Of Being Yours[another way 2] by Anna Martin Read Free Book Online Page B

to her daughters, Carrigan and Sawyer, who had just started school a few weeks before.
    “They’re fine,” she said, smiling. “I dropped them off at my mom’s on my way over.”
    “Okay, good.”
    “You’re so cute,” she said, wrinkling up her nose and leaning over to pat me on the cheek.
    “I know,” I said. “What’s wrong?”
    “Are you sure you don’t mind me talking about this?” Laura asked, wringing her hands.
    I understood her hesitation. Laura didn’t often talk about her personal relationships outside of the people that were in them. Her husband, Steven, wasn’t part of the D/s lifestyle, but she had always been open with him about her own involvement. She also had a sub.
    Maddie lived with the family now, and as far as I was aware, their arrangement was almost a 24/7 one—they didn’t just play in the lifestyle, they lived it.
    “Things with Maddie have changed…,” she started, nervously picking at her fingernails.
    I shot a look at Will as he came through from the kitchen with three mugs—this wasn’t the calm, collected woman I was used to dealing with.
    “Go on,” Will prompted gently and sat down next to me.
    “She’s completely indispensable to us,” Laura said. “The girls adore her, Steven couldn’t live without her, my mom loves her—”
    “Wait,” I interrupted. “Your mother has met your sub?”
    “Well, she doesn’t know that Maddie is my sub,” Laura said, rolling her eyes. “She thinks Maddie’s my live-in housekeeper and nanny.”
    “Isn’t she?” Will asked, smiling.
    “Well, yeah,” Laura said. “When she started with me, she was completely green, barely seen the inside of a playroom before and had just been spanked a couple of times as part of ‘naughty’ sex. It’s taken us a while to figure out exactly what she needs….”
    She trailed off again, clearly deep in thought, and Will picked up the conversation for her.
    “That makes sense, though,” he said. “Sometimes it can take a while for you to settle down with a sub and find your boundaries.”
    Laura nodded. “She’s more into servitude than pain. That’s why she moved in with us—nothing makes her happier than being on her knees. Whether that’s scrubbing the floor or kneeling for me makes no difference. She sleeps, collared, at the end of our bed or cuffed in her own room. I spank her when she’s bad and fist her when she’s good….”
    “That’s funny,” Will interrupted. “I do the opposite to mine.”
    “Shut up,” I said.
    “So what changed?” Will asked.
    “Nothing, yet,” Laura said. “I think Steven wants her, though. And I’m pretty sure she wants him.”
    “Oh,” Will said, the one word loaded with meaning.
    “How?” I asked, sensing this to be my opportunity to find out how dominants always seem to know everything.
    “The way she looks at him,” Laura said lightly. “The way he looks at her, especially when the girls are in bed or at their grandparents and I’ve got Maddie naked and collared.”
    “That’s understandable, though,” I said. “She’s a beautiful girl. It’s natural for him to want to look at her.”
    Laura nodded. “She asks for the strap-on when I offer her a choice of rewards. I think she misses being fucked, and I can’t give her that.”
    “Okay, firstly, yes, you can give her everything she needs as a sub because you’re her Mistress, and that’s what you do,” Will said. I had to admire how he stepped right in with both reassurance and direction. “That’s what you’re there for. If you decide to involve Steven, then have you considered how to approach it?”
    “How do you mean?”
    “Well, would he be another Dom, or another sub, or a warm dick conveniently attached to something that moves by itself?”
    I snorted with laughter and earned myself a smack on the arm from Will.
    “I don’t think I can assign my husband the role of submissive in our household,” Laura said, smiling a bit too. “He already