. As we got closer, I told her to push two of her fingers deep in her pussy and then hold her hand outward toward me.
Fuck me, when her hand appeared over my shoulder laced with the scent of her arousal, I immediately sucked her fingers into my mouth and licked them clean. I told her to do it again as we neared a red light.
“Here, Col. Enjoy the taste of our girl.”
Colin quickly sucked them into his mouth and commented on how good it tasted. When we got out of the car, I leaned Sydney against the door of Colin's BMW and took hold of her chin.
“You tell us the minute you want to leave, understand sunshine?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Good girl. Let’s go enjoy our evening.”
I brought a messenger bag that had my rope, my rope cutting scissors that Matt gave me, and M&M’s. I also brought a change of clothes for Sydney. I knew Colin had his hands full with getting her relaxed and ready for this evening. I figured she'd welcome the comfortable, secure feeling of a pair of jeans and a long sleeve shirt to leave the club in after I was done with her tonight.
The familiar smell of Irons filled my senses as Colin opened the front doors. I took a few deep breaths in the lobby as we waited for one of the attendants to become available. Being back here was good. I glanced at the framed photos that filled the lobby. The framed photos that adorned the walls in the club were authentic photos of its members. At one time, there was a photo of Paul in the lobby but I noticed that photo was gone and others had been shifted and rearranged. I was happy to be within these walls. I felt accepted and calm here. I always had.
“Anth,” Colin said my name, and I turned to find his hand held out towards me for my messenger bag. I handed it to him and he turned it over to one of the attendants along with Sydney's sweater.
“Master Blake notified us of your private room. We will deliver your bag to the room for you.” The male attendant smiled and looked back up at us. “It's good to see you guys again.”
Colin, Sydney and I made our way through the double set of heavy wood doors and the scent of leather with a hint of latex assaulted my nostrils. We hadn't gone in much further and were glancing around the social areas and bar. A few hands were waiving us over and when my eyes focused, I saw that it was Matt and Blake. They were sitting in the spot where the three of us would always start our evenings.
When we got over to our spot, Matt and Blake both stood and roughly hugged or shook hands with Colin and me. They were much gentler with Sydney, of course. Matt and Gina moved to sit on the couch across from where I sat with Sydney and Colin, and Blake sat in the chair between the two couches.
Kelsie appeared, naked and with a tray of drinks. Most were ice waters or Cokes but there was a bottle of beer that Matt claimed. When Matt took the beer, I knew he wasn't playing tonight. Which meant that they probably came here to support us.
“So, how does it feel to be back?” Blake asked the three of us.
Colin elaborated and mirrored my thoughts exactly, and just like the many times before, we eased into the evening with our friends. We hung out for a while and Blake stood to leave our little group and made eye contact with me.
“Room two, when you're ready,” Blake said with a smile and went on his way.
Colin began talking with Matt again and I leaned over to nibble on Sydney's ear. Once her earlobe got between my teeth, I began to feel that pull deep inside that urged me to take more. I was aware of a conversation going on around me, but I didn't give a fuck about it. Her earlobe was between my teeth and my hand on her thigh, slowly creeping higher. My finger grazed the inside of her thighs and felt the warmth radiating from her pussy. I continued to nibble on her earlobe and was ready, as long as she was.
“Ready, sunshine?” I whispered in her ear and kissed her neck. I could feel her nod her head but followed up with a “yes, Sir.”
I stood and held my hand out for her to take. With her hand placed safely in mine I looked at Colin as Sydney stood. Colin smiled and rubbed his hands together. He spoke to Matt as I headed towards the hall with Sydney behind me. I knew Colin would catch up and would be behind her.
The room had the lights on but was on a dim setting. There was a king sized bed in the center of the room that was made up in white bedding. Off to the side was an armoire that I knew would hold many different sex toys and implements. The room also had a leather sofa and chair and next to the bed was a nightstand with a wooden chair next to it. Next to the armoire was a table that had my bag on it.
I moved into the room making room for Colin and Sydney to walk in behind me. I glanced around at my canvas and when I heard the door close, I turned to face Sydney.
“Alright, sunshine. What do you say when you want to stop?”
“Red, Sir.”
“And to slow down?”
“Yellow, Sir.”
“Good girl.” I kissed her and then looked in her eyes for an indication that we shouldn't proceed. “Sydney, remove your clothes and kneel for me in the present pose next to the bed.”
“Yes, Master Anthony.”
Fuck me. My cock jumped at the phrase “Master Anthony.”
I let Sydney do what she needed to do and I went over to my messenger bag where Colin was at. He stood quietly next to the table and kept his eye on Sydney while I opened the bag.
“Need help with anything, Anth?”
I pulled out the rope, my rope scissors, and turned the bag opening to face him. I didn't say anything but made sure that he saw the M&M's and a change of clothes for Sydney. He nodded and thumped my shoulder and went to take up his spot as the eyes and ears for tonight. I took my shirt off and toed off my shoes before turning to face my sunshine.
