Safe Harbor (32 page)

Sully pleasantly awoke from sleep the next morning to a pair of soft, warm lips engulfing his cock. He opened his eyes. Mac lay propped on one elbow next to him, smiling.

“Good morning, Master.”

“Morning.” Sully lifted his head and spotted Clarisse between his legs. He dropped his head before reaching down and burying his hand in her hair. “Good morning, pet,” he said.

She mumbled something around his cock that sounded like,

“Good morning, Master.” The humming vibration resonated through his body.

“I told pet she could have the honor of waking you this morning,”

Mac said with a grin. “Hope that was okay?”

Sully closed his eyes and nodded, enjoying it, his cock pleasantly throbbing against her eager tongue despite the pain in his leg. She was good.
Damn
good.

Not as good as Mac, ironically, but good enough that in a few minutes he felt his release boiling deep inside him. He cupped his hand around the back of her head. “Now, pet,” he gasped.

She deep-throated him as he came. As he lay there recovering, he felt Mac’s stiff cock brush against his thigh. When he looked again, Mac still wore a playful smile.

He crooked his finger at Mac, who leaned in for a kiss. “Pet,”

Sully said, “take care of slave.”

Mac’s eyes rolled back in his head as she sucked his cock between her lips. Sully shifted to his side and watched his lover’s face. He’d always felt a little guilty that in this one way he’d never reciprocated.

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Clarisse certainly didn’t have any qualms about it.

Sully played with Mac’s nipple rings. “Hold it, slave. Don’t come until I tell you.”

Mac groaned, his bottom lip caught under his upper teeth as he tried to maintain control.

“You come before I tell you,” Sully growled, “I’ll whip your fucking ass.”

Sully looked at Clarisse. Her hair spilled around her, a beautiful sight. He’d always worried about Mac lacking for this despite the other man’s assurances to the contrary. With eyes closed, she eagerly serviced Mac’s cock.

“Did you want to sink your cock into her sweet pussy while I was gone?” Sully murmured in his ear.

“Yes, Master!”

“I bet you dreamed about it, didn’t you?”

“Yes!”

Sully smiled. He’d had more than his own fair share of those sorts of dreams about Clarisse.

“Is she beautiful when she comes?”

“Yes, Master!”

“Were you obedient while I was gone?”

“Yes, Master!”

“Very good.” He twisted Mac’s nipple rings, hard. “You may come.”

Mac tensed as he cried out. Sully continued tormenting Mac’s nipples until he knew Mac had finished climaxing. After Mac finished, Sully reached over and gently tapped Clarisse’s head. “Very good, pet. You’re done.”

She lifted her head. The sexy smile on her face nearly hardened his cock again.

“Come lie down between us. Slave, I want a demonstration of the other night.”

Mac grinned and jumped out of bed to fetch the toys. Sully stared

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into Clarisse’s blue eyes. He leaned over and deeply kissed her. “I want to hear you scream as hard for me as you did for him, sweetheart.”

Mac returned and slipped a towel under her. “Do you want to do the honors, Master?” He held up the new butt plug.

Sully smiled. “I want to watch.” He kissed her as Mac slowly fucked the dildo inside her until it was fully buried. When she rolled over, Sully stroked her ass. “You are beautiful, sweetheart.”

She softly moaned as Mac prepared her, then slid the new butt plug home. When she rolled face up again and Mac held up the vibrator, her eyes darkened with passion.

Sully rolled her left nipple between his fingers. “Don’t come until I say so, pet,” he warned.

Wordlessly she nodded as Mac flicked the vibrator on and pressed it to her clit.

She jumped and moaned, squirming under it as he tormented her.

Sully alternated from one nipple to the other as her skin flushed and she grew desperate.

“Please, Master!”

“Please what, pet?”

“Let me come! Please!”

He winked at Mac, who lifted the vibrator for a moment to let her cool down. “No, pet. I want to watch you squirm for slave. He apparently took very good care of you while I was gone. He brought you home safely. His reward is he gets to torment you. I don’t want to deny him that.”

