I'm a nervous wreck now that Friday has arrived, with this being the first time that I'm going to strip at Liam's club. Thankfully, I only have to remember one routine with Jacob and another guy, Caleb, but I'll then spend the rest of the night trying to sell private shows to clients, which is where I need to make my money. My personality and charisma will affect how well I do, and I'll need to flirt with women I don't find attractive.

I've also found out that Selena has taken me up on the VIP experience offer, so that's another source of my worries. Liam liked the idea and saw it as a brilliant opportunity to speak to her again, but I know that if it doesn't work out between us tonight, we'll need to move on. I'm not sure if I'm ready to say goodbye.

I'm already on the stage beneath a spotlight, before I notice her arrival out of the corner of my eye as I unfasten my belt. It seems she's brought some friends with her, which is fine by me. Liam approaches her and personally guides her to the seats he'd reserved at the nearest table.

A man wearing a sexy waiter's outfit pours out some glasses of champagne, and she starts giggling, clearly enjoying the experience. I'm unable to hear anything she is saying over the loudness of Def Leppard's 'Pour Some Sugar on Me,' but I try to read her expression as she speaks to Liam. From what I can tell, she appears to be in high spirits, with her eyes darting over the scantily clad men surrounding her.

I skim over her from my position above. She's stunning in a wine-red wiggle dress that plunges low, with black high heels and her hair down. The belt she's wearing nips at her waist, accentuating her curves; the kind of look that stirs a primal instinct in me to claim her. I will need to pull out all the stops to appeal to her and get her back into our bed.

Her eyes glimpse up as Liam points to me and finally meet mine, softening in greeting. I continue to hold her gaze as I perform as if it's only for her. A friend next to her whispers in her ear, and she nods, then gestures for something big before laughing. I think Selena's just told her that she has slept with me.

I remove my shirt and move it between my legs suggestively, then toss it towards her table. One of her friends snatches it up and squeals in excitement, not Selena, like I was hoping for. My hands run down my body, then I yank off my trousers, which I throw at her table again, aiming directly at her excitable friend instead. My erection strains inside my G-string. Her friend repeats the gesture. My cock is definitely being spoken about, and I can't help feeling smug at both of their reactions and smirk at her. I may get used to doing this.

The music ends, and I slide off the stage to sit on her table with growing confidence. "So are you ready for that lap dance, baby?"

"Can my friends come?" she asks, twirling her hair coyly.

I glance over the two. Both seem nervous now with me so close and wearing so little. I had hoped to have some privacy with Selena, off the clock, so to speak, to be extra naughty, which isn't officially allowed.

"Sure thing, babe," I respond, containing my disappointment.

I take her by the hand and lead her to a private room. The lack of a door is also irritating, but I'm not above using Liam's office to fuck her with his blessing if it seals the deal.

I hover over Selena's lap as she sits and gyrate my hips so my cock deliberately bounces in my underwear. She seems embarrassed, but I lift her hands to my chest and kiss her briefly. As I graze my lip against hers, I stroke under her jaw before stopping with a smile, remembering that I am the temptation and I shouldn't give myself over too easily. With any luck, I'll entice her and have her begging to be with me like putty in my hands by the time I'm through.

Just as she begins to sigh and slips her hands to my abs, I move on to her friend, who seems really eager for some attention, hoping to stir some jealousy to keep her keen. She grabs at my arse and pulls me closer as I dance for her too, fully encouraged by my hands covering hers. I turn to see if Selena reacts, which, to my delight, she does as she flicks away towards the floor, quietly seething.

The other friend seems reluctant, shaking her head before I can approach, so I keep my distance. It's Selena's roommate, and she obviously remembers me from last week's visit, so I return to Selena.

Facing her, I put her hands on my hips, then slowly I lower my underwear until it drops onto the floor, unsheathing my penis. Her roommate reddens, and she walks out immediately, leaving just Selena and her other friend.

One down, just another to go.

I finish my private show for them moments later, and by this point, both are giggling. I step out of the way to let them leave, picking up my clothing, but Selena stops and touches my arm, looking up into my face. "I think I want some private time with you," she murmurs.

I lean into her ear. "You know you don't need to pay for that. Say yes to being with us, and you'll get all the time in the world with me."

"I want to pay for now. I'll make my decision after."

I reluctantly take the token, but I finally have her alone, even if the CCTV camera is recording us. I leave my underwear off and give her an entirely naked lap dance. My anxiety is long gone, knowing that she is into me, so I lose myself instinctively to the pulsing beat, fully aroused while poised over her lap. The tension building between us is detectable as my hips pump the air. It's an addictive sexual connection that makes me want to reach out to her and hold on tight until the morning comes. I don't think I can do anything more to convince her. She's fully sold on me; it's Liam who needs to take her breath away, and I cannot do that for him.

"You're turned on," I murmur, rubbing my palms up my neck, then back down my oiled chest towards my cock. Braless, her nipples poke through the dress fabric, hardened from the thrill of watching me touch myself for her pleasure. "And so am I... Mm..."

I remain in close proximity, spreading my legs open as I drop to the floor, before working my way up and brushing over her body with mine. My hand braces against the wall as I lean in, brazenly evading the personal space reserved for lovers.

Selena says nothing, instead taking a long, hard look downwards at my cock that beads with desire before her and then drips upon her thigh. I can already tell what indecent thought is crossing her mind before she licks her lips, but I can't allow it to go that far until she makes her decision about us.

