Dear Glory

8. Glorious

Chapter 8

Glorious Union

GLORY

“ W ow!”

“Do you like it?” Sir flashes me a look from the corner of his eye while I marvel over the sheer gorgeous architecture of Bunny and Wolf’s home.

“I do,” I breathe out in awe. “It’s breathtaking and has so much light!” I exclaim, more used to the dark and gaudy black and red color palate that’s trending back in New York. At first, I couldn’t truly appreciate the beauty of it all, but now that I’m a little more clear headed… words do it no justice.

“Then shall I build you one like this?” he asks. His ridiculous yet somehow still matter-of-fact question makes my heart skip a beat even though I know he’s joking

“Oh yeah? You’ll build me an estate just like this?” I tease.

“Aye, where would you like it built? You live in New York right now, correct? Would you like it there?” I sneer, unconsciously gagging at the thought.

“I think not,” I vigorously shake my head. “In fact, I want to live as far from New York as possible,” I answer him. I don’t want to be anywhere my dad can burst in on me…

“Then California?” I pause, pursing my lips. California…

“Yes,” I beam happily at the thought.

“Okay, it shall be done.”

“What shall be done?” I place a hand on my hip, watching him, and he wraps a hand around my waist.

“Whatever you want, or did you forget I said you can have anything?” he chuckles and nuzzles my neck.

“I didn’t,” I quietly laugh.

“Good. Now come, let’s say goodbye to the hosts.” He pulls me down the spiral staircase through the lovely, well-lit home that feels more like a stunning art museum mixed with homey furnishings than a space where a family lives, all the way to a Martha Stewart-type kitchen.

“Oh! Hunny, look!” Wolf perks up in Bunny’s lap. “Are you feeling better?” She jumps up and walks over to me.

“Well…” I trail off, and she tilts her head to the side, knowingly giving me a gentle smile.

“Take your time and think about it, okay? But understand we enjoyed our time with you.” She pulls me over to the table, setting me down while simultaneously grabbing me a plate, topping it with food, and setting it in front of me.

“I… uhm… thank you.”

“No problem. It’s the least I can do as an apology to you. I had no idea you were not prepared for such a scenario, but I blame Axil for that,” she sneers, narrowing her eyes at him.

“Glory might not have been prepared, but she was ready.” Sir sits in a chair next to me, takes the fork from my hands, and begins cutting up my food, then holds it out for me to eat. Again with this man!

I don’t understand why he’s going this far for me when we both know this will never last, but I don’t fight it. I find that fighting with him, unlike with other men, gets me nowhere, so instead, I open my mouth and take the food offered.

“Yes, that may be so, but it’s no wonder she acted in such a manner this morning. I would have been shocked too had I participated in such an act with two random people.” She rolls her eyes at Axil.

“It’ll never be random people, and I trust my Dear Glory to know that no matter what we do or who we do it with, I’m always thinking about her safety and health. The type of things we are into are dangerous otherwise,” he grumbles and Bunny nods.

“Right. You can’t be too safe in this, considering all the diseases floating around.” That’s true… I never truly thought about it because I never had a lot of sexual partners in the first place and my father always kept me in the know about the varying venereal diseases running rampant in the world.

“I’ll prepare her better next tim?—”

“I’m not sure if there will be a next time,” I blurt out, cutting Sir off and making Wolf and Bunny both turn to Sir with worry before me.

“Oh?” Sir questions.

Yes, I might be feeling better, and my head has cooled, but that doesn’t change that I see the error of my ways. I see Dad wasn’t necessarily wrong about needing to keep me shielded from the world when there are people like them out here. Don’t get me wrong, it felt spectacular, but I can’t run the risk of my family finding out about this at home, plus this man is married… it’s a train wreck waiting to happen.

“Yes, I there is just too much at stake, and no offense, but messing around with more than one partner is just not my thing,” I shake my head.

“Yet my scalp still hurts from how hard you were pulling it last night,” Bunny chuckles and Wolf smacks him.

“Edouard! Behave!” Wolf warns, but Bunny seems to be having more fun at her being angry than the jab he threw.

“I am well-behaved, and you know that. However, I refuse to allow someone to come into my home and down the peculiars of our lives when they too reaped the benefits of it and enjoyed it immensely, might I add,” he shrugs.

“It was a momentary lapse in judgment. That is all. Everyone makes mistakes, but it’s up to that person to correct it before it gets out of hand,” I defend myself. “In addition… a-aren’t you both married? Is doing that even alright?” I ask, genuinely confused because they seem like a happily married couple, unlike Sir and his soon to be ex-wife. Why would they want to open themselves up to potential risk by inviting others into their bedroom? I ponder seriously but Bunny throws his head back, laughing.

“Just because you spew a bunch of pretty words doesn’t make you right and what we did wrong,” Bunny shoots my way. “Not to mention it’s small-minded of you to think marriage looks only one way. Who I decide to share my bed with matters not to you, so I don’t care if you respect it. As long as my wife enjoys it, that’s all that matters. I like watching my wife get fucked by other men and women, I like her reigning over me, I like switching it up and shoving my dick down her throat when another man fucks her, yet her eyes remain on me,” he smirks, sitting up and leaning over the table closer to me, making my breath catch.

