Dimitri's Forbidden Submissive (Submissive's Wish) (25 page)

Rya followed her over to the table and took in the assortment of tiny sandwiches and sweets, but shook her head. “I’m sorry, but I’m not very hungry.”

Sighing softly, Catrin sat in the chair nearest to Rya and took her hand. “This is incredibly awkward and difficult for you, isn’t it?”

“What could possibly be awkward about having the brother of the man I lo-like screw me while Dimitri fucks some woman?”

“I understand.” Catrin gave her hand a sympathetic squeeze. “Would it help if I told you Dimitri is miserable? That I’ve never seen him this upset?”

In a petty way, it did feel better, but she shook her head and gently extracted her hand from Catrin’s. “I’m sure he’s real torn up about screwing one of his whores.”

Anger tightened Catrin’s angelic features. “You do not understand, do you?”

Rya gave a bitter laugh and crossed her arms, hugging herself. “Understand? I don’t understand any of this. I’m so fucking confused and scared I’m two steps away from locking myself in a closet.”

Catrin filled a glass with what looked like champagne and shoved it at her. “Drink.”

“I really…”

“I said, drink.”

The command in Catrin’s tone made Rya blink, but she took a sip, then another. “There, happy?”

“No, this situation is not ideal for any of us. I love Dimitri, he’s one of my husband’s best friends, and it hurts me to see him in so much pain. I know you don’t understand, but please believe me when I say, in all of the time I’ve known Dimitri he’s never given a shit about a woman other than for physical release or friendship. Never love…until you.”

After taking another gulp of champagne Rya shook her head. “Are you involved…I mean do you know about his family?”

“Yes, I’m well aware of his family. My husband is part of another…family.”

“Really?”

“Oh yes, but we are not here to discuss that. I need to help you be as comfortable with this as possible, because not only do I feel badly that you are in this situation, but because I need to protect Dimitri. He has helped my husband in many ways over the years and I owe him.”

“So you’re supposed to give me a pep talk or something?”

Catrin sighed and refilled Rya’s glass. “Something like that.”

She hesitated to ask, but she needed to know. “Where is Dimitri right now?”

“With my husband, Nico, and probably Alex.” Catrin picked up a sandwich and nibbled on it while studying Rya. “He wanted to come see you but he’s being watched too closely.”

The champagne soured in Rya’s stomach and she shifted in her chair. “What do you mean watched?”

“The less you know, the better. This thing that we will be doing tonight? Please believe me when I say it hurts Dimitri badly to have to make you do this.” She chewed her lower lip before setting her sandwich back down. “Which brings me to a point I know you will not like.”

“I don’t like any of this, so just spit it out.”

“Dimitri is having an issue…rising to the occasion.”

“What?”

Catrin flushed and looked down at the table, playing with the edge of the plate. “It will be difficult for him to pretend to be unaffected by you if he is unable to perform.”

“You mean he’s having a problem getting a hard-on?”

“Yes.” Catrin sighed and met her gaze again. “It will be easier for him if you can find pleasure in what Alex will be doing to you.”

Smacking her hand against her forehead, Rya leaned back in her chair. “Wait, let me get this right. I need to get off on Dimitri’s brother fucking around with me so he can get hard and fuck another woman?”

“Well, not exactly. He will not have sex with anyone else, only a blow job.”

“How fucking saintly of him,” Rya spat out while her heart ached at the thought of Dimitri pleasuring himself as some faceless bitch sucked his dick.

Catrin leaned forward and said in a soft, angry voice, “This is not easy for him. Do you think he wants anyone else to touch you? The very idea of upsetting you has sent him into a rage. I have never seen him so distraught. Dimitri never shows deep emotion. He wants to be with you and it is killing him that he cannot. I do not know how much experience you’ve had with Doms, but Dimitri is very, very possessive of you. He has never been possessive of a woman in his life, but you…with you he almost beat the shit out of Alex before my husband and a few of our friends managed to hold him back.”

Bracing her arms on the table, Rya rested her face in her hands. “What am I supposed to do?”

Catrin reached out and gently rubbed her back. “Well, you have some options. I can only give them to you and let you decide what you want.”

