by Jane Jamison
“Do you like it? Do you find following their orders demeaning?”
Michelle blinked, obviously taken aback. “Demeaning? Not at all. Let me see if I can explain. Still, you have to understand that everyone is different. You and your men have to decide how you want things to be between you three. For instance, like me, do you want to keep it restricted to sex and not have it in the rest of your life? Or, as some people want, do you want to become their slave and have them be your masters all day, every day.”
“I don’t think I could do that.”
“And that’s okay. I may not be the right person to talk to because I’m still new to it, but I think what you’re wondering is more about the emotional side of being a sub. Am I right?”
“Yeah, I think so.”
“Let me ask you a couple of questions. First and most importantly, do you trust them?”
Beth answered without having to think about it. “Yes. I’ve only known them a few days, but I do. I trust them with my life. Is that silly? To do that in such a short time?”
“You’re asking the wrong person if you want me to say it’s silly. That’s the way it was for me and my guys.” Michelle put her hand on top of Beth’s. “How do you feel when you’re playing with them? I mean, sexually. Are you happy? Do you feel like you want to please them more than anything?”
Again, she didn’t have to think. “I feel better than I’ve ever felt before. I feel relieved. Relaxed, and yet, turned on in a wild way that sets me free. And, yes, I want to please them. I want to give them as much joy as they’re giving me.”
Had she taken the time to really think about it? And yet, she realized she didn’t have to.
“Then what else do you need to know?” Michelle brought her in for a hug. “Who cares what it’s called? As long as you and your men are happy, none of the definitions or how people say it should be matters. If it’s good with you and your men, then it’s just plain good.”
Tears sprang to Beth’s eyes. “You’re right. I get it now.” She stood along with her, then it was her turn to hug Michelle. “Thanks so much for doing the photo shoot. And thanks even more for talking to me. You really helped.”
“My pleasure.” Michelle swung her bag over her shoulder. “After all, isn’t that what it’s all about? Pleasure?”
Beth’s happiness soared, making her feel giddy. She’d known Aaron and Seth were the men who made her so hot she couldn’t stand not to touch them, but after talking with Michelle, she knew they’d become a whole lot more. “Thanks again.”
Michelle did a graceful turn and swayed across the floor. Beth watched her leave, knowing that she’d not only started the calendar photo sessions off with a great start, but had made a friend in the process.
She lifted her hand to draw the attention of the next threesome. “I’m sorry, everyone, for the delay, but if you’ll come inside this room, we can get started.”
Chapter Seven
Beth hadn’t seen Seth or Aaron since she’d gone to the fire station almost three days earlier. At least they’d spoken on the phone and texted, including one very cute selfie. They’d sent her a pic of them standing side by side, their arms over each other’s shoulders. They’d had no shirts on and their helmets were pushed back on their foreheads. Grins spread from one ear to the other. But that only made her miss them even more. She was like a drunk in a world that contained only water. They’d gotten under her skin, and even if she’d wanted to, there was no way to get them out. She learned fast enough that cold showers did nothing to relieve her distress. Instead, she’d ordered not one, but two vibrators overnighted from an online store. The vibrators worked great, but they were a sorry excuse for the men’s touches and strokes.
She knew firefighters often worked several days in a row, sleeping and eating at the station while staying ready for a call, but she couldn’t wait much longer to see them. Besides, she wanted to show them the photographs she’d taken so far. There was no way she’d send those by e-mail. The way she figured it—her logical thinking being overridden by her desire—she had no other choice but to go to the station and surprise them. She would be breaking their command not to go there again, but that only gave the idea more fuel. If she was lucky, they’d give her another punishment. Hopefully, Cap wouldn’t surprise them as he’d done the first time she’d dropped in on them.
Searching the engine bay and feeling like a Peeping Tom when she spied in the windows, she made sure the coast was clear, then hurried into the bay. The rush of trying not to be seen sent her heart dancing. If she got caught, she’d not only be embarrassed, but she’d miss out on time with her men.
My men. Damn straight. If I’m going to be their sub, then I’m going to call them my men.
She scurried across the large room, stopping at each fire engine to peek around it and check for anyone she might not have noticed. By the time she made it to the break room, she was holding back giggles of excitement.
She closed the door behind her, thankful that no one was in the small room. Gulping in air, she tried to calm down. She’d get revved up again once she texted them and told them she was at the station. But that kind of “revving” was an entirely different kind.
“You’re not here just for sex.” At least, that’s what she told herself. And it was true. After having taken photographs that would cover the first six months of the calendar, she’d come to the realization that the staged pictures at Tyler’s studio were all right, but not great. What she needed was to get photographs of the men pleasuring their woman in a real fire station, with hoses and even using the fire engines as props. How she’d get that done without Cap blowing a fuse was beyond her. She had no doubt, however, that Seth and Aaron would find a way.
Pulling out her phone, she texted Aaron first.
“Hi, baby.” She hit Send.
He took less than a minute to respond. “Hi, yourself. How’d it go today?”
“Good. Can u guess where I am?”
“Where?”
