“I’m not sure who’s responsible for the dress, but thank you, Sir.”
“The dress was Langston’s idea,” he informed me. His eyebrow lifted. “However, I’m the one who picked out the panties.”
“Well, thank you for the thoughtful underwear, and I’ll be sure to thank Master for the dress. Has the boat arrived yet?”
“It’s on its way.”
I moved closer. “If you don’t mind me asking, what exactly will be taking place during the party?”
“It’s a play party,” he informed me. “Very similar to the environment of a club.”
I had yet to go to a club, so I had no frame of reference; however, I still looked forward to it.
“Unfortunately,” Sir continued, “we require the assistance of some of the guests before we can finish setting up, so I’d like you to go with me to greet them when they arrive.”
“I’d be honored, Sir.”
He reached for my arm and pulled me closer. I stepped right into his embrace, planting my hands on the hard planes of his chest as I gazed up into his eyes. “Thank you for inviting me here, Sir.”
He cupped my face. “I’m the one who should be thanking you for coming.”
I giggled at the direction my dirty thoughts wandered.
Sir obviously recognized where my train of thought derailed and he smirked.
“You’ll be doing plenty of that today, too,” he said in a deep, low rasp that had my body warming nicely.
“Well, I’m looking forward to whatever you and Master have in store for me.”
His expression sobered. “I want you to remember that everyone who’s here today is part of the lifestyle. And though you might be a little surprised, they understand the need for discretion. Also, we’re not entirely certain how things will go, but should your assistance be needed in another scene, we intend to loan you out.”
I frowned. I did not like the sound of that.
He brushed his knuckles along my cheek. “You have to trust us, pet. We will not put you in harm’s way. You also have to remember that we’re incredibly possessive, so the opportunity may not arise.”
That piqued my curiosity, but Sir didn’t elaborate.
“Now let’s get downstairs so we can meet the guests when they arrive.”
My eyes shot down to my feet. “Should I wear shoes?”
Sir looked at my feet. Coincidentally, my toenails were painted a festive red, which matched the dress.
“No. Barefoot is a good look for you.”
After he brushed my mouth with his lips, we headed downstairs. In the time it had taken me to get ready, they had decorated the majority of the house, including fixing the sad excuse I’d made of the tree. I couldn’t hide the wonder on my face. It was the most beautiful Christmas setting I’d ever seen.
There was the huge tree decked out with white lights and a variety of silver and blue ornaments. The decorative blue and silver skirt flowed out from the wide base, the ripples causing the light to bounce off the velvet. Candles—I noticed they were flameless—had been strewn about to create a romantic ambience. I figured by the time night fell, the room would be a fantasy come true, but at the moment, most of the lighting was lost in the sunlight streaming in through the windows.
“What do you think?” Sir asked as he took my hand and led me down the stairs to the main floor.
“It’s stunning,” I told him, still taking it all in. “Like a fairy tale.”
“I’m glad you like it.”
Master met us at the bottom of the stairs. I paused on the last step and he slid his hands up the backs of my thighs, inching higher until he was cupping my ass.
“The dress suits you,” he whispered in my ear. “Very…festive.”
I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed his cheek chastely. “Thank you for the dress, Master.”
“Well, enjoy it while I allow you to wear it,” he said with a smirk.
“I definitely will.”
“The boat’s here!” King announced as he stepped into the house. “We’ll be heading out shortly.”
Melanie made her way over, hugging Master and then Sir before taking my hands and staring back at me.
“You look beautiful, honey. I hope you enjoy the day.” She glanced over at her sons. “You be sure to keep them in line.”
Sir snorted and I giggled. I didn’t think anyone could keep them in line.
“I’ll certainly give it my best shot,” I told her, then returned her hug.
“Come on, pet,” Sir said, taking my hand and linking our fingers. “Let’s greet the guests and move them around to the back deck. Langston can handle things in here.”
With my hand held securely in his, I found I would’ve followed Sir anywhere.
Ten
WITH A SMILE ON MY face, I followed Sir outside and down to the path that led to the dock. The sun was shining, the sky a vibrant blue, and although I was already happy, I felt my spirits lift even more simply because of how beautiful it all was. This truly was paradise.
From our spot in front of the house, I could see that people were already disembarking, making their way down the pier and onto the sandy shore. I couldn’t make out the faces due to the distance, but I was eager to find out who my masters had invited.
The first person I recognized was TJ Arlington. Well, him and the harem of women who were following. I noticed three extremely attractive ladies wearing matching spaghetti-strap sundresses of green, red, and gold, who were remaining close to him, while several others were trailing behind.
Sir greeted TJ first, using his first name and offering his hand to shake while I stood there, confused about what to do. The last and only time I’d been introduced to the man, I had been…an ornament. That day I hadn’t even had a name. I wasn’t sure how to act. Was I supposed to look at the ground? Keep my mouth shut?
“These are my girls,” TJ said with a flourish of his hand. “Catarina, Isabella, and Maria. Ladies, this is one of our hosts, Master Moore.”