Instead, my mouth presses against hers, and then I slide to her collarbone as she freely touches me, flicking at both my nipples, squeezing my taut, bare buttocks and then fondling my balls within her palm. I can't hide my moans of lust while I kiss her, but I need to restrain myself, however much I want to rip off her clothes. Liam doesn't care if I sleep with her, but with me wearing my heart on my sleeve, I'm going to get hurt if this doesn't go anywhere. There can't be any more casual sex between us. She has to say yes to both of us. If she accepts what we're offering, I'll fuck her right here and now.

The last of our time passes quickly, and she appears to want more as we pull away from our kiss, with her legs wrapping around my hips and her dress hitched up. My hands are clammy, and I fear she can sense the sweat clinging to my skin from my exertion of dancing. Still, I linger between her legs, praying for the 'yes' I'm wishing for so I can satiate both of our desires.

"So, what's your answer?" I ask quietly, not ready for disappointment.

She chews her lip indecisively, meeting my hopeful eyes. "I'm not sure... Maybe we could continue this elsewhere before I make up my mind?"

I back off instantly and pull on my underwear. I've never taken failure well, but I'm being dragged along. Liam shouldn't be shoving me into this position in the first place, so all the burden lies upon my shoulders.

"No, find me later when you've decided, 'cause I'm not fucking my clients. Now, I gotta work," I respond dismissively.

I don't want to come across as mean, but it isn't fair when I feel like I'm being pimped out. If she doesn't want to be involved with Liam, then it's best that we just move on and find someone else. We're wasting each other's time, and I don't want to be a part of it anymore.

As I leave, I bump straight into Liam pacing at the doorway. I figured he'd be checking the security cameras. I shake my head at him and try to walk past. "So, what happened? Did you sleep with her again?"

"In only ten minutes, are you crazy? Like a shit shag like that would make her want to stick around..." I sigh, then take a deep breath. "The vibe is off. We should give up and move on. We don't need her. You've got me, and I'm not getting emotionally involved with people who don't know what they want."

"You like her already, don't you?" he asks, reminding me how well he sees through me. He glances toward the room I just left. "I'll go talk to her. I'll see if there's anything I can do to ease her worries."

"As if it isn't obvious? I don't want to continue being involved if she's just going to disappear in a week or so... I need to get back to work. I'm literally standing here losing money right now."

I try to avoid thinking about Selena as I continue working, and, surprisingly, I gain a lot of interest despite my inexperience. It's odd to have tokens thrust at me, but unlike the other positions I've held, I find myself quickly gaining confidence in my work as if this was my natural calling. I guess faking a whole persona for years readied me exactly for this moment.

With barely any time for a break, and the token pouch now heavy at my hip, I take my first breather for the night, gulping back a bottle of water. Some women from a hen party had got quite handsy and left stinging claw marks, but it isn't a huge deal. I'm more bothered by the thought that I might have upset Selena with my behaviour. I didn't mean to snap, and I shouldn't be rushing her, but I'm feeling fragile, and I think I tormented myself more from the dancing than from succeeding in seducing her.

Liam saunters up to me as I splash the last of the water over my hair. "So, I spoke to her, and you're taking her out on a date tomorrow. Nice dinner, cinema, or whatever else she wants, and then you're bringing her back for some fun— you look like you've been busy."

He flicks his eyes over me and the scrapes running down my chest. "Remind me why it needs to be me again when it's you that needs to get closer to her. I've done my part."

"Because I said so, Matthew. She said yes on the condition that she's treated like a girlfriend, and she clearly prefers you... Hell, I haven't met anyone who isn't crazy about you."

"Well, I'm getting back to work," I reply, rolling my eyes, before rising back to my aching feet.

He drags me back down to the seat. "No, you're finished for the day. You're sober, so you're driving Selena and her friends back. The sooner they're gone from here, the better, for the sake of my license. Fuck her if you want, but don't come back until she's home."

"You're being a shitty boyfriend right now," I snap, folding my arms across my chest. "I've worked my arse off all night, and you're asking me to make an almost two-hour round trip."

He gives me a stern stare in response, warning that I'm not being given a choice. "I'm not asking, Lover; I'm giving you this command as your Master. But if you really don't like her enough, then I suppose I could always—"

I snatch the keys he's dangling, and he smiles at what is my predictable reaction to him pulling the dominance card. "Where is she?"

The girls remain in high spirits as I carry Selena's friend piggyback to my car from the toilets, then stick my finger up at Liam as he watches us pull off. I'll likely end up paying for it later when I get home, but I'm too mad to care. He hadn't told me she had gotten so wasted she passed out, and I'll be the one who'll be stuck with the cleaning bill if she pukes in my car.

"Tonight was wild! And everyone saw my boyfriend's penis!" Selena screams out of the lowered window, with the wind whipping up her hair like a free spirit. A stark contrast to me, white-knuckle driving along the outside lane to hasten my return. "Wow... I'm actually dating a stripper."

"No offence, but you gotta admit that was so weird," her roommate says, instantly blushing as our eyes meet in the rear-view mirror. "Um, you're not going to be doing it tonight, are you?"

"We don't have to. I'm quite tired," I reply, skimming over Selena's body. She still looks fucking hot, and I'm worked up, so it'll be a shame to waste the opportunity.

"No, I want to. Maybe in your car? Stop pulling that face like it's ew, Erin," Selena quips as she turns her back to me. "You should get laid and stop acting like a virgin. It's amazing, especially when he—"

"No-no, that's far too much info! And I'm just waiting for the right person, okay? Oh, can we go to the drive-through? I'm hungry," Erin asks, changing the subject.

"That sounds so good right now! Matt?" Selena asks, batting her eyelashes as the service slip road comes up. Liam really owes me for this. "Yay! I'm buying, so did you want something too, baby?"

"No, I'm good. I really have to watch what I eat, unfortunately," I grumble as we pull up to the kiosk. My vice is delicious, greasy food, which Liam has blanket-banned me from eating.

