Chapter 3 3

"We need to spend some girl time together today, so we'd be going to work together, come on, get up! " Nodding, I sit up, Sean gives me a warm hug while pecking my neck.

"Tell her everything, I know I say you shouldn't but you have to talk to someone, so please do."

His whisper is quiet so she can't hear. I walk out following Beatrice, my heart breaking looking back at him and the girls, driving there we stay quiet, neither of us knowing what to do or say, the whole thing is a mess.

how do we even start this conversation? Getting in the office, we sit down, putting the blinds down so everyone knows not to interrupt if it is an emergency.

"Right, so let's talk, just say it all Lisa, any order talk" Looking at her I know I need to, I need to get this out there to help me move on.

"I love Sean, I love him as my husband, as my Dom as my partner, as my kid's father, the first time with Steve was a shock, I said no but then I agreed, Sean seems to enjoy seeing me with other men, the second time was just me and Steve, Sean was there, but he didn't get involved, after Steve had played, Sean did while Steve watched"

Looking at her she was shocked, I had not even gotten to the best part yet.

"Don't judge, and certainly don't call Sean names, I agreed, I enjoyed it, it is not like he forced me. Anyway, there was the time we were going into the room to play, and his phone rang, he sent me up to be ready, and kneeling there with the blindfold on he came in and played, it was quick, then walked out, taking off the blindfold Sean had messaged me saying he had sent Steve in his place, again I had no issues with it"

"There was the time with me, Sean, Steve, and Vladimir, amazing, I agreed, had I said at any moment, stop because I didn't feel comfortable it would have stopped, but I did enjoy it"

"The issue honestly is Steve, somehow he fell in love with me, real love and while I love him back it is more like I love him as Dom, a play partner, not a life partner" She stayed quiet looking at me.

"Okay, first, I have to, sorry I do, Who was bigger, Steve or Sean's?" Laughing so hard at her question, really, of all the things she asks that?

"I don't know, I didn't measure them, if I were to guess I would say Steve, but then I would say Sean's is thicker so both equal the same, sort of, now can we get off the subject of whose was bigger please"

Still laughing at her question, she helped, and the question helped, it made me laugh and relax a bit.

"Okay, so the conclusion? What are you doing?" I don't know, I still don't know.

"Well, Last night the option was that we carry on as we are, and if I want to sleep with Steve I can, it would be like we were together, but I am still married to Sean" Her eyes widened.

"Don't worry, even I said that feels weird" Quickly added so she didn't freak out.

"Good Lisa, because that right there is just not right, so what now?" She looks at me waiting.

"Well, we came to the conclusion, I love Steve but not like a partner, I love him like he is my Dom, so the other option is I am his submissive along with Sean's, it is possible to have two Dom but even that feels weird, but if I don't try I won't know right?" She rolled her eyes at my response.

"You can't just have one how guy can you, you have to go and take two, well three if you add Vladmir" She laughed, then her face got all serious.

"Vladimir, the guy who did your tattoos? When did that happen, and why?" Beatrice's incredulous question prompted me to reveal more.

"Yes, Vladimir, the one who did my tattoos. I don't know; he came to the house to do a tattoo. I have a fetish for them, and I guess that's what sparked Sean's idea. The tattoo gun used without ink was incredible," I explained, noticing the shock on Beatrice's face. Maybe sharing everything wasn't the best idea?

"This is just crazy, too much, and messed up. I don't understand why Sean would do all this if he loves me," I mused, trying to process the bewildering situation.

"Because he loves you, Lisa. Have you not noticed everything you've said? Everything he's done is to please you, to fulfill your fantasies, not his. Even now, he's still trying to please you, agreeing to Steve's involvement," Beatrice pointed out, offering a perspective that made me ponder.

Sitting there, processing her words, it was like a light bulb switched on. I realized she was right.

"You're right, Beatrice. He didn't do it for himself. He did all of this for me, to let me experience everything I wanted and loved. He risked losing me to give me what I desired. Even now, he's willing to share me, just so I can get what I want. I need to go home," I declared, standing up and gathering my things. Beatrice looked at me, still confused.