Mac laughed. “Oh, baby, you’re so fucking screwed.” He pressed the vibrator to her clit again and tormented her for a few minutes.

After twenty minutes of this, and her tearful begging to come, Sully took pity. “Let her come, slave. Go for two.”

“With pleasure, Master.”

Sully caught and pinned Clarisse’s wrists to the mattress above her head as Mac held the vibrator against her clit. Squirming, she

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cried out as the first orgasm rocked her.

Wishing he could fuck her right then, Sully leaned in and kissed her. “Again! Come now!”

Despite thrashing her head and moaning, she couldn’t, she did.

Once certain she’d finished, Sully nodded to Mac, who withdrew the vibrator and shut it off.

Sully gathered her into his arms, where her moans turned to sobs that shook her whole body.

“My good girl,” he whispered. “Very good. Did that feel good?”

She nodded as Mac crawled up the bed to snuggle next to her.

Sully brushed the hair from her forehead. “When you feel up to standing, we’ll all go take a shower, and then we can eat.”

She nodded again.

Mac caught his gaze, a sultry smile lighting his face. Sully leaned over and kissed him. “Excellent job, slave.”

Mac waggled his eyebrows at him. “Any time, Master.”

* * * *

After breakfast, they sat and talked at the dining room table. “So what do you want, exactly?” Sully asked her.

She shook her head. “I don’t understand the question, Master.”

“What do you expect to get from this relationship? What do you need?”

“I love you. I want to keep loving you. Both of you.”

“You can keep loving us without becoming my slave, I told you that.”

She struggled to think. She’d never tried to put it into words. “I want to belong to you.”

“Security?”

“Not like that.” She thought. “I don’t want to lose you. I want you to love me as much as you love Mac.”

“You realize I will always love you differently than Mac. You’re

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not him. He’s not you. Differently doesn’t mean less or more, however. I love you, and I love him.”

“I know.”

“Do you want me to fuck you?”

Her heart raced. “Yes, Master!”

He captured her chin and gently tilted her head so she had to look at him. “I won’t do that without a lifetime commitment from you.

You know that. Not unless we’re married. I know that sounds stupid and old fashioned, but it’s what I want. You need to think long and hard if you’re really ready for that.”

“I have.”

“That won’t give you carte blanche to fuck Mac any time you want when I’m not home, either. I own his cock the same way I’d own you and your body. He understands that. There might be times I tell him he can’t make love to you when I’m not home. Will that be a problem?”

She glanced at Mac. “No, Master. That’s not a problem.”

Sully studied her. When he next spoke, his voice sounded low and soft. “Clarisse, I know you’ll need us to be vanilla for you sometimes.

I understand that. It’s a need you’ll have, and we will do that for you.

But most of the time, it’s going to be like this to a certain extent. The Master/slave dynamic. There will be protocols, obedience, and discipline.”

“As long as you’re fair, Master.”

He leaned in to kiss her. “I am always fair.” He looked at Mac.

“Do you think I’m fair?”

“Yes, Master. I do. You don’t hear me complaining.”

Sully grinned. “But you enjoy getting the shit beat out of you.”

Mac laughed. “True. Still, you are always fair. You’ve never been punitive. I might not always agree with you, but you’re always consistent.”

“I’ll be right back.” Sully walked to his office and returned moment later, a legal pad and pen in his hand.

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This made it real. She was really going to do this.

The thought thrilled her.

Sully studied her for a moment before speaking. “If we ever divorce, there will be no second chances. I will never force you to stay with me, as Mac will be the first to tell you. If you ever decide you can’t do this and want to leave, I will help you go, but you cannot come back. Ever. I won’t play games.”

“I understand.”

He paused, gathering his thoughts. Clarisse spotted the old pain and betrayal in his eyes. “I would allow counseling, working on the relationship if you felt it necessary. I would do whatever it took to try to help you through any issues. I will not, however, stop this aspect of our relationship. You will be my wife in name and legal designation, but you will always first and foremost be my slave, and I will be your Master.”

“Yes.”