The food arrives, and the two start eating in my car as I park up, murmuring in contentment and slurping on thick shakes. It's akin to being tortured as I fight the urge to order two bacon cheeseburgers and a large fries. Selena switches on my CD player and Led Zeppelin blasts out. I turn it down.

"Oh my god, you like Led Zeppelin? I've literally found the perfect boyfriend," she asks excitedly, raising her hand into a high five. "Don't leave me hanging."

As she smiles expectantly at me, I realise I need to lighten up and stop searching for friction where there is none. She is nothing like the girls in the past. All I see is exuberance upon her pretty face, the cute smile lines at her eyes and the slight dimples at her cheeks.

I take a deep breath to loosen the tension I'm holding across my shoulders and the jaw I've been clenching to return the high five. "Of course I like Led Zep. You do know I can play the guitar too?"

"Really? No fucking way... You're like so hot right now."

My irrational annoyance fades, and I smile, happy that she's happy. We share an interest, and she did agree to see us as long as I put in the effort to date her properly. The marks left both mentally and physically in my past will always stay with me, but she didn't cause any of it. In fact, I am more secure and seen than I ever was.

"I'm sorry for how I acted," I murmur the apology, then squeeze her hand beneath mine. "You look extremely sexy tonight, by the way. I wanted to tell you earlier when we were alone."

Selena smiles. "I'm sorry too if you thought I wasn't taking this seriously. Actually, Liam explained everything to me about how you're a hopeless romantic at heart and head over heels for me."

"He told you that, huh?" I ruffle my free hand through my hair, not sure what he's playing at. "Do you believe him?"

"Absolutely! Your eyes give everything away."

I lean forward to kiss Selena. "Oh god, you are going to fuck again! I'm out. I'll get a taxi from here."

I stop short to glance at Erin in the back, then burst into a peal of laughter at her red face and her hand on the door handle. The opposite of Selena, she's far too innocent for me to tease, so I won't test her. "I assure you, I haven't forgotten that you're still here. I'll give you a lift back first."

When we arrive on campus, I carry Selena's sleeping friend back, then return to my car hand in hand, much to Erin's relief. On the back seat, I peel her dress off, and she fucks me whilst we continue to listen to music, unable to keep our hands off each other. I grab a fistful of her wild, red hair and watch as her ample breasts bounce as she rides me. It's exhilarating and risky doing it somewhere we can be seen, and I cum hard as she tips her head back and shudders around me.

"Mm, baby girl. That felt so good," I whisper in her ear as she remains sitting upon my lap.

"I wish you could come in," she says, smiling mischievously. "I'd like to make it up to you for Imogen tonight. I should have stopped her from having all of those shots."

I stroke her bottom lip with my thumb. I could easily spend all night with her, but Liam would probably expect me back soon. "Honestly, it's fine. I need to head home to Liam, and it's not the first time I've had to help someone get home. It's the least I can do when she cheered me on so enthusiastically. I was afraid no one would enjoy it."

"You didn't appear nervous to me. You're a natural at it with how confident you are."

"Are you kidding? I was shaking like a leaf before I went out. Actually, confidence doesn't come to me naturally at all; I'm just good at hiding it when it matters." I gently kiss the top of her head, growing tired. "Now, it's getting late, so I'll walk you back. I'll be seeing you tomorrow for our date, though, sweetheart, so text me where you'd like to go."

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I try to remain cool and collected while I sit outside her university in my car, almost posing with my elbow resting in the open door frame window. I was anxious before stripping off, but my first actual date with her has my heart racing and my mind unravelling. One-on-one time to get to know each other is the kind of intimacy I'm unversed in, and where I often slip up. I'd hoped to get some pointers from Liam, but he wasn't home when I returned last night, and he was still sleeping when I left.

I don't know what to talk about, and nothing in my life counts as light conversation. At what point do I tell her more about Rebekah or stop dodging the curiosity towards the marks on my arms? Covering scars with makeup works in a strategically lit strip club, but she's seen them uncovered in the bright light of day. At some point I need to steel myself for full transparency. I'm also not convinced that this won't become messier further down the line, despite how amazing the sex is between us.

My heart skips a beat as she finally appears and sprints towards me, dressed casually in skinny jeans and a fitted Roxy T-shirt. I forget everything I planned to say, instead quickly holding the passenger door open. She gets in, flashing an easygoing smile before throwing an overnight bag in the back.

"Hey, I got you some flowers." Leaning in to give her a quick kiss on the cheek, I then hand her the wilting bouquet I'd picked up last minute from a petrol station on the way. "I'm sorry they're a bit sad from the heat."

"Well, they're pretty enough, and freesias smell lovely." She looks beautiful as she inhales the scent. "But I should let you know they're not my favourite flowers."

"Then, I guess I'll have to keep buying you flowers until I find your favourites," I reply, grinning back at her teasing. "Now, I hope you haven't forgotten mine."

She brushes her lips against mine for a gentle kiss. "Is that what you were hoping for?"

"Mm, you seem to know me so well." My eyes remain transfixed upon hers, which are lightly lined with kohl. "You look lovely today. I might be jealous that I need to share you with my boyfriend."

"You can't say that!" she exclaims, as I fasten her seatbelt with a click. "What would Liam think?"

"Haha... I'm kidding, though I am glad that I get to kiss you first. Now, about this date? Still want to keep it casual with the cinema?" She nods in response. "Cool... I am yours to command."

Selena instantly brightens with excitement. "Then if that's the case, I wish we could spend the weekend in bed with you waiting on me hand and foot, instead. Do you think you could borrow that sexy costume from last night?"