"Can you watch over everything, please? Susie will be here later. Please, Beatrice," I pleaded. She nodded and hugged me.

"Of course, I will," she assured me as I rushed out to the car, quickly texting Sean before setting off.

"Drop the kids off with your mum, then straight home. I need to talk to you."

Driving home, my mind was screaming at me for being so foolish. All those times Sean engaged in activities in the playroom, he claimed to enjoy them, but it was always for my satisfaction, not his own. Every punishment, every scenario- all of it was meticulously crafted to fulfill my desires, even the punishing morning session.

Walking through the door, Sean stood waiting. I rushed to him, wrapping my arms around his neck, kissing his lips passionately. His hands eagerly pulled me close, and my moans escaped between kisses.

"I don't want Steve; I just want you. I don't want anyone else in the room but you. I can't believe I never realized it before. Everything you did was for me, not for yourself. That punishment this morning- it was for me, not you. I'm doing this for you. I am choosing right now. No Steve. I can live without him. I cannot live without you, Sean," I confessed.

However, his face showed hurt and pain. Following his gaze, I noticed Steve standing there, flooding me with a wave of mixed emotions. I felt awful. Steve walked out, and I hurriedly followed him, stopping him by the car.

"I'm sorry. You were right. I will never leave Sean for you. That doesn't mean I don't love you, but not enough, Steve. I am sorry, I really am," I explained, torn between emotions.

"This is killing me, but I can't hurt Sean anymore. I can't do it."

"I know, Lisa. I knew all along you would choose him, whether now or in five years. You would choose him," Steve said, raising his hand to stroke my face and kissing me gently.

"I will see you from time to time, but I packed all my stuff and moved it out last night. I was just coming back to say goodbye. I couldn't make you choose. I was going to walk away and save you the choice," he revealed, his words torturing me with the depth of his love.

As he drove off, tears filled my eyes, and I felt Sean's arms wrapping around me. Leaning my head back against him, I whispered, "Sorry, Kitten. I didn't know he had come in. When I realized, it was too late."

Even in this moment, he continued to think of me, apologizing sincerely. Turning to face him, I looked into his eyes, my voice stern.

"Stop, right now. Stop apologizing, stop blaming yourself, and stop trying to give me everything, even if it means risking me. Take something for yourself for a change, Sean. You're bottoming from the top here. Sort yourself out," I instructed, my words, though cold and hard, filled with love. Sean stood there, assessing me.

"I mean it. I have never seen the real you. I have never seen or witnessed just what you want and need. You make everything about me. I am smart enough to know that a D/s relationship is not all about one person but both. I want you to take what you need and want for a change, not give me everything I want," I demanded.

He stayed quiet, his eyes looking at me. A smile gradually spread across his face.

"You asked for it." Sean's arms wrapped around me, and he carried me into the house, going straight upstairs into the playroom. Setting me down on my feet, he looked at me.

"Strip, blindfold now!"

His order, low yet authoritative, made my heart race. Sean walked over to the other side of the room, turning on the music. Piece by piece, my clothes fell to the ground, and with the blindfold on, I knelt down, palms facing down on my lap, waiting for him. My breathing quickened as I waited for what I wanted.

Hearing him move, I sensed him in front of me. His hands slowly stroked over my shoulders, down to my arms. When he reached my hands, he lifted them, placing them on him. His trousers were now leather, and a moan escaped my lips at the feel.

"Rules, Kitten. There are rules," he stated, his voice low and seductive.

"Okay, Sir," I replied, kneeling and eagerly awaiting his instructions. My hands couldn't help but explore his legs and the leather.

"You can't cum. Every time you're close, I want you to say 'Blue.' Just in case you decide to use 'Yellow' for a change. Understand?"

My heart raced at the anticipation of what was coming. "Understood, Sir. I'll say 'Blue' every time I'm on the edge."