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Since | could remember, | have been independent. However, | was gradually learning that | could still be

independent while also still being taken care of. Just like one could be a feminist but still want to submit to a

man. | didn't have to be one of the other, just the balance. As long as | didn't have to give up that part of me, as

long as | didn't bectoo dependent on them. What was actually the problem? For a good one hour thirty

minutes, every ache and worry fell away. My muscles beneath the skillful touch of a professional and my mind

calmed down from its usual storm enough forto see things more clearly. These men, my dominants, were

everything | could have dreamed of. They took care ofin a way no one had ever done before and made me

feel like | was special and that | didn't need to be anyone but myself. We hadn't talked about us finding someone

else and | didn't know if that was still expected of us. They were supposed helpfind a dominant but also try

to find their own slave.

For the past weeks, it hadn't been mentioned again. Maybe it was because we were still at the beginning of our

arrangement and they wanted us to get settled into our arrangement first. Back

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when we made that deal, it had been easy to agree but now that | knew them, now that | knew | was like to be

with them, | didn't want to give that up. Nobody could compare to my dominants and | didn't want to have

anyone else to compare them to either. The thought of being with someone else madenauseous and | just

hoped they felt the sat the thought of them being with another woman that wasn't me.

them

Three weeks, had it really been that little? Twith them made the days go fast and slow. My mind couldn't

comprehend that twenty-four hours with either of them could feel like a beautiful lifetbut still be over in a

blink of an eye. It felt I had known them for months, it truly did. Being with them felt natural as if they were

meant to be in my life even with Andy, our friendship hasn't been an automatic thing. We had tightened our

bond through the years we had known each other. But with these men, the bond was almost in place at the first

hello. That had to meant something, right? When the appointment with Maria was over, | struggled to get up

from the table. My whole body. felt like jelly, | had never been this relaxed before. She gaveprivacy to get

dressed and only then did | notice a plush bathrobe hanging on the door. It wasn't in any of the men's sizes, so |

figured it was forto wear. Riccardo was talking to the woman as | cout of the room and 1

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could hear how happy the old woman was. With one look at the hefty stack of bliss in her hand, I could guess

why. | thanked her profusely, not only had she been entirely professional but she had done a fantastic job too.

The man from earlier went into the room | had just cout of and started gathering up their stuff. Riccardo

took one look atin the bathrobe and back at the guy before sendingto his bedroom. Shaking my head

amusingly, | walked towards his bedroom. One night, , he could letdo a public scene wearing only a corset

and the next, he could react towearing a huge robe in the presence of another man, strange. My body was

slick with massage oil and | could really use a shower to wash it all off Taking off the robe, | went to to turn on

the shower and adjust the temperature to my liking. This time, | was prepared for the rain-like water coming

from the ceiling. A cold gust of air danced across my skin as the bathroom door opened but | didn't turn around

or try to cover myself up. Instead, | reached my hand under the spray and felt the water, just shy of hot and that

was perfect. Still not turning around, | stepped inside the shower and with self-conscious movement, | started

washing my body, all the while achingly aware of the man behindwatching. My skin prickled with awareness

and | could literally feel his eyes on my body, taking in every inch of me. Taking the shampoo bottle, | poured a

dash on my palm and massaged it into my roots. Only when | was

done did I | finally turn around. He rubbed the corner of his mouth with this thumb as his gaze

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me, trailing down my body as | let the water wash away the shampoo.

"See something you like?" | breathed, trying to embody those tough and confident women in the books | have

read but probably failed miserably.

| was neither tough nor confident but | was getting there which was the main thing. He smirked

and muttered huskily.

"Oh, honey. You have no idea." With words like that to bolster me, | only grew bolder.

"Are you going to join me?" | asked, my stomach clenched at the thought of all the fun things that could happen

if he did.

"Unfortunately, as much as | would have loved that, you are tired and you need your rest. | don't want to wear

you out before our date tonight." He turned around and walked out the door but not before looking over his

shoulder and taking in my naked body one last time. "Get ssleep if you would like, we are living in two

hours."