"You enjoy some role-play, huh? Anyway, you shouldn't wish for something like that with me. I would tire you. And there's Liam to think of as well... Though now you mention it, an entire weekend of you tied naked to our bed would be fun." I pause to consider the pink flush rising in her cheeks, then shake my head, hiding a smile as I pull away. "Let me take you out for dinner next week. Somewhere nice with a good bottle of wine. What's the point in having a stripper as a boyfriend if you don't give him the chance to flash his immorally gained cash?"

"Is that how you see your job?"

I shrug my shoulders as I glance towards her. "Well, I guarantee my father will see it that way. He's already chucked me out because he blames me for losing him his granddaughter once he found out why my ex left... Maybe this is too heavy for today. What film do you want to see?"

"I was thinking something with some action? Get us in the mood for our own action later?" she jokes.

"Mm, then you're a woman after my own heart. Gorgeous, sexy and loves terrible jokes too. How can you be so perfect?"

"You think I'm perfect? But I thought..." She's hesitant to continue what she wants to ask. "I know you're bi, or fluid, but I thought you have a strong preference towards men? That's the impression I got anyway."

I pause before answering, reading the genuineness of it, but never having considered that question truthfully. "Actually, I don't think it's a cut-and-dried choice, but I might be less choosier about my preferences in men when it comes to sex or love, maybe? I think personality might have more of an impact on my desire, though my mood might be involved too... But I'm still experiencing the world and meeting new people, so it's too early to tell. Wow, that's harder to answer than it should be. What about you? Actually, never mind. I don't think I want to know after seeing what I saw on your wall."

Her answer is instant. "You're exactly my type. Handsome, tall, adventurous in bed and a bit of an oddball, plus you like music..."

"I am? Well, I'm sorry to say you have terrible taste. I get Liam wanting me, but you are far too beautiful and intelligent to like me for more than my body."

"Are you always self-deprecating on dates?" she asks, growing snippy. "Or are you trying to put me off so you don't need to follow through on taking me out for dinner next week?"

"Oh, I didn't actually mean to say that out loud. This is why I prefer to try to make a good impression on all my dates in bed... Fuck— Just so you know, you're actually only the third person I've been on a date with, even if I've slept with—"

"More? Wow, you sound like a player." Selena laughs, then leans forward to switch on the stereo, saving me from digging a bigger hole. As Killswitch Engage comes on, she smiles in recognition. "Oh, I love this album... How did you guess?"

I'd remembered her having the band poster on her wall, and the sappy side of me wanted to impress again. "You do? What a coincidence. It's not my favourite, but it's easy listening."

"Easy listening? Dude, this is really heavy!"

"Oh, you think this is heavy? Well, I've got some stuff to show you next time. Maybe I'll even make you a mixtape for when we're alone together."

She grabs onto my sleeve excitedly. "Is that a promise?"

I pick up her hand to press my lips lightly against her knuckles. "Yes, and I always keep my promises."

My mind remains distracted as we arrive at the ticket booth, with my fingers entwined with hers like any other couple. I was hesitant at first, feeling bad as if I'm somehow cheating on Liam when I flirt with her, but she's sweet, so if she wants the boyfriend experience, she's going to get it. I'll take what I'm missing out on with Liam from her. I suspect that's why he volunteered me.

Our seats end up being near the back. Her hand is on my leg the instant I sit down, and she starts sliding up to my zipper brazenly. The only thing I can think about is her floral perfume, the one she also wore last night, and my urge to explore her body intimately after all of our earlier conversations shifted to sex.

I groan as I feel myself already straining against my trousers. "Easy, there's plenty of time for that later."

"I want to tease you now..." she says, pouting as my hand clasps over hers.

"If you do that, I will take you straight to my car like last night and fuck you in broad daylight. I can't guarantee we won't have an audience."

Her hand returns to near my knee, and I offer her some popcorn with a smile. Selena definitely isn't a good submissive from what I've seen or experienced so far. She behaves around Liam, but with me, she acts differently. Almost bratty, but as my equal. Liam may end up with a problem on his hands if what I suspect about her proves to be true.

I can't help but feel that our time alone has slipped by too fast as the end credits roll, and other couples leave their seats. I'd like to take her out for dinner now, given the chance, but we head back to the car in silence, so I don't ask. Selena no longer feels like her usual chatty self.

As she puts on her seatbelt, I decide to break the ice and lean over to kiss her gently on the lips. "What next, baby? Coffee or a bite to eat?"

"I'm not hungry," she replies quietly. The combo deal for two no longer seems like my brightest idea. "Maybe we could spend more time talking before going back to yours? Have you decided what my pet name will be?"

I sense the reluctance behind her meek, tight-lipped smile, and I wish I couldn't. Something still unsettles her about Liam, but possibly even about me, despite the spark between us. The unease might be helped if I speak frankly about whatever might be bothering her.

"Well, I guess that would come naturally, but I am to be addressed as 'Sir' and Liam is 'Master', so don't forget that. Anything else?"

"What happens if I act out in some way? I'm nervous and worried I'll disappoint him."

"Don't be. I am the only one who can possibly disappoint him. It will also be me who would punish you within our agreed limits, maybe by putting you over my knee, but you are free to use your safeword at any point that you wish. Your enjoyment is just as important as my own. If you want love or hugs, then I am also your man. Liam, not so much. He takes what he wants and only gives out what he wants. Does that help?"

"What are you exactly?"

"A switch. It's hard to explain, but depending on my mood, circumstances or who I'm partnered with, I can flick between how I act or feel. But unlike Liam, I have no desire to cause pain, just to bring you enjoyment, so I prefer if you're a good girl."