The three women offered polite smiles and tilted their heads down.
I couldn’t help but stare. They were all strikingly beautiful and very, very different in physical appearance. While Catarina—the tallest and thinnest—had bright red hair, emerald-green eyes, and legs that went on for miles, Isabella was shorter than me with big, brown doe eyes and long, silky blond hair. Similar to me in stature, she had small breasts and narrow hips. Then there was Maria, quite possibly the most beautiful of them all. Her curvy figure—big breasts and wide hips—was what caught my attention first, but her long black hair and bright blue eyes were what highlighted her round face. Needless to say, they were going to attract a lot of attention.
“TJ, I’d like you to meet our pet, Luciana Wagner.”
In a move that shocked me, TJ took my hand and smiled down at me. “It’s a pleasure to officially meet you, Luci.”
I wondered if Master or Sir had talked about me considering he referred to me by my nickname without being told. He didn’t seem like the type of man who would merely make assumptions.
“Thank you, Master Arlington,” I said, trying to look anywhere except in his eyes. I wasn’t sure what the protocol was.
TJ chuckled. “The wild ones are always cute.”
Sir pulled me to his side. “We like her.” He motioned toward the house. “Langston’s inside waiting for you. He’ll help you get everything set up.”
“Perfect.” TJ turned to his submissives. “Ladies, please take your pets inside. Get them set up and then return to me when you’re finished.”
“Yes, Master,” they all said cheerfully before dutifully following his instruction.
There were at least a dozen or so women and a couple of men who followed the three women toward the house.
“While we wait for the decorations to be finalized, we’ll be relaxing on the back deck,” Sir informed TJ. “There’re refreshments waiting.”
“I’ll make my way over. Thank you.”
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br /> We were then met by several men, all introduced to me as Dominants. I could tell by the way they spoke to Sir that they were close friends. One of them had hooked a leash to a woman’s collar as they approached. I found that interesting, something I had yet to see thus far.
After the brief greetings, Sir informed them to head toward the back deck.
I was smiling as I watched the group of men walk away, which was the only reason I didn’t see who was coming toward me.
“Nothing better than a trip to the island on Christmas.”
I jerked my head around. “Jordan?” My eyes widened and a smile formed on my face. I couldn’t believe he was here.
“Hey, kiddo,” he said with a wide grin. “You’re looking mighty festive.”
I curtsied. “Thank you.”
“Master Moore, you remember my boy.”
“I do,” Sir agreed, shaking Jordan’s hand. He nodded toward Jordan’s boyfriend. “Nice to see you again, Dale.”
“Thank you, Sir,” Dale replied softly.
I found it extremely shocking to see Jordan acting in such a dominant manner. It went against everything I thought I knew about him. For one, I had absolutely no idea he was into the lifestyle. And two, based on his demeanor, I would’ve pegged him as the submissive one in his relationship.
“Luci, this is Dale. Dale, Luci.”
I smiled at Dale, still fighting off my shock.
Jordan peered up at Sir. “I do enjoy seeing people’s faces when they realize my role.”
It was the oddest thing. Jordan sounded the same, he even acted the same, yet there was something distinctly dominant about his presence. I had never noticed it before.
“Assumptions can be damning,” Sir said, grinning.
“That they can.” Jordan smiled at me. “You and I have a lot to chat about when we get back to the office.”
“I’ll say,” I teased.
Sir advised them to make their way around to the back of the house as more people approached.
The two men who sauntered up needed no introduction.
“I am liking the dress,” Ben noted. “Let me guess.” His eyes went to Sir’s. “Langston?”
“Of course.”
“Figures.”
Sir turned to me. “Pet, please greet Master Snowden and Master Parker appropriately.”
I had no idea what that meant, but I stepped forward. Thankfully, Ben took control and leaned in and kissed me. It wasn’t a simple kiss either. It was enough to steal my breath and make my knees weak.
Once he was finished, Justin did the same.
When I stumbled back, Sir wrapped his arm around me and pulled me close. It felt almost possessive, as though he wasn’t quite as comfortable with sharing me with my other two bosses as he usually was. I wondered what that was about.
“Everyone’s out back while the rest of the decorations are being added.”
“I’m intrigued,” Justin told him. “It’s not like you to go all out.”
“What can I say,” Sir joked, his eyes darting to me. “I’m evolving.”
Justin’s eyes cut over to me briefly before he looked back at Sir and smirked. I had no idea how to interpret that look, but it sure seemed as though they were silently referring to me in some way.
“We’ll see you in a bit,” Justin told Sir before leading the way to the back deck.
I vaguely recognized the next man to approach. He was alone, but I figured he wouldn’t be for long.
“Master Chaos,” Sir greeted. “This is our pet, Luci. You might remember her.”
“Oh, yes, I definitely do.”
Oh, my God.
It was the man who had watched me pleasure myself during the quarterly meeting. The one Ben had verifying I did as I was told.
“It’s a pleasure to see you again,” he said kindly.
“Thank you, Master Chaos.”
Sir gave him the same instructions he’d given the others.
