My Body-Mine (21 page)

Jane:
Give this to Andre for me. :P :P :P

Chase:
I think I’ll pass on that. I’d rather he like my next girlfriend.

Jane:
I hope that for you as well, but that will not be me. Think we could let the girlfriend thing rest?

Chase:
Sure, I just like teasing you. So does this mean we can be friends?

Jane:
Only if you behave yourself.

Chase:
Another note to self (the list is getting long)—do not bring up how I want to ravish Jane and make her my girlfriend ever again.

Jane:
Chase!

Chase:
Done,
finito
, will never happen again! So since we are ALLOWED to be friends can we run together some time?

Jane:
If I decide I want to, yes.

Chase:
I can help you decide. ;)

Jane:
I came on here for some advice, but I think another time.

Chase:
I promise to behave. Shoot.

Jane:
It’s rather complicated.

Chase:
As I have said before, give me a little credit for being able to sort it out.

Jane:
Fine. LOL.

Chase:


Jane:
Did I mention that Janice went away for the weekend?

Chase:
No, just that Marcello wasn’t as interested in her now that he has fallen in love with you.

Jane:
Marcello loaned her to another Dom.

Chase:
Can he do that with you?

Jane:
No, he can’t, but he can share me as long as he’s present.

Chase:
Damn, that made my cock hard.

Jane:
How about you keep those tidbits to yourself?

Chase:
I thought we were all about the honesty.

Jane:
We are … it’s just ….

I didn’t know what to write to him. I definitely didn’t want to share that I had felt his words directly on my clit when I read his reaction.

Chase:
Okay, continue.

Jane:
I had hoped it would help the situation that she had another sexual outlet but I don’t think it really changed anything.

Chase:
Well, if the issue is the lack of attention from Marcello, I don’t see how it would.

Jane:
Yeah, well, I still had some hope it might make a difference. She mentioned leaving, which scares the hell out of me.

Chase: Why?

Jane:
I’ve always seen her as a sort of buffer. She likes pain way more than I and that gives Marcello an outlet for his more violent appetites.

Chase:
Does he discipline you?

Jane:
Yes.

Chase:
What does he use?

Jane:
Whatever he wants.

Chase:
Oh fuck.

Jane:
What?

Chase:
Never mind. Do I understand correctly that before Luke you weren’t into BDSM, that you fell into the lifestyle?

Jane:
Tripped, stumbled and fell, yes.

Chase:
I’m confused about something.

Jane:
Yeah?

Chase:
What was the issue with Luke? I’m assuming you married him because you wanted what he offered you?

Jane:
Yes, mostly, but his control was absolute.

Chase:
You mean not just sex?

Jane:
Yes. Just before it ended I thought I was living in bliss.

Chase:
Were you?

Jane:
Yes, but as Marcello and Janice will tell you, it was bound to end.

Chase:
Do you believe that?

Jane:
I don’t know but it hardly matters now.

Chase:
Marcello? Is his control absolute?

Jane:
We have a contract that specifies what he has control over and what he does not.

Chase:
Did you have one with Luke?

Jane:
No. Not in the same sense. Luke and I had agreements.

Chase:
What is the contract for?

Jane:
It clarifies boundaries and expectations.

Chase:
Hmmm. Would Luke have been okay with us being friends?

Jane:
Definitely not.

Chase: Why?

Jane:
He didn’t like me talking to any men other than his friends and associates.

Chase:
And you were okay with that?

Jane:
I loved him.

Chase:
I find the idea of the kinky play a turn on, but why not just keep it
to sex
? Do it when you’re both in the mood?

Jane:
I don’t know how to respond to that. I’m sure it can be done, but not with Luke or Marcello.

Chase:
IC. So what are you going to do about Janice?

Jane:
I don’t know what to do. She’s told me to stay out of it.

Chase:
Maybe you should listen to her. It’s really for the two of them to sort out. What will happen if she leaves?

Jane:
I honestly don’t know. Marcello seems different these days. I do wonder if his wants and needs are changing.

Chase:
Marriage?

Jane:
Definitely not with me!

Chase:
Do you like being controlled?

Jane:
My body sure does.

Chase:
Ahhhh.

Jane:
Light bulb went off?

Chase:
Something like that went off.

Jane:
LOL. You are a very bad boy.

Chase:
Spank me very much!

Jane:
Is it like that? Now I see why you like “Control” by Puddle of Mudd. Did Kennedy punish you? ;)

Chase:
LMAO I might let you tie me down, but let’s say I’m much more interested in the other way around.

Jane:
That doesn’t surprise me. I seem to attract the controlling type. LMAO!!!!

Chase:
I will get you for that one. ;)

Jane:
You would like to try.

Chase:
No doubt.

Jane:
Thanks for listening.

Chase:
Running away again?

Jane:
I’ve had my Chase fill.

Chase:
Not even close, Jane, but I’ll let it go. A run tomorrow?

Jane:
Maybe later in the week. I’ll let you know.

Chase:
Sounds good. Catch you on the flipside.

Jane:
Bye.