Sucking in a deep breath, Rya nodded and sat up straight. “What are they?”

Shifting uncomfortably, Catrin took a deep breath and said, “This does not have to be unpleasant for you. I understand that emotionally this will be painful, but physically it can be enjoyable if you can separate yourself from it. Have you thought of maybe a blindfold so you do not have to see anything? That might make it easier.”

“Actually, I have. And ear plugs.”

“Good, that is good. Trust me when I say you can rest assured that Alex will do everything he can to make this as enjoyable for you as possible. Not because he wants you—well, not only because—but for his brother. The only person that Alex loves in this world is Dimitri and he will move mountains to make his brother happy.” Catrin gestured to Rya’s champagne and waited until she’d taken a drink before continuing. “Forgive me for being blunt, but have you been with multiple partners before?”

Flushing, Rya nodded. “I…uh, yeah.”

“And you are an experienced submissive?”

“Yes.”

“Good, that will make it easier. If you are open to it, I would like my husband to join you and Alex.”

Staring at the other woman, Rya drained the last of her champagne. “Say what?”

Catrin frowned at her. “I do not share Nico easily, and I will not allow him to have sex with you, but I know that I can trust you not to try to steal him from me or become emotionally attached. Correct?”

“Well, yes, of course. I don’t want to sound like an ungrateful bitch, but why the hell would you offer that?”

“This entire plan hinges on Dimitri showing he does not favor you. He must sell the idea that you mean nothing to him, when in fact you mean everything. Alex will dominate you, but if you are willing, Nico and I will ‘unexpectedly’ arrive.” She clenched her jaw and Rya noticed for the first time that Catrin’s hands were shaking slightly. “He will come over to Alex and ask to play with you.”

Feeling like a self-absorbed jerk while watching Catrin’s obvious discomfort at the thought, she reached out and took the other woman’s hand. “You don’t have to do this.”

Catrin met her gaze, and slowly shook her head with tears welling in her eyes. “I do. You don’t understand what it’s like in their world, Rya, what will happen to you if they decide you can be used against Dimitri. I had a friend who was kidnapped when we were teenagers. She was the daughter of a Russian political figure and was taken by a Bratva that wanted him to do some favors for them, favors he couldn’t do no matter how hard he tried. They did terrible things to her and took pictures of it. She was eventually sent to a whore house where a ‘doctor’ cut her ovaries out with no pain medication. That is the preferred form of contraception for the pimps of that Bratva, and they wouldn’t waste resources on anesthesia. Instead she was shot up with cheap street drugs. When my friend was finally found two months later she’d been raped by hundreds of men, was addicted to heroin and riddled with STDs. Her mind was…gone. I saw her once after they found her and she was broken, utterly and completely. If you’re in danger from the kind of men that did this to my friend, I will do anything I can to protect you, just like Dimitri.”

Stunned, Rya could only stare at the pretty woman who’d seen so much pain. Her stomach cramped up at the thought of someone doing that to her. Dimitri had some fucking shit to answer for. Fear sank into her gut and her voice trembled, “I’m so sorry.”

“Enough about that.” Gathering herself, Catrin sat up straight and patted Rya’s hand. “Now, let’s eat and then we can try on some outfits. We are close to the same size so I have some things you may like that I know will drive Dimitri crazy.”

“Don’t you mean Alex?”

“Well, maybe that too.” Catrin gave her a small smile. “Would it help if I told you Dimitri is a huge voyeur? That the sight of you having pleasure with other men will make him mad with lust?”

Memories of Dimitri watching Luka touch her made her flush. “I thought you said he’s possessive of me?”

“Oh, he is. He would never let anyone he doesn’t trust touch you.” She winked. “But he trusts Alex because, well he’s Alex. Dimitri knows his brother would never betray him, and he trusts Nico because he knows that my husband loves me unconditionally. This may be hard for you to understand, but sharing women among my husband and his close friends, it is like the ultimate honor, a bonding experience that draws them together like brothers. That is not to say I let my husband fuck their women, at least not without me there, but this sharing of women is not unusual among the people we associate with in the BDSM scene.”

“And you’re sure you’re okay with this?”