"And when you're with someone like Liam? Does it help with—" She glances at my bare arms.

"When I surrender to Liam, I can let go of all the things that bother me. I can shift to that moment I'm with him, so it quiets those kinds of unhealthy thoughts. I tend to spiral—" I stop, realising I'm saying more than I'm comfortable with. "If you want, we can leave it here for today, and I'll drop you home. Liam will understand."

She squeezes my hand with reassurance, not asking for more. I suppose from all the roundabout ways I've been trying to explain myself, she connected the dots and recognises what I'm struggling to outwardly say.

I am still here, yet the battle against my own thoughts continues on.

She leans forward and kisses me again, with her tongue roaming into my slightly parted mouth. I take a sharp intake of breath, feeling like we're crossing a boundary. Liam is my primary partner, and I'm still not convinced this will work out long-term, but I need to get used to being with more than one person without getting too emotionally involved. Selena, however, glances at my face and down at my evident arousal, reacting with a grin, but I can't help it. Gently, I push her away and straighten myself up. Liam is at home, waiting for us, and I don't want to keep him waiting.

She smiles as she places her hand on my leg and squeezes. "Let's go back to yours. I want you."

We don't have a long drive back from the cinema, yet the rest of the journey drags as we sit in close proximity. I'm emotionally drained from having to lay bare what Selena has a right to know, and all the other safe options I planned to talk about have escaped my mind, leaving me afraid to open my mouth again. At least by starting out completely transparent about the state of my mind, I no longer need to worry about the devastation a secret like that would wreak on our relationship.

Selena seems to be over most of her nerves as we finally pull up in the driveway. As weird as it felt to be on a date with another, I had enjoyed our time getting to know each other. She is easy to talk to, and I feel like I can relax a lot more around her.

Liam opens the door wide with his Cheshire cat grin, then walks us both up to the playroom. I follow him in first and stand behind him, noticing he's set up a camera on a tripod this time. As soon as she's inside, he presents her with a shiny red collar and fastens it around her neck. I'm thankful that he hadn't planned to collar her in the same way he did to me. His hands move to her hair, which he quickly ties back. To my surprise, he then pushes her towards me and guides her down to her knees. As much as I want to have sex with her, I want to be gentle. We'd had a nice date, and I'm not in the mood for rough sex immediately.

"Do it," he mouths at me as I hesitate.

Reluctantly, I unzip my jeans, then I guide her mouth, with my hand lightly holding the back of her head. She sucks on me enthusiastically. I sigh as my pleasure rapidly increases whilst Liam watches.

After a few minutes, he moves to his rack to get something. He returns with rope and binds her hands behind her back. A spreader is attached to her ankles. She smiles, and it also reaches her eyes as she gazes up at me. She does actually enjoy this. I relax and deep-throat her as I tighten my grip on her ponytail.

On her knees, he starts to fuck her whilst she pleases me. I meet his eyes briefly, but they're cold right now, as if he's detached. I long for some contact with him after I left our bed early, and I reach out to try to hold his hand, but he ignores it. He isn't in an affectionate mood like me.

Playtime ends with us all in bed together, with Selena worn out from being passed between us. She rests with her head on my chest. Her preference is painfully obvious.

"So what shall we call her?" Liam asks. "Kitten?"

"No. Definitely not that one," I reply, reminded of Louise. "Princess?"

"Do I look like some kind of white knight Dom to you?!" he snaps back.

"No," I reply. I know I have to be careful not to antagonise him with a quick remark. "Baby girl? Little one?"

His eyebrows raise. "Slut?"

"I thought that was my name when you're angry with me?"

"Then, Little slut?" He looks smug, as if he's struck gold.

"Selena's too nice for a name like that. Doll? Fuck, this is so hard! Please just pick something for us."

"You're the one who's been fucking her like a rabbit. You should choose it... Hm. Rabbit?"

"We do fuck like rabbits... Shit."

He thumps the bed. "Then it's decided. She really does seem to like you."

"It's only because I've spent more time with her, plus I don't have eyes that flash like angry lasers constantly. You need to tone that back with her."

"Are you telling me how to behave?!" he growls back. "Do you prefer her to me?"

"No. I love you, Liam," I reply firmly. "I just want this to work."

He seems happy with my response as a smile spreads across his face. "Come, let's leave her here and play Lover."

I slide out from under her, careful not to wake her, then follow Liam to his bedroom. He's prepared his bed with a black PVC sheet. My heart races and adrenaline starts pumping through me, instantly recognising what kind of scene he has planned. This is something new between us. I didn't even know he had this kind of kink. He gestures for me to kneel.

I do as I'm told, and he moves behind me to put on my collar as my heart continues to pound within my chest. I'm finding it hard to contain my excitement, but I feel anxious too as he lowers the blinds, then lights some candles near the bed. This feels more romantic than our usual playtime.

My heart eases as I watch him return to me. His voice lowers to a whisper, "A birdie told me that you're really into other forms of edge play. To celebrate us finding our new toy, I want to give you a treat. Now lie down."

"Thank you, Master," I respond quietly as he strokes my hair affectionately while I lie on the cool sheeting. "So, why are we in your bed, Master, and not in the playroom?"

He smiles warmly as he tightens leather restraints to fasten me down to the bed. "Because you've been a good boy, my love. You deserve this. It isn't a punishment."

He picks up a black box from beside his bed. I hadn't noticed it there earlier this morning. My mood had been ebbing, confused about how being affectionate towards another wasn't emotionally cheating, but now I feel elated. This wasn't the bed we usually do anything in, and it feels like an honour to be here.