She giggled, thinking of how she’d tease him. “I’m in the break room.”
“U r?”
“Yep. Want to join me MASTER?” She’d deliberately capitalized the term a sub would use. She hadn’t used the word yet and knew it would pique his attention.
She started to worry when he didn’t answer back fast.
“Ur going to get us in trouble.”
“Pulease? I have something 4 u.”
“What?”
She pulled out a chair, then pulled her panties down. Putting the phone between her legs, she took what she hoped would be an enticing picture. She checked the image, liked what she saw, then typed her response, attaching the image to the message.
“This. Seth 2.” Before she could second-guess her idea, she hit Send.
“B right there.”
She grinned, tickled with how fast he’d replied. “I bet you will.”
At yet, the minutes dragged by. She cracked the door and looked around the corner. When she didn’t see anything, she closed it and texted again.
“Where r u?”
“Get out Now Will call later”
Alarm prickled through her. Taking care and yet trying to hurry, she peeked around the edge of the door, saw that the coast was clear, then opened the door and took off running. She’d almost made it back to her car, when a familiar voice had her skidding to a stop.
“Miss, can I help you?”
Squeezing her eyes shut, she muttered a curse word, then turned around to face Cap. He was just as the men had described him.
He doesn’t recognize me.
She breathed a sigh of relief then saw Aaron and Seth hurrying toward her. She started to lift her hand to them when Aaron shook his head in no unclear manner. Instead, she dropped her hand back to her side.
“Miss?”
She’d almost forgotten to respond to Cap. “No. Thanks. I, uh, was driving by when I thought maybe I’d stop by and say hi to Seth and Aaron.”
Aaron’
s expression went south. Obviously, she’d said the wrong thing and had come by at the wrong time. “But I can see that they’re busy. I’m sorry to have interrupted you from doing”—she gestured toward the fire engines—“whatever firemen do when they’re not saving lives. So, okay, well, I guess I’ll get going.”
“That’s all right, Miss…”
He was fishing for her name, but did she want to grab hold of his hook? Before she could decide, Aaron answered for her.
“Cap, this is Beth Davidson.”
“Oh, yes.” Cap’s all-too-knowing eyes scanned the length of her down then back up. “Is there something we can do for you?”
She’d wanted to broach the subject with the men first, but she decided to grab the bull by the horns. “Actually”—the expression on Seth’s face now matched Aaron’s sour one—”I came by to ask permission to do some of the photo sessions at the station.”
“Here?” Cap’s bushy eyebrows descended between his eyes.
Aaron and Seth reacted, their scowls deepening as they grimaced. She wondered if they’d punish her for asking later on. If they thought she deserved a spanking or two, then who was she to disagree?
She was in up to her neck already, so she decided she might as well dive in all the way. “At night, of course. Or during the daytime, if you’d rather, if that’s the slower time for fires or whatever.”
Cap was already shaking his head. “I know you have a crew working here twenty-four seven, but the sessions would go really fast. I’d like to get a few shots using real fire station equipment. Like maybe the hoses or sitting on the fire engine.”
“Lady, you’re out of your mind. I can’t have that going on at a public fire station. I could lose my job. Or worse, you’d be in the way and cost us time responding to a fire.”
“I could do just one or two a night. That would take maybe an hour or so. I promise I’d do anything and everything to stay out of your way.”
Cap opened his mouth and she was afraid he’d say no. “Please, Cap. I know it’s asking an awful lot, but it would make the calendar go from good to great.”
“I can’t tie up resources for some damn calendar.”
She knew he was right. Besides, she’d feel terrible if she got in the way and made their work more difficult. Or worse, if her interference caused the people they were trying to help to get hurt. “I understand. I just thought it’d give the pictures a more authentic feel.”
“Wait up.”
She lifted hope-filled eyes to Seth.
“How about letting her use the old engine out back? That thing’s been sitting in the barn for a year now. We could clean it up, use it in the photos, and then move it out for school kids to see and sit in when they have a field trip. You know how you hate them touching the fire engines we use. As for taking photos in the open, we don’t have any neighbors nearby, and anyway, we can rig up some kind of barrier to keep what’s going on out of view of anyone who might pass by.”
Cap rubbed his chin. “I don’t know.”
Although she could sense that he was starting to come around, she remained still, letting the men take the lead. They were doing a lot better than she had.
“Aw, come on, Cap.” Aaron slung his arm around the older man, then jerked it away when Cap shot him a frosty look. “It’s a great idea and a win-win for both her and the station. How about it? Can we give it a try? If it doesn’t work out, you can shut it down.”
She held her breath, sure that Cap would say no, yet praying he wouldn’t.
“Fine.” He held up a finger, stopping her cold as she hurried over to hug him. “One night. That’s all you get. Agreed?”
She clapped her hands together, feeling like a young girl who’d discovered a puppy under the Christmas tree. “Agreed. Thank you so much.”
Her joyous feeling changed, flashing into a different kind of joy, one built on the expectation of a night with her men. She saw the same lust she felt written on their faces. “Is tonight too soon? Tyler and I can get things set up this afternoon. Then we can start the sessions around eight. Will that work?”