“W-well,” I gulp loudly. “You’re not wrong. That is indeed incredibly small-minded of me, b-but in my defense, I’ve only ever seen one version of a successful and happy marriage, and that is the traditional one. What I’m witnessing now is just so strange and bizarre… how are you all not jealous?” I look at them, including Sir.

“It’s simple. We just do what suits us and our marriage, and we’re always considerate of each other.”

“But is that really considerate or reckless?” I wonder, not trying to sound judgmental. I truly just don’t understand or rather… I can’t wrap my head around their dynamic… is it normal to want to see your partner engage in carnal desires with others?

“I’ve seen your type… a judgmental spoiled little rich girl, who has everything but knows nothing. Nonetheless, no matter how much you try to hide it, you and the rest of us in this room are cut from the same cloth. The only difference is you prance around weak-willed men while pretending to be dominant. But you… you’re submissive to the core, and you’re dying to be dominated and fucked… hard,” he finishes. His lips are barely touching mine by the end of his rant, and I want to move… but no matter how much I will my body to do so, I’m rooted in place and breathless… why do I feel like I need a cigarette and I don’t smoke?!

I feel hands cover my eyes and my body goes weak as my breathing, which I hadn’t realized was sped up, eases.

I’d never considered myself judgmental, so hearing those words make my stomach churn… and feel bad.

“That’s, enough, I think she gets it. Don’t bully someone in a drop, especially someone who has no idea about the lifestyle,” Sir warns behind me and Bunny lifts his hands.

“You’re right. It was an innocent question… I shouldn’t have done that. My apologies, little kitten,” he winks and I nod, his words still playing in my head.

“Seriously Edouard, that was too much. You could have been nicer,” Wolf whines.

“I’ll be taking my little one home now. She needs to recover, so I’ve got some spoiling to do,” Sir says after removing his hand from my eyes, but I keep them closed as he scoops me into his arms and I hold him tight.

“Goodness, okay, but please keep us posted! Oh, and Glory, if you ever change your mind, do come to play with us once more! Next time you can spank Bunny for being so mean, I’ll even put a cock lock on him to make it so he can’t cum from it for good measure!”

“N-no, thank you,” I mutter, turning away but soon feel her in front of me as Sir holds me close.

“Oh gosh,” I hear her click her tongue. “Well, next time how about just you and I play and kick them out? That’ll teach ’em!” Wolf whispers growls in my ear and it kick starts my heart even though I’m already dying being in Sir’s arms. “I’ll take my time… oh, and I can guarantee I eat pussy way better than Bunny, so truly hope to taste you next time, Glory…” I feel soft lips press against mine. A heavy and sweet scent I don’t think I’ll ever forget wafts over me as she takes a step back. “See you later, Glory. Be a good girl and listen to Axil! See you later, Axil. Good luck with that one. You’ve got a keeper,” her voice changes from sultry to upbeat and perky when speaking to Sir as he carries me off.

I hug Sir tighter, desperately wanting to leave, especially since her every word draws out a curiosity in me I don’t want to acknowledge. A keeper? Me? Nothing about our encounter speaks keeper! Nothing!

When I feel us slide into a vehicle, I still keep my head on his shoulder, and thankfully, he doesn’t try to speak to me or ask me to raise my head. Throughout the entire car ride, he simply rubs my back in gentle motions, occasionally placing a kiss on the top of my head.

“We have arrived, Mr. O’Hara,” I hear Lawrence call out after opening the door, and that’s all I need to leap from Sir’s arms and out of the car, ready to run to my room. However, I’m stunned to see a massive home instead of the Ritz Paris.

“Come… I’ll show you to our room.” He takes my hand, but I snatch it from him.

“I thought you said you were taking me home!”

“I did. You’ll be staying with me from now on,” he smiles.

“LIKE HELL I WILL!” I shout.

He doesn’t even bother acknowledging me. He simply scoops me up and walks me into the house, kicking and screaming until we reach the stairs and go into a gorgeous room where I’m flabbergasted to see all the things from my hotel sitting neatly piled up.

“Axil! What is this? Why are my things here?”

“Because I need to watch over you… a sub drop can be dangerous and lead to severe depression. I can’t let that happen,” he voices calmly.

“Okay, based on what I felt, that makes sense… but why are my things here?! I could have stayed a few days an?—”

“Glorious,” he pulls me out and into the next room, and it’s quite literally a designer’s dream studio. “You said you wanted to sew, right? Here… sew to your heart’s content, and then we can talk about that…” he whispers in my ear like a little devil. As much as I want to grab the sewing machine and bash him on his head for not listening to me, I wouldn’t dare do such a thing to Singer 90S Special Edition. That would be blasphemous!

“Fine, but I want all the fabric I lay my eyes on!” I grit out

“Whatever you desire, Princess.”

“An…and you’re not allow to talk to me until I say so! I’m mad!” I blurt out suddenly, wondering why the hell I’m speaking like this.

“I’ll be sad, but if that’s what you want Glorious, I’ll do it,” he sighs and chuckles, kissing my cheek before leaving the room and not answering my question.

I knew I shouldn’t have talked to him in that lounge!