He lays out several hypodermic needles, antiseptic wipes and a sharps box on a metal tray, then snaps on some black nitrile gloves. I had longed to do things like this because I found it so intimate, but I hadn't broached it. When Charlotte did it that time, after she gave me my piercings, I'd never felt closer to her. I now get to experience it for the first time with my Master.

He straddles me then uses a wipe to prepare my skin. I watch him with fascination as he removes the covering from one of the needles, then pinches the skin on my chest between his thumb and forefinger. I quickly breathe in, then exhale as he swiftly passes the needle cleanly through. The sharp pinching sensation is only momentary, but it's pleasant.

The scent of caramel, vanilla, charred oak and smoke- the aroma of bourbon- begins to surround us from the candles, intoxicating me. As my gaze briefly meets his, I can see that his eyes are burning with adoration. This is an act of love, not malice. I feel myself fall further for him as he demonstrates his care and attention for me.

He repeats the insertion of needles, mirroring them on each side in relative silence. My gentle gasps as the needles penetrate through my skin so intimately are the only thing that can be heard. His hands touch me so delicately, and I wish he didn't have gloves on so I could feel the slight coolness from his fingers against my skin.

Over time, the warm tingle around the needles becomes a delicious throb as a wider area is covered with many needles laid closely together. I become euphoric as endorphins and dopamine flow through me, making me high. I glance down at the pattern and see a wing-like shape covering my chest up to my collarbone. It's beautiful, like art, rather than an image of horror.

"Finished, Lover! Thirty-six needles to bless every day we've had together so far," he says, whilst taking some photographs.

"Thank you, Master," I respond, feeling emotional. "I love you."

"I love you too." He smiles with the warmth I hadn't seen earlier and appears to be considering my body beneath him. "I'd cover your entire body if I could. Do you think you could handle more, Lover?"

"Yes, Master. You can do anything you want with me. I'm yours entirely."

"Good. I probably enjoy this more than your ex-mistress did, so if you can cope with it, we can try some advanced areas?"

As I nod enthusiastically, he starts wiping my thighs clean in preparation. The slow, gentle process of him invasively sticking needles through my skin continues, and I feel calm, almost zen-like as my high feeling increases. I've never felt so in tune and relaxed as I listen to my steady, quiet breathing, even as I feel the coolness of an antiseptic wipe on my penis.

I glance up at my Master, who's sitting between my outstretched legs. An intent look shadows his face as he lifts my legs over his own, spreading me further. I instantly recognise Dom space. Finally, we make eye contact again, and I sigh, fully submitting myself to him. I feel like we've fallen into sync as I trust him with what he'll do next.

I focus on the ceiling and inhale the candle scent deeply. I don't know if he chose this specifically for me, but I feel so comforted during this almost spiritual experience. I don't think we've ever been closer than at this precise moment. I gasp as the first needle is inserted, but it's a good pain. A brief flash that lingers in a wave. Continuously, he works down the epidermis of my shaft, as I close my eyes and breathe, overwhelmingly happy and giddy like I'm on drugs.

He kisses my abdomen beneath my navel, then moves to lie next to me. With his hands ungloved, he strokes my cheek and above my brow as he kisses me, growing in urgency as I open myself up to him. His breath feels hot, and I taste mint as his tongue slides against mine.

I groan from the intensity of his firm, passionate caresses against my lips. I want him, I need him right now. His mouth travels to my neck, and he nibbles and leaves love bites there whilst I continue to gasp out as I feel his tongue against my skin. "Mm-Master... that's so good," I sigh.

He sits up and snaps on a new set of gloves, then gently taps the needles on the underside of my cock, and I experience a flash of pain which makes me moan. I'm so incredibly turned on.

"Does that hurt?" he asks, smiling.

He taps again harder to elicit a response. "Ah, fuck! Yes, Master!"

Liam kisses my lips, then places a satiny blindfold over my eyes. I feel his tongue and mouth at my balls as he kisses me there whilst he manipulates the needles by tugging on them slightly. I groan as he continues to give me bursts of pain, and my pleasure increases from the combination of them both.

There's more pain, and I begin to realise he has now moved on to removing the needles from this part of my body. I try to stay relaxed for him despite the sharp, stinging sensation as they're pulled out and clatter into the sharps box. Suddenly, I feel the sensation of his tongue lapping against my sensitive skin, moving upwards.

He's rough with me, as he concentrates his attention on the tip. I pull against my restraints, trying to escape the intensity. It feels so amazingly good, though, and I groan loudly.

"Does it feel good?"

"Master, please... more. Mm."

I feel his cock enter me, and he starts thrusting as he grips my hips and pulls me further onto him, making love to me. I'm in complete and utter ecstasy, everything feeling heightened from what we've just done. My head tips back, and I cry out loudly as I cum. Liam's lips are on mine as he groans and spills himself inside me.

He removes the mask, and my heart starts to thump as he presses his forehead against mine and gazes intensely into my eyes, deepening the connection. "I love you."

"Oh my god!" Selena says from across the room.

Liam's face flashes briefly with horror at being interrupted at a time like this, and he quickly withdraws. Her face is crimson from what she has witnessed, and as our eyes meet, the image of my dad's look of terror comes back to me from December. Suddenly I feel shame.

Tears start to flow down my face as Liam undoes the cuffs. He pulls me to him in an embrace, and I sob into his neck, feeling raw and exposed. This had been an emotionally charged situation, and Selena had interrupted us before Liam could move on to aftercare.

"Leave, Selena! Shh, it's not your fault."

Liam removes the hypodermic needles from my skin gently as tears continue to fall down my face. "I'm sorry, Liam... I forgot to lock the door behind me... I'm ruining everything!"

