Only then, when I was situated at their feet, did I feel the tension ease from my shoulders. What might’ve seemed weird to others was quite comforting for me.
Like coming home.
Six
“THE BOYS TOLD ME YOU did a phenomenal job on their quarterly meeting,” Mel prompted as we were lying on towels down near the water.
“I enjoyed it,” I told her with a grin. It made me feel good to know that Master and Sir had really spoken to their parents about me. “It was a challenge, but I think it went fairly well.”
Mel chuckled. “Well, I can tell you, those boys complain about that meeting every time it comes around. They never know what to do to keep everyone happy.”
I peered over at her, shielding my eyes with my hand. “I’m not sure it’s possible to keep everyone happy.” I looked up at the sky. “I went into it wanting to do what was best for my bosses. They work hard and the people who work for them admire them for what they’ve built. I wanted everyone to get a chance to see that, to get some face time with them.” I glanced her way again. “What is it that you do?”
Her smile was huge. “I’m a lawyer.”
I turned onto my side. “A lawyer? Really?”
“Really.”
“Do you have any partners?” I knew very little about law firms, but I remembered the guy from my yoga class mentioning he was going to be a junior partner.
“There are only two of us,” she said. “King and I branched off years ago, opening our own firm.”
Wait.
“You and King are…both lawyers?”
She smiled. “I can see that brain of yours working,” she teased. “And yes, I know what you’re thinkin’. I’m his slave, how could I possibly be a partner in a law firm?”
“I…uh…” God, it sounded so shitty when I thought about it, but Mel was right, that was what I was thinking.
“Don’t worry, honey. I’m not offended. We live a lifestyle that not many people understand. By day, I’m an independent woman who takes care of my clients, and at night, I take care of my Master.”
I swallowed hard. “I didn’t mean… I’m sorry.” Sighing, I rolled onto my back on my towel. “I have so much to learn.”
“I think you’d be surprised by what you’ve learned so far. Do you want to know the last time my boys introduced me to one of their submissives?”
No, actually, I really didn’t.
“Never,” Mel answered.
I turned my head again. “Really?”
“Really. Luci, I know you’re new and you don’t understand a lot about this lifestyle you’re interested in, but you should know that you don’t have to be up-to-date on all the terminology or what’s trending right now. You’re doing it right by being true to yourself. You’re a natural submissive.”
“Is it obvious?”
She chuckled. “It is. And that’s not a bad thing. In fact, that’s what a true Dominant wants. He’s not looking for a woman he can mold and shape and train. He wants a woman who’s open to exploring her desires, a woman who’s eager to please. You can train anyone to be a submissive, but she’s not going to succeed if it isn’t what her heart wants.
“More importantly, a Dominant wants a woman he can see himself spending his life with. What most people don’t understand is that you can’t simply handpick someone to be your Dominant or your submissive. There is no list to choose from. You don’t get to walk into the hardware store and point at a person and say, ‘You’re mine.’ It doesn’t work that way. As in any relationship, you have to find someone you’re compatible with. Someone you find appealing, who you can hold conversations with, laugh with.”
Mel smiled over at me. “You have to determine what it is that you want. Not what someone else wants you to be.”
“I never thought I was submissive,” I admitted, staring up at the clear blue sky once again. “Honestly, it’s not something I ever thought about, period. Until I went to work for the firm, I didn’t have a clue there was an entire lifestyle dedicated to this.”
“They introduced you slowly,” Mel stated knowingly.
I had no idea how much she knew about my relationship with my four bosses and I didn’t feel comfortable talking to her about it, but I could tell she understood.
“They did,” I confirmed. “And it was so natural I didn’t think anything of it.”
“Is this what you want?” she inquired.
“To be a submissive?” I asked, wanting to make sure we were on the same page.
“Yes.”
“It is.”
Regardless of how things turned out with my bosses, I knew without a doubt that I was submissive and this was something I wanted to pursue.
•
That evening, Master and Sir surprised me with a huge artificial Christmas tree that they brought in from God only knew where. It looked brand new and I figured it likely was because what were the odds that they spent Christmas on an island every year?