Famished, I shut my laptop and set out to find out the plans for dinner. At the end of the hall I glanced into the living room, but no Marcello. The leather horse had been removed, and the couch rearranged. I padded past Janice’s closed bedroom door to Marcello’s room. Lightly knocking on the partially open door, I headed into the room.

“
Marcello?” I called out.

A door opened to the right of what I’d always assumed was a closet. His radiant smile warmed me. He held out his arms and I cuddled in next to him. Once released, I craned my neck to see around him. The small office had walls lined with stuffed bookshelves and a massive desk that took up most of the space.

“
That’s a lot of books,” I said.

“
Want to come in?” He stepped aside and gestured toward his study.

I tilted my head, assessing Marcello. He seemed different but I couldn’t say how. I understood what Janice meant. “I thought this was sanctified space … enter at your own peril.”

Marcello laughed and said, “People change.”

I smiled. “Indeed they do.” I slipped past him and entered the sacred space. Forgetting about my hunger I explored the large volumes on the shelves to the right. “Law books?”

“
A hobby of mine.”

“
Huh. And those,” I said, pointing toward the far wall.

“
Most of those are business related.”

I caught sight of a diploma hanging by the door. “You have an MBA from NYU Stern?”

“
Why do you seem so surprised?” Lifting off the door jam, he took his place behind the desk in the large, plush, black leather chair.

“
You never mentioned going to college.”

“
I guess it never came up.”

“
A man of mystery.” Sauntering over to his desk, I shifted the stack of bills on top of his blotter to the side and hopped up in front of him. “Have you ever had sex in here?” I said, putting my bare feet on his lap.

“
Not with someone else,” he said, running his hand up my calves. “Ready for me again so soon?”

“
I’m always ready for you.” A blush accompanied my smile as I reached out to touch his cheek.

“
That is one of the many things I love about you.”

“
Wait, does that mean you masturbate in here?”

He laughed. “I have my needs.”

“
I guess I just assumed you always had someone to take your needs out on.”

“
Mostly,” he said, holding back a laugh. “Your astonished expression is priceless.”

“
Which reminds me, the picture in your drawer, who is that?”

“
An old friend who lives in New York.”

My smile vanished and I asked, “Did you see her when you were in New York?”

“
Yes, I usually do when I go visit my mother.”

“
Did you sleep with this woman?” My voice rose as I continued, “Are you planning to add her to this household? Were you planning to tell me about her?” For the first time with Marcello, I felt jealous. Never in regards to Janice, but the idea that he had sex with that elegant redheaded woman really raised my ire.

“
Whoa, Jane, settle down.”

“
Answer the question, Marcello.” I wanted to shove his chair away from me, but he still held my calves in his palms.

“
I don’t know if I should be overjoyed that you’re jealous or punish you for your attitude. At any rate, my love, she’s an old friend I have definitely considered having in my home, and I have slept with her on many occasions and might choose to again. I did not, however, sleep with her on this last trip.”

“
Let me get this straight … You can sleep with anyone you want, whenever you want, but I can’t.”

“
Are you confused?”

“
Baffled
over
why I keep finding myself in these completely inequitable relationships. Why add to the contract that you’d take Janice and me into consideration when bringing a new submissive into the house?”

“
Because you’d have to live with the person.”

“
Have you slept with other women since we’ve been together?”

“
Since you signed the contract, no.”

“
But before that?”

“
Yes, I have.”

“
I see … huh, well, I guess I have to process this new bit of information.” Again, I had lived in a delusion of my own making. “Why didn’t you sleep with her? Did she expect you to?”

“
Jane,” he said, and smiled as he ran his hands up my thighs. “I had no desire to.”

That made some difference to me, but I had a hard time digesting that he had been sleeping around at the same time he’d been cajoling me into signing his contract. His confession didn’t satisfy my curiosity, so I asked, “Why see her then?”

“
She’s an old friend.”

He tugged me forward and hugged me to him. “Thank you again for today.”

I waited quietly for a few moments and then recalled what had taken place earlier in the day. “My pleasure,” I said, holding his head against my belly and running my hands through his thick dark hair. I meant it, but I remained in turmoil.

He breathed in my smell and sighed. We stayed like that for a few more minutes until my stomach growled. “Someone’s a hungry girl.”

“
That’s why I came searching for you … that and my car is still at the café.”

“
Your car has already been taken care of. I had a couple of the bus boys retrieve it for you.”

“
That’s very sweet of you.” I tilted my head and kissed him on his cheek. He could be so
considerate
. “What’s the plan for dinner?” I asked, leaning back on my hands, awaiting his response.

“
Would you mind eating in your room tonight? I’d like to have some time alone with Janice.” He rested his head on my thigh and I rubbed his neck. “That feels wonderful.”

“
No, I don’t mind. I think it’s a great idea, actually, and necessary.” It would give me the time I needed to journal and sort out the new information I now had about Marcello.

“
Thank you for understanding. Although I do want you in my bed tonight and will come get you later.”

“
Okay. Should I just choose something from the kitchen?” I circled to the side and slid off the desk.