He holds me against his chest for some time as I cry freely, with him stroking my hair. This has been a step too far for her. After seeing us in the bath last week and now seeing me covered in needles, it would be too much. She'll think I'm a freak.

"I'm going to speak to Selena. Rest here, and I'll be back later," Liam finally says before kissing my forehead.

He blows out the candles, then chucks the bedding back onto the bed. I bury myself in the duvet as he leaves, and I continue to cry until I eventually fall asleep, too exhausted and weak to stay awake any longer.

When I wake up, the room is much darker. I must have ended up sleeping for several hours, but Liam hasn't returned yet. It's completely silent as I make my way to the playroom to check on them, and as I push the door open, I find them both curled up in the bed together. I don't know what happened whilst I was asleep, but I crawl into the bed and cuddle against Liam's back, needing his comfort.

I'm still not feeling great as I mope at the kitchen counter, eating some cereal in silence as I watch Selena flirt with Liam. It's strange seeing her act differently with him. Still, I also feel some relief that the source of conflict seems resolved. Whatever happened between them yesterday while I was sleeping was a good thing, despite how jealous I feel now.

I then stare at my phone and the date on it. The twenty-sixth of June, my daughter's first birthday. Yesterday and now this, layered by sub drop. I'm in no mood to play with either one of them today.

As I finish eating, both of them try to get me involved in a session, but I walk out to the orangery and exit into the garden seeking peace and quiet from the canoodling lovers. The only time Liam cuddled with me was after a play session to try to ward off some of the effects from all the hormones rushing through me. It wasn't freely given.

I sit down on the bench, thinking about what Rebekah is probably doing and the presents I can't give her. I had hoped to have found her by now, but there's been no news. It's a wound that gapes larger than anything Liam could do to me, and I can never forgive Louise for the hurt she continues to cause.

It's already near midday when Liam finds me in the garden and sits next to me. He doesn't say anything or offer me comfort. He just quietly watches me until I finally speak. "It's Rebekah's first birthday today."

"Oh. So you're going to sit out here and dwell on it?" he asks without showing sympathy. "Come inside to play with Selena and me. You know I struggle..."

I consider his face. Yesterday I felt close to him, but now we feel further apart than ever. As far as I know, he doesn't have any children, so he could never understand how I am feeling, but he is used to getting his own way. I follow him back into the house for what is just to be a momentary distraction. I don't know what he's planning, but I frankly couldn't care. The quicker it's done, the quicker I can leave.

We pass through the kitchen, but Liam stops before we reach the stairs, opens the door to his event room, and ushers me inside. I'm greeted by what looks like a beautiful art installation: Selena, naked and intricately tied to the hoop hanging from the ceiling. Her glorious, flame-red hair hangs loosely, framing her face, and she smiles at me. Then I spot Janet standing close by, supervising while Liam fetched me. I remain quiet until she walks out of the room.

"Oh, wow!" I say, not sure of what else to say as I gaze up at her body bound with black rope. Her arms are tied just behind her head, her legs positioned slightly apart, and her breasts just look amazing. Aesthetically, this is both artistically spectacular and erotically stimulating.

I suddenly realise how they've bonded without me. Liam is a rigger and loves shibari, and she's a rope bunny who's curious about trying it. They now have a mutual interest, just like how I share my interest in music with her. I can do basic rope ties but nothing like this. It's a good fit, especially since she's flexible. I can't help smiling back at her.

"Kiss me!" she says, beaming with happiness.

I move closer, and gently my lips graze against hers as Liam starts the careful, slow process of releasing her from her bindings. I inhale the delicious scent of her perfume and find myself wanting more.

Eventually, she is free, and her arms wrap around my neck as she sinks into me. We move to the floor, and I hold her against my clothed chest and stroke her hair affectionately, comforting her. My eyes linger on the reddened rope marks wrapped around her limbs. To allow Liam to do something like this, she has put an enormous amount of trust in him.

Selena starts to move, and her hands slip up my T-shirt to stroke my stomach. She lifts the hem, then starts to pull it off of me, exposing my torso to her. I throw it across the room, and with a smile, she places her lips on my chest, then pushes me down, beneath her.

I was right about Selena being the kind of girl who isn't afraid to ask for what she wants. Her hands reach down, and she unzips my jeans. I look up to Liam, who's just watching us. He seems okay with it. I seize her by her chin and aggressively kiss her.

"Let's take this to the bedroom, Rabbit," I growl in her ear.

On the bed, in the playroom, I kiss Selena again with her straddling me. My fingers stroke along her sex, then gently I edge two inside her. She's already slightly wet from downstairs, but I continue to play whilst Liam watches, readying her for what's going to happen next.

With my hands resting on her thighs, I tighten my grip to hold her open and invitingly for Liam to fuck her first. My tongue teases hers, and I deepen our kiss whilst I watch Liam make his move. He crawls up the bed seductively like a tiger who has found his prey, and as he enters her, she gasps against my lips, which makes me grin. He thrusts, and as we continue to kiss, my hands proceed to keep her parted while he kisses her shoulders, then smiles suggestively at me.

Her hand strokes over my cock, and I release my own sigh of bliss as she starts to run up and down and squeezes. Liam then pushes her forward and kisses me himself, unexpectedly. He nibbles on my lip then claims my mouth with his tongue. He then pulls her body against his, then shifts her to lying sideways. My hand wraps around her hair, and I firmly guide her to suck my cock as Liam continues to fuck her and kiss me. Her hands caress my balls and tug slightly, heightening my pleasure.

I hold her head still as I thrust into her mouth and watch her intently as she starts to struggle with my size. Her teeth scrape against me, but I don't mind at all. It actually feels kinda good. Liam's hand reaches around her, and he slides two fingers between my legs and into my arse, further stimulating me with pleasure. With a deep groan, I cum inside her mouth, unable to hold back.