Catrin gave her a considering look, then sighed. “At first, no. I will admit the thought of watching Nico with some stranger made me very angry, but now that I have met you and I know you will not become emotionally attached to my husband, yes. I will confess, I am a bit of a voyeur as well, and since we are so physically similar other than the color of our hair, it will be erotic for me to watch you with him.”

“You know how weird this is, right?” Rya picked up a sandwich, took a bite then chased it down with more champagne, her appetite returning as Catrin’s words settled into her mind.

Laughing, Catrin topped off Rya’s glass. “I like you and I can see why Dimitri likes you. There is something very…honest and refreshing about you. I wish things were different.”

Heaving out a sigh, Rya nodded. “Me too. I’d be willing to risk my life to be with Dimitri, but after talking to Alex I couldn’t put Dimitri through the pain and guilt if something did happen to me.”

Catrin licked her lips and hesitated, then leaned forward. “This is strictly between you and me, okay?”

“Okay.”

“Dimitri and Alex are working very hard to change things. There is much…negotiations going on behind the scenes, but nothing can be done until their father passes, that evil bastard.”

“I don’t understand.”

Catrin made a frustrated noise. “I cannot tell you, if I could I would, but just know that someday things may be different.”

The champagne was buzzing through Rya now, numbing her frazzled nerves and helping her to mellow out. “Different how?”

Sighing, Catrin stood and stretched. “That does not matter right now. If we don’t get through this evening and convince those watching that you are merely an American submissive here to experience the BDSM scene, then the future will not matter because you won’t be around long enough to see it.”

“That’s reassuring,” Rya muttered before finishing off her sandwich. “What do you need me to do?”

Giving her a dazzling smile, Catrin fluttered her lashes, “Can I dress you up?”

Rya’s light dinner threatened to come up as she stared at Alex. He’d changed from his suit into a pair of black leather pants that fit his muscular frame like a glove, a black mesh shirt with a black latex neckline that laced up the front, and a pair of black leather gloves that she found disturbingly erotic. Focusing on those gloves, she noted how he had rather elegant, long fingers and shame mixed with arousal had her swallowing and tearing her eyes away from his hands.

“We match,” she said in a voice that she intended to come out strong and sassy, but instead came out obviously wary.

Trying not to fidget and drawing on her training to get her through this, Rya forced herself to relax and stand with her hands at her sides, her legs shoulder-width apart, and her chin held high with her shoulders back and her tits out. And her tits were indeed out, fully exposed by the series of leather straps connected by silver o-rings going across her body. They covered nothing and seemed to somehow make her more exposed than being totally naked. She wore a pair of tiny black satin panties, but she knew those would soon be gone and only two thin black leather straps on either side of her labia would highlight her sex.

Catrin had, in a thoroughly uninhibited manner, admired Rya’s pussy and picked this outfit to show off her ‘beautiful
pizda’
. By the time they’d reached Catrin’s immense closet—the woman would need her own plane to ship back all the clothes she brought with her—Rya was feeling pretty tipsy and actually found flirting with the other woman to be rather fun…and arousing. Something about Catrin appealed to Rya, and the women had shared more than one hot look as they helped each other get dressed. At any other time, Rya would have been tempted to play with the lovely Russian woman, but even Catrin’s abundant sex appeal couldn’t make what was about to happen disappear from Rya’s thoughts for long.

And, now, she stood before Alex with Catrin at her back, trying to keep her anxiety from showing.

Alex stepped forward, closing the space between them, but stopping when she took an involuntary step back. Her long hair was pulled back in a thick braid and she whimpered when Alex reached out and grabbed her by her braid, bringing her closer to him. Holding her head back, he slowly, deliberately looked down her body and she tried to pretend that her nipples weren’t getting hard from his soft growl of approval. Guilt pierced her and she tried to look away, but she liked the way he was looking at her with such appreciation.

“You did very well, Catrin,” he said in a soft, almost inaudible voice.

“Thank you, Master Alex,” Catrin said and came up behind Rya, giving her a soft kiss on the shoulder. “I need to go find Nico. We’ll meet you in the playroom in a little bit.”

Alex looked away from Rya’s breasts to Catrin. “You have discussed Nico with Rya, yes?”

“I have.”