I was watching him walk away when I heard a familiar voice say hello to Sir. I turned to see Kristen standing there. She looked absolutely nothing like I was used to seeing her. The outfit she had on was sexy and sleek, even the heels that her boyfriend (sub?) was in the process of removing for her.
Holy shit. What was going on here?
“I’m glad you could make it,” Sir stated.
I couldn’t have formed words to save my life.
This was my friend.
She was…not the same woman I knew.
“Yes, well, I figured why not. I am a bit curious as to how your little submissive is doing.”
Oh, my God! And she knew about my submissive relationship with these men.
“There may be a few things she doesn’t know about me,” Kristen clarified, her eyes dancing with amusement as she peered over at Sir.
A few? Try everything.
Kristen offered me a conspiratorial wink. I, however, didn’t respond. I had never seen her like this and I wasn’t really sure how to react. I wasn’t sure why, considering I’d just witnessed Jordan in his Master role and I had been able to converse with him without a problem.
I glanced over at her boyfriend, noticing he was standing just behind her and to the right. His head was down and he was wearing a collar around his neck. And now that I thought about it, he looked nothing like he had the few times I’d interacted with him over the years. While he normally appeared quite confident, he seemed very…submissive.
How in the world had I known this woman all this time and I didn’t know this about her? This was huge. Like monstrously huge.
I frowned. She and I were going to have to talk, because she had a lot of questions to answer.
Sir instructed them to go around to the back of the house and Kristen offered me a smile. I was still staring at her in awe, unsure how to act around her.
No matter who else showed up, I knew that this was going to be a very interesting party.
•
After all the guests made their way to the back deck, Sir and I walked Melanie and King out to the boat to see them off before we returned to the house. As we made our way up the back steps, Master was walking out onto the deck. His eyes searched the area until they landed on me. It made me feel good to know he was seeking me out.
Sir steered me around to where Master was getting everyone’s attention. The various conversations died off as everyone turned their attention to Master.
“First, we want to thank you all for joining us today. We realize it was a spur-of-the-moment invite and we appreciate you all changing your plans to be here. Second, we’re here to enjoy ourselves, to relax, and ultimately to have fun. If you’re a sub, follow your master’s rules. If you’re a Dom, well, do whatever the fuck you want.” He grinned as the Doms laughed in unison. “And beyond all that, my brother and I truly had an objective when we scheduled this last-minute party. Our submissive is currently transitioning—slowly, I might add—from the vanilla world into kink. We wanted the opportunity to show her that despite the differences, there are a vast amount of similarities. The biggest distinction”—Master smirked—“our parties are more fun.”
“Hear, hear!” someone cheered.
I couldn’t stop staring at Master. There was one key point I seemed to be hooked on. My brother and I truly had an objective when we scheduled this last-minute party. Was he saying what I thought he was saying? That they had put this party together on a whim? For me?
“Now, come here, pet,” Master commanded me, pulling me out of my stupor.
I moved toward him and warmed when he cupped my face.
“Merry Christmas.”
I smiled. “Merry Christmas, Master.” I sighed. “Did you…” My eyes darted around us. “Did you do this for me?”
He didn’t answer one way or another, but I could see the gleam in his eyes. They had done this for me. And that…that was probably the most generous thing anyone had ever done where I was concerned.
Master’s voice lowered as he lean
ed in. “Now kiss me, little one. I want to show all these other Doms who’s king.”
Unable to resist, I wrapped my arms around him, went up on my toes, and planted my lips on his.
Eleven
BOSS MEETING
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Justin
I KNEW WHEN I GOT the invite to the island that I wasn’t going to be thrilled with what was going on. However, that didn’t stop me from accepting and showing up. I was curious, wanted to understand what exactly was taking place.
And in an effort to get to the bottom of it now, I urged Langston and Landon to meet with me before the party got fully underway.
“For the record,” Landon offered when we stepped into the small office downstairs, “it’s incredibly rude for the hosts to disappear like this.”
“I’m not going to keep you,” I told him. “I simply need to know what’s going on.”
“As we told you,” Langston stated, “we altered our holiday plans to spend more time with Luci.”
“Obviously,” I huffed. “However, you didn’t mention you were whisking her away to the island.”
“Does it bother you that we did?” Langston countered.
I could tell he was in full control mode. He was the king of this castle, so to speak, and he intended to make sure everyone else knew it.
Good thing I wasn’t one to cower to other Doms who had a superiority complex.
“What’s the protocol while we’re here?” I growled, crossing my arms over my chest.
“We’ve informed Luci that she’s our submissive,” Landon said, motioning between him and his twin, “while we’re here on the island.” Before I could speak, he held up his hand. “However, we are still abiding by the office agreement. She will not have sex with anyone else.”
Well, that was a given. I knew better than to think she would, for the simple fact that Landon and Langston were far too possessive to let that happen. They had all but claimed the woman indefinitely.
And that was what pissed me off the most.
“During the scene, we would appreciate if you and Ben maintained some separation,” Langston stated, glancing between the two of us.
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