I move from underneath Selena, and she lies on her back with Liam spooning her. I position myself between their legs and watch as his cock plunges inside her glistening wet pussy. Entranced by what I'm seeing, I kiss her and lick around her opening and up to her clit. It's aroused, begging to be touched more, so I expose it and start to suck.

She smells of sex, specifically sex with Liam, and I feel myself becoming turned on again. I devour the generous amount of fluids she's released, then I tentatively slide a finger inside to feel Liam moving inside her.

She gasps out, and I stare up at her and smile as I add another. Her mouth widens, and her eyes are warm with desire as I feel the warmth of her wet cunt being pounded.

"Do you like it when we're rough with you, Rabbit?" I ask softly.

"Yes," she sighs.

I remove my fingers then lick them, tasting her again. I've had an incredibly dirty thought. I crawl over her and kiss her as Liam continues to take pleasure from her body and leaves love bites on her neck. "You wanna have us double team you, Rabbit? Both of us deep within your pussy?"

Her eyes widen at what I'm proposing. It would be very naughty. "Yes, Sir!"

I stroke her bottom lip and then grab the tube of lube from the drawer and put on a condom. We'll need copious amounts for this to work, but she's already gushing wet with the excitement.

I run my hand over my cock and apply the lubricant as Liam moves Selena, so she's lying on top of his chest facing me. I'm definitely getting off over the thought of us both dominating her.

Liam holds her legs either side of his own, spreading her wide for me. I'm the one who is going to appreciate the view from this. I line up the tip of my cock and carefully angle it down towards Liam's cock as my other hand holds her apart.

She cries out, and I stop, letting her adjust to the feel of the bulbous head as I open her further. My hand rests on her mound, and gently, with my thumb, I stroke her clit. As she gasps, I'm able to slide more of my length inside. The tightness is unreal, and the sight of it is mind-blowing.

"Would Rabbit like to stop?" I ask.

"No, I-I want to feel all of you," she sighs.

Liam bites his lip, clearly finding this highly stimulating, as he thrusts his hips, and Selena starts to moan. I grip the bedcovers beneath me as I watch and feel him stimulating me for a moment. I begin to move and slide myself fully inside and grab her under her knees as Liam starts to squeeze her breasts and tug on her nipples.

The sensation of us grinding against each other within the softness of her body is out of this world. I have never experienced anything like it, and the X-rated view I'm getting is better than any porn film I have watched. I just hope the camera catches every moment of this.

"Rabbit... Are you okay?" I ask, glancing back up at her face.

She's breathing heavily, her pleasure building to its peak, which will soon crash around us. Gently, I stroke her clit and watch as she tips her head back and cries out with a primal moan as she releases her built-up tension.

As she subsequently tightens around the two of us, buried deep within her, Liam groans and cums only moments later. He withdraws, and I continue to thrust, faster this time until my own pleasure rises, and I finish, spectacularly, with a growl.

I roll to the side of her and kiss her shoulder whilst I wrap my arms around her. This has been something else, and I nestle my head against the back of her neck, feeling affectionate. Liam is instantly climbing out of bed and heads straight to the bathroom. I kiss her neck as we listen to the sound of the water spraying.

"That was probably the naughtiest thing I've done..." she says quietly.

"Me too," I whisper in her ear. "Thank you, Rabbit."

I suddenly realise that she's only had one orgasm from me today. I smile at her wryly then move down between her legs. As I pleasure her with my tongue, she grabs a fistful of my hair and starts to tug. Selena appears to be handsy, and I don't mind at all as I make her writhe beneath me. As she orgasms again, I get another taste of her luscious fluids.

"Do you want to stay here tonight?" I ask as I snuggle against her breasts. "I could drop you off early if needed for class?"

"It's tempting, but I need to get back. I'm swamped tomorrow."

"Okay, sweetheart," I reply as I kiss her forehead, feeling disappointed.

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It's already late when I drop her off, but she hugs me tightly before kissing me goodbye on my cheek. As she opens the door, I grab the handle, wanting to broach the subject of what happened yesterday. I'm dying to know what happened between her and Liam, which changed her behaviour towards him.

"So you and Liam? What happened?"

"Oh, yesterday? We argued, I slapped him in the face, then we had a long chat in bed. He told me you actually experienced pleasure from what he was doing, and he'd never intentionally try to do something to kill you."

She'd finally listened to me and had spoken to him. I can't believe that she slapped him, though. I'd never get away with doing something like that. "I told you Liam only does what I want him to do. I get off on it."

"I still find it weird that you like needles, but I guess it's because I'm needle-phobic. Anyway, he told me he'll only do what I enjoy, so I asked him to show me some shibari, and we practised yesterday on my arms and legs. It felt amazing, so I asked him to suspend me."

My arms fold. "You do know suspension is a form of edge play, right?"

"Yeah, Liam told me when he was explaining the risks. I feel stupid for judging you. Just try to warn me first next time? This isn't to say that I fully agree with what you're doing, though."

I laugh nervously. "Sure, I'll give you a heads up or lock the door at least."

"Anyway, I need to go. I'll see you next weekend." Before she can leave, I pull her in for a kiss. My tongue enters her mouth, and passionately we make out. When she breaks away, she's breathless, and her cheeks are flushed. "Wow... I need to leave before I can change my mind."

"Bye, Selena..." I say quietly, still not ready to say goodbye to her.

I watch as she walks a distance before she turns around to wave at me. I wish she could have stayed over tonight for more cuddles with me still feeling fragile, but it can't be helped. I'll just have to look forward to seeing her next week.