Chapter Ten #2
They had been socializing at the club with Cheyenne’s assistant, Jacquie, and husband, Ace Blakely. As the O’Connor attorney, he discussed quite recently with Cheyenne about placing her company under the brand, but no decisions had been made yet.
Quinn knew it had been a long time since the club’s Master Dominant Josh, who was a much sought-after security systems analyst and excellent dom, had kept a sub.
Carter Taylor, Cheyenne’s doctor, hadn’t played for more than a couple of weeks with anyone.
So, seeing Masters Josh and Carter’s cute little sub, Sue, who had hung around for almost two months now, raised some eyebrows and garnered unattached sub jealousy.
These two were known for sharing a willing Sub and leaving, but so far, that hadn’t happened with Sue.
Josh was a hard Dom to submit to ongoing, but he was fiercely protective and loyal, and Sue seemed happy.
Carter was a Daddy Dom through and through.
His relationship with Susie was adorable.
He was another protective and possessive Dom.
No, it was beginning to look like Sue would be keeping her Doms for the foreseeable future.
They didn’t seem as though they were going to let go anytime soon.
While it looked like Sue was quite playfully submissive to her men, looks were often deceiving.
She was the head of software development at a prestigious firm.
She could hold her own in any corporate environment.
She chose to submit to relax. When naughty, her name was Susan.
She was Sue when just socializing, Susi when playing.
Like piscín, it was a good tell of how things were expected to play out.
Jacquie had invited Susi and her men, along with Cheyenne and Quinn, to a cookout at her home that Cheyenne wanted to attend.
“Come with or without Quinlan, this isn’t club play,” Jacquie advised Cheyenne, apparently knowing the sometimes-unpredictable schedule the deputy kept at work. Josh and Carter said they were free next week as well.
“I’d love to join everyone, if I’m free, that is.”
Josh, Susi’s most effective disciplinarian, informed her, “You will be free. You work too many hours. Understand me?”
“But, sir, I might have to work late, but I promise to do my best.”
Carter was the softer-spoken of the two, but when necessary, his presence and desires were heard loud and clear. He used different methods, usually.
“We will be disappointed if you don’t make it, and you know we don’t do well with disappointment.” His meaning was clear. “Besides, you need to have some relaxation, so you continue to enjoy your job.”
“I know, but what if I can’t?”
“Well,” added Carter, “then you need to know what will happen if you don’t show up at all.”
Susi looked at Master Josh, and he shrugged his shoulders. “I don’t disagree and I can’t and won’t override Master Carter, even if I disagreed, which I do not.”
“You do know it isn’t fair, don’t you? You’re ganging up on me, and I might not have any choice.”
Josh said, “I’m sure you’ll find a way to work it out.” He pulled her close and kissed her deeply.
Spanking, refreshment, and conversations out of the way, the couples went to their respective, previously arranged stations to enjoy their own play.
Later they would meet up and finish the night with another drink, some snacks, and be on their way.
That was how most club nights went, and almost every Sunday afternoon, without fail, was the O’Connor dinner.
The rest of the week was full of work, and during some times of the year, it was full of a lot of work.
LATER THAT WEEK, WATCHING his fiancée as she chatted with his brother Liam, Quinn couldn’t help but smile.
Liam, who had come down this week to get some business done for the ranches, was talking about the books.
They were discussing the benefits of Cheyenne joining her company to the O’Connor brand.
She was animated when she worked on new projects and when she played with Quinn.
She was animated now. He kissed her in a conversational lull before joining in the fray of the forever-changing new ventures of his family.
About twenty minutes into the new kennel business plan, which started an excited discussion, Quinn received a call.
He got up to walk into the other room to take the call, and while Liam didn’t show concern, Cheyenne got up to see what was wrong.
He generally answered his calls in front of her. Except for the call a week or so ago.
“Quinn, are you all right? Is anything wrong?”
Startled, he ended the call and said, “No, I just need to run down to the office for a little bit to help out. I’ll meet you two at the restaurant at eight o’clock.” Leaning down, he kissed her and was gone.
Quinn walked into the club, switched on the lights, and began prepping the practice area. He stood at the door until Maggie showed up. She took off her coat, tee, and yoga pants to reveal a sports bra and spandex shorts.
“You going to be comfortable enough?” he laughed as he leaned down to give her a kiss on the cheek. “Thanks for doing this with me. I’m glad Ace suggested it.”
“I guess I didn’t know if Cheyenne was going to be here or not.”
“No, this is a surprise for her. So, I’d appreciate it if you didn’t let on we were doing this.”
She smiled big, “No problem. It’s our little secret. Now, where do you want me?”
At the end of two hours, Maggie was spent, and Quinn was dripping sweat, his shirt long tossed to the side.
Checking the time, he changed gears. “Thanks for helping me, same time Thursday?”
“Sure, sir. Um, Sir, if you need me more, you just have to ask. Most of my late afternoons are free.” She looked up at him in an invitation that fell flat with Quinn.
“Great, I’ll keep that in mind. Thanks again. Now I have to clean this up and get in the shower before I meet Cheyenne. See you Thursday. The door will lock on your way out.”
Quinn had been working hard to keep Cheyenne satisfied until the wedding.
He insisted that when they made love, they were married.
Cheyenne bemoaned Quinn’s declaration often and loudly, and it was the reason she needed a spanking most club nights to start the evening.
He had to release some of her sexual tension first so she would enjoy herself.
“That’s crazy, you know. You already play with me, spank me, and have even plugged me so what’s the problem. It will be anticlimactic now.”
“Sweetheart, I’ll give you your heart’s desires and fulfill all your body’s needs when the time is right.
Play on the beach with me a little longer before taking the plunge into the ocean.
Let me make love to you in all other ways but that one.
Once wet, you won’t be satisfied to stay on dry land, and we have to be on dry land a bit longer.
And I promise you it won’t be anticlimactical. ”