Chapter 8 #2
We work together companionably as always before leaving together and driving to our usual spot for lunch.
Sitting in a corner, Sophie gapes at me as she listens to every day I spent captive with the eight men, swoons at my descriptions of them, sits open mouthed at the description of where they held me and how they all made me feel.
I revel in her awe and the way she gets it.
I tell her about all the kinks and the men they belonged to.
She gasps in shock and adoration at the right times and claps and stomps her feet below the table when I relay our last evening gangbang for her ears only.
Sophie consoles me when I tell her how heartbreaking I found it to leave the men and say goodbye.
She almost chokes on her bagel when I tell her about my weekend away with James and being collared and fucked by my husband and his best friend.
When my story is over I look up at my friend who looks like she’s been through an emotional rollercoaster.
“Are you ok?” I ask laughingly.
“Honey, am I ok? I’m sweet, babe. It’s I who should be asking you. I don’t even know where to start.”
Laughing at her dramatics I reply honestly, “Yeah, I think I’m ok.
The weekend away was exactly what I needed to reconnect with James and try and get over the men.
Maybe the best friend part shook me a little, but I think I’m ok about that until I see him next.
I’m not sure where James has left things with him, I get the feeling he wants it again seeing as he enjoyed it so much. ”
“And you?” Sophie asks more seriously.
“I want to make James happy; he lets me work as a playmate for a start, the least I can do is live out his fantasies if that’s what he wants.” Especially with Matty, I think to myself but don’t add. A seed has been sown into my heart and my mind, it makes me nervous just thinking about it.
“Yeah, but you know Matty. Heck I feel like I know him and I haven’t even met him from what you’ve told me about him before.”
“Yeah I’m not sure. I’ve always liked him a lot, now I like him more but in a different kind of way.
It makes me uneasy. I know I feel similar with my clients, but I know deep down I may never see them again and that gives me some kind of line or barrier.
With Matty, there is no line or barrier.
I’m worried things can turn into more and with that unknown, it feels like walking on ice that could break at any moment. ”
“And have you said this to James?”
“Yes, I have. He knows. The ball is in his court for now I guess.”
“Use your voice if you don’t want it to go further. Yes, James allows you to be a playmate, but he loves you doing it and he knows there are no strings attached. With Matty, there are strings, he just doesn’t see them yet.”
I sigh knowing she’s right. “I will speak up if I need to. I really don’t want our life to blow up because I develop feelings for his best mate.” I groan into my now cold chamomile tea.
I look at my watch and groan again, “Sophie, I’ve spent our entire lunch talking just about me. How are things with you, how is Sam?” I ask knowing we have to leave very soon.
“I have loved every second of hearing everything about what has been going on with you. I would have tied you down in the locker room had you not agreed to come to lunch with me.”
I smile, knowing that is exactly what she would have done too.
“I am fine, Sam is fine. Everything has just been normal. My charity job went well and I fucking loved being tied up Shibari style. When I was suspended, unable to move my arms and legs, you have no idea the positions he took me in. I thought my soul had left me and I was meeting Jesus.”
“Sophie!”
“Well, it’s true. I will fight anyone who goes for that job if it’s ever posted again. It’s mine.”
“All yours,” I concede as we stand up to leave the café and part ways.
Sophie pulls me into a big hug before we leave. “I’m so glad the week went well for you and you smashed it like always.”
“Thanks Soph, with your support, I can do anything.”
“You know it honey. Catch you tomorrow. Don’t go signing up to any Red jobs before you speak to me!”
I chuckle and reply, “I won’t, promise! See you tomorrow, Soph.”
I drive to my office which feels almost alien to me.
I discussed it with James over the weekend and have decided to start wrapping up my little online venture.
It makes me sad to think about but my heart is no longer in it.
It’s time to close it down. I have another year on the tenancy, but that almost doesn’t matter now.
The cost doesn’t matter, it’s my time now.
Judging by my recent job, I can earn two years of salary in one week on occasion.
Sitting at my desk, the first thing I do is open my laptop and log into the Clarendon Playmates Portal. I scroll across the job boards, click on the Red and I’m in. Trepidation pumps through my veins. What will I see?
The screen loads as my heart beats fast in my chest. I feel like I’ve just found my Christmas presents from Santa or I’m looking in on someone else’s secrets. The feeling unnerves me and excites me as the jobs begin to appear and I squint trying to understand what they say or even mean:
Friday 8pm – 48hrs, MM & FM/ FP, TPE $45,000
Friday 3pm – 3hrs, MM/FP, Blood play $10,000
Friday 6pm – 4hrs, MM/FP, Needle play $12,000
Saturday 9am – 2hrs, MM/FP, Enema $6,000
Sunday 7pm – 12hrs, MM/FP, DDLG $27,000
Monday 6pm – 3hrs, MM/FP, Watersports $7,000
Wednesday 2pm – 2hrs, MM/FP, Lactation $4,000
Friday 9pm – 2hrs, MM/FP, CNC $9,000
Wednesday, 11pm – 4hrs, MM/FP, Primal Play $13,000
And the list goes on. Which one shall I apply for next……