Aaron’s heated gaze locked onto hers. “Eight’s good. The guys and I will erect a barrier. You bring the camera, props, and lots of lights for when the sun goes down.”
Taking photos at night was more difficult than taking them during the day, but it would also make for a good counterpart for the other pictures. “Great. I’ll see you then. Can you let the other men know?”
“Will do, baby.”
* * * *
“Girl, I don’t know how you did it.” Tyler set down the box loaded with equipment and fisted his hands on his hips. “Getting this setup for your shots is incredible. I’m telling you. You’re missing your calling.”
“I didn’t do much. Seth and Aaron talked Cap into doing it.” She straightened up from adjusting the spotlight and surveyed the area around the older fire engine. By the time she and Tyler had arrived, the firefighters had already moved the engine out of the barn behind the station and had erected a ten-foot screen around the perimeter. Even if someone pulled into the station’s parking lot, they wouldn’t see anything. They’d made it as secure as it could possibly get.
“So tonight’s it? The night you finally get to shoot Aaron and Seth?”
“Yeah.” She scowled at the smirk on his face. “Don’t go there. This is a professional session and I’m the photographer, remember?”
“Which, by the way, is insane. Why don’t you let me handle the shot? Then you wouldn’t have to hire a model to pose with them.”
She’d thought about it more times than she liked, but had decided that she couldn’t bring herself to pose in the photo. Instead, she’d hired a beautiful redhead to work with them. That’s the way it had to be. That was the professional way to handle it. She’d have to ignore the painful twist in her stomach every time she thought about them touching another woman, even if it was only for the calendar.
“I needed a redhead, anyway. All I have so far are brunettes and blondes. She’ll help their picture stand out the most.
“Uh-huh. Like I believe a word you’re saying.”
Damn. Tyler could see through her so easily.
She had to change the subject or Tyler would never stop pushing for answers. “Did you cover the left side of the truck with the fake snow? That side is for the winter months.”
“You betcha, boss lady.”
He’d caught her change of subject and had decided to tease her in a different way. She could play along. “Good job, lackey. Maybe I’ll double your paycheck. How would you like that?”
“Ooh, terrific. Let’s see. Zero times two is zero. Does that mean I’ll have to pay Uncle Sam more taxes?”
Laughing, she tossed a rag at him, then turned as the flap of the cloth screen lifted up. The first group of three firemen and their woman had arrived, already in their “costumes” with robes wrapped around them after they’d gotten ready in the station. Thanks to Seth and Aaron making sure everyone knew when to show up, they were right on schedule.
“If you’ll go to the left side of the truck, please, we can get started. That’s right. The men should put on the Santa hats and, Alice, you take the elf’s hat. As I’m sure you can guess, you’re posing for the month of December.”
Max, Aleck, and Nate led the way around the truck. Alice followed, her gaze darting back and forth between the men and Tyler. At first Beth assumed that she was nervous about having Tyler watching, but soon it hit her. She was excited, even turned on. Although Beth knew that Alice wasn’t their woman and she’d never dated them—firemen tended to gossip as much as any women did—she got the impression that Alice would’ve liked nothing better than to have all three men after her. They’d asked her because she was their good friend. But didn’t they know? It was very obvious how Alice felt about them.
Do I look at Seth and Aaron that way? Like I’d like nothing better than to gobble them up? Is it obvious to everyone who sees me with my men?
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She didn’t care. In fact, if she had her way, she’d tell the whole world how much she wanted them.
Still, a lingering doubt remained.
Will they ever say they love me? I know they want me and that they care. And I know that they want me as their sub, but does that mean that they love me?
She pushed the troubling thoughts away. Why think about it when she couldn’t get any answers?
She clapped her hands to draw their attention. “Let me explain how I’d like you to pose.”
She gave them directions, asking them to string the fire hose around Alice’s body so that every part of her, except her private parts, was exposed. They made sure that her arms were pinned against her. Alice’s eyes grew big as the men moved around her, layering the fire hose around her hips and breasts. They moved into position in a semi-circle around her as Beth had told them to do, then held still as she looked them over, working the camera’s settings and setting up the shot.
This is going to be a very interesting night.
She began clicking away, moving quickly from one set-up to the next. Before she knew it, she’d gotten several terrific photos.
The next four groupings went well. She’d gotten into a groove working with Tyler, who suggested different angles and moved lights as she needed them. Surprisingly, the firemen and their women were professional and took her directions without many problems. When the eleventh threesome had gotten their robes back on and said their good-byes, Tyler faced her and gave her a hard look. She hadn’t seen him get that serious all night.
“What?”
“You know it’s time, don’t you? That was the next to last photo.”
She wanted to hold her head high and pretend the thought of seeing Seth and Aaron with another women wasn’t about to drive her crazy. “Yes, I know.”
“Are you sure you want to do this?”
She busied herself getting ready for the final shot. “Sure. I told you before. If we all act like professionals and do our jobs, then it’s all good. She’s just a paid model and they’re only doing this to help me out. It’s not like anything’s really going on between them.”