“Mac and I started out with a lot of negotiated limits. Over time, we dropped most of them. Now we safeword. I know what he doesn’t get off on, and I rarely push him past his limits.”

Mac nodded in agreement, but didn’t speak.

Sully continued. “Our hard limits. Total honesty, even if it’s uncomfortable. Never lie. I’m sure you had to lie to Bryan as a survival tactic to keep him from coming down on you. You do not have that fear with me. You can always approach me to talk and negotiate. Always. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Master.”

“Lying will always be punished. Severely. Usually more than if you’d simply told the truth. Because I always reward honesty.”

Mac smiled. “That’s for damn sure.”

“That’s another thing—you will on occasion receive punishment.

That punishment is up to me. Sometimes, it will include things you will not enjoy, like caning. Sometimes it might be something like kneeling for a set amount of time. Or whatever I deem appropriate for

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the infraction. There are times I will trade you the option to do something in exchange for punishment. Other than those situations, punishment receives no negotiation. Punishment will also never violate a hard limit. Understand?”

Fear set in. “But I don’t get off on pain like he does.”

“Let me clarify. Mac gets off on pain. I also use it for punishment for him. If you decide you cannot tolerate caning, for example, it might not be used as punishment. It would never be used in play unless you were willing to push the edge. I might have to find things other than corporal punishment that you hate enough I can use them as punishments. Back to hard limits. We do not have sex or intimate contact with others. No one will ever be allowed to touch you but Mac and myself.”

From fear to confusion. “What about what I saw at the play party here and at club that night? You and those other people?”

“I was assisting with a scene. They used me like they might use a vibrator or a flogger. I was just helping them out.”

She remembered her nasty flood of jealousy when she watched him do that. “Total honesty?”

He nodded.

“I can’t handle seeing you do that with others. Not even just to help. I couldn’t handle Mac with anyone else either.”

He made a note on the legal pad. “What are you comfortable with? What if someone needs advice or help rigging?”

She thought about it. “If you’re helping them set up a scene, or they need help with equipment, that wouldn’t bother me. Honestly? It made me really jealous seeing the way you touched Doreen, even if it wasn’t sex for you. I don’t want either of you being involved with anyone else, even just for play. I want to be the only person you touch like that, besides Mac.”

“Is that why you were upset at the party?”

She finally nodded. “Yeah,” she quietly admitted. “It was.”

“Good. See? That wasn’t difficult, was it?”

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“What?”

“Negotiation. It’s as simple as that.”

Could it be that easy?
“No fighting?”

“Not about something like that.” He smiled at Mac. “Doreen will be disappointed, but she’ll understand.”

Mac laughed. “She’ll get over it.”

Clarisse stared at them. “Really? You mean it?”

Sully put down the pen. “I love you. I’m willing to spend the rest of my life with you making you happy. If that means I have to give up something that’s not important to me, I’m okay with that. I’m not one of those pricks who puts principles over the people they claim to love.

If you don’t want us having intimate contact with others like that, then we won’t do it. Period.”

“Thank you.”

“What else is a hard limit for you?”

She shrugged. “I don’t know.”

“Knife play?”

She shivered. “No. Definitely not.”

He made a note. “Negotiable in the future?”

She hesitated. “I don’t know. For now, no.”

“I’m guessing no on needle, fire, and blood play as well.”

She shivered again. “Definite no’s.”

“Good, because they’re not my kink either.” More notations, then he looked up. “You will be expected to participate in impact and percussion play. Obviously, I won’t be nearly as hard on you as I am with Mac. Especially in the beginning.”

“I understand.”

“You will always have a safeword. We will always respect it.”

She nodded.

They went through a grocery list of things, neither man objecting to her hard limits. The talk made her totally wet.

Sully went over the list again. “Anything else you want to add?”

“Like what?”

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“Like what you want. Not just limits of what you won’t do, but what you need from us. I want to make you happy.”

“Cuddle time.”

Both men smiled. Sully noted it in a different column. “Any specific times?”

“I…I don’t know. I never thought about that before.”

“We’ll leave it flexible.” He winked. “I’m sure we won’t have any problems meeting your needs there. Anything else?”

“Can I get back to you as I think of things?”

“Of course. You know our non-negotiable limits.”

“If I ever decide I want to change things?”

“We talk, like this. It’s possible in a few years you might be on a total safeword protocol like Mac is.”

A few years. She hoped for forever, if she got her way.

“What happens if you get tired of me and want to get divorced and I don’t want to? Or if one of you gets tired of me and the other doesn’t? Will I automatically lose both of you?”

The men exchanged a look. “I seriously doubt that will happen,”

he said. “I am going to draw up a pre-nup. To protect you and me. Do you have a problem with that?”

Hell, she was negotiating her life as a slave. A pre-nup was easy.

“That’s fine.”

“Regardless, even in the unlikely event we were to split, I would still take care of Tad. That’s never something you have to worry about, never something you should ever allow to influence your decisions. I will put that in writing for you.”

Unlikely event!
Her heart soared at that. “I appreciate that.”

“You will be expected to perform sexually as you are told. Your body will belong to me. And on the boat, to Mac by proxy.” He leaned forward, his eyes intense. “As Mac’s already demonstrated to you, you will be expected to submit regardless of what we ask of you.

What we do privately is different from what we do at a party or club.

Sexually, there will be no limits, except that we will never share you

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with anyone and we will never violate a hard limit. There will be times we fuck you at a party in front of people, or require you to sexually perform with us in front of others.”

His voice dropped, deepening, tinged with desire. She suspected his cock had hardened in his pants. “I may choose to fuck your ass, or use your mouth, or even both of us fuck you at the same time. We will always love you and take care of you, but you
will
belong to me.”

Her mouth had gone dry again. “Yes, Master.” Frankly, the thought of both of their cocks fucking her at the same time weakened her knees in a good way. She survived the double penetration of the dildos, and they were both larger than the men. Her head had nearly exploded, but she’d survived it.

Loved it.

She was dying to try that with them.

“Does that scare you?”

“In a good way,” she confessed.

He smiled and sat back in his chair. “When you’re not feeling well, when you’ve got cramps, you’re free to wear clothes as you feel comfortable. I don’t want you to be miserable, and I understand we need to work around that. You will always be collared, and you would have to stick to other protocols we have. There will be times I expect you to perform certain sexual duties regardless.”

She nodded.

“We can negotiate on the fly on that. I don’t ever want sex to be painful or unpleasant for you. Making love in private and playing a scene are two totally different things, even though there will be times I incorporate sex in a scene. Do you understand?”

“Yes.”

“Mac will take you to the doctor again. You need another round of STD and HIV testing, just to make sure. I’ll get our medical paperwork so you can see it, that we’re clean.”

“I don’t need to see it.”

He frowned. “Yes, you do. I want you to know we’re telling the

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truth.”

“I trust you.”

“Don’t ever trade trust for your life if you don’t have to.” He consulted the list. “Mac needs to go over boat rules with you. That’s his domain.”

Mac laughed. “Do what I tell you to do. It’s that easy. I don’t violate our hard limits.”

She stared at the two men as reality hit her. She was really doing this. Not lost on her, the irony that she felt like she had more control and voice now than she ever had with Bryan.

“Do you want me to stay on the Pill?”

Sully’s face softened as he reached across the table and stroked her hand. “Sweetheart, that is one thing that is
always
in your control.

I will never demand that from you one way or another. Your health takes priority to anything.”

Mac nodded in agreement, but didn’t say anything.

“What do you two want?” she asked.

Sully shook his head. “Oh no you don’t. You don’t pass that decision to us. I mean it, it’s always your decision.”

“Do you want kids?”

He shrugged. “It was never an option for us, so it’s not anything I ever thought about before. No chance of him getting pregnant any time soon.”

Mac snorted with laughter.

She’d never wanted kids with Bryan. “If I decide I want children?”

“Then we talk about it. It’s safe to say it’s an issue we don’t need to worry about for a while. We’ve got a lot of craziness to get through, including the trial and you getting used to how we do things around here.” He shrugged again. “After that, if you want to talk about it, we will.”