He opened it and let out a hearty laugh. There was a black pair of handcuffs with red frills around them and a bottle of wine in the bag as well as a blue plastic ice cream scoop.
“Get her drunk, cuff her to the bed, and knock that Chiquita up!” Sarah shouted.
The room burst into laughter.
“I was gonna put in a box of ice cream to help things along but it woulda melted,” Sarah added with a cheeky shrug. Tommy burst out laughing and Tia went beet red in the face.
“Oh, what’s this?” Luc asked.
“Nevermind!” Tia glared at Sarah. Tommy kept laughing.
“No parents around to bug you two for grandbabies so I’m taking that job and I’ll be the granny. Okay?” Sarah looked on the verge of tears, “I love all-a-you like you’re my own kids. So there.”
The room hushed.
“You’re not old enough to be a grandmother,” Dare broke the quiet.
“You’re too sexy to be a grandmother,” Eddy added.
Sarah snickered and wiped the tears away.
“You are way too stingy with the sugar to be a granny!” Tia threw in and everyone including Sarah laughed.
“Stepping out for a smoke, Angelbaby,” Dare said to me, “Get me some cake.” He kissed me on the mouth and softly whispered, “Good job. Keep being my good girl.” And then he backed away.
My heart tingled in a happy way.
He walked over to the other side of the large table and whispered something to Tommy and then Tommy grabbed the two empty gift bags and followed Dare out of the room, carrying them with him. I was glad to not have to stare at that bag for the rest of the evening.
Dare
“Thanks, man.” He handed me the empty gift bags. I put the black and red one on the counter but stuffed the silver one with the purple paper into the trash bag, “Fuck. I bought her a gift in a bag like that and she had a panic attack. Reminded her of something bad.” He followed me out to the back yard where I lit a cigarette.
“Good that she held it together tonight. No?”
“Yeah, it’s good but it’s only because I had to threaten her before we got here.”
“Thr
eaten her?”
I explained to Tommy about the report I’d gotten with instructions on how to manage her, how they offered the same for Lisa. Then I explained how Lisa pulled some dominatrix shit in my apartment when Angel had her meltdown, and then I told my brother that I had to assume the “Master” role to try to help her. He completely agreed that it sounded like a logical way to handle things. I told him about her needing to be held down, about wanting to be spanked. He joked that it didn’t sound too taxing to have to use it to my advantage in the bedroom.
“I know you’d be all over that, man, and I won’t lie; some of the shit we’ve gotten up to so far has been fuck hot. But I’ve gotta handle her with care. I want this girl. I want her whole. Not a shell of a person, you know?”
“Submissives aren’t shells, man. They want to please their Dom, ache for it even. A submissive can feel whole when they connect with their partner. They place a huge amount of trust on you and it’s a big responsibility. It’s really easy to fuck it up so you gotta be careful but if you do it right, she’ll get off on it.”
I nodded, “I know submissive doesn’t mean broken. But because she is, maybe it’d hold her back in future.”
“You’ll have to see how it plays out. Me and Tia have had a rocky road in the bedroom. It’s a work in progress keeping myself in check, not fucking it all up. Sometimes I go too far but sometimes that’s because she pushes the boundaries. I created a monster but I fucking love the monster,” he shrugged, “Nothing’s really wrong between two people in bed if it means you both get something out of it.”
I shrugged as well, “We’ll see how it goes. Not gonna lie, it was hot when my ex used to play the submissive sex kitten. Angel ain’t playin’, though. It’s her. But that’s because they broke her. She took 19 days to break, man. 19. Most of those slaves were broken in 3-4 days. What does that say about how strong-willed she was before? If she were well she probably wouldn’t want this. When she gets well maybe she’ll be disgusted with the shit we did when she wasn’t well and what if she hates me for it. Fuck, that’s why I hesitated, man. I didn’t want to get in deep with someone broken because if they can be fixed, how do you know how to be? How do you know you’re not keepin’ them broken?”
“You’re overthinking it. Just take cues from your girl. Lots of strong women are submissive in bed. Believe me, I’ve seen it. You see how it goes. You see how she is as she gets well and then you two decide if that’s the way you wanna keep playing.” Tommy’s eyes shot up to behind me. I looked over my shoulder.
Angel was in the doorway. She had a little frown on her face. I didn’t know how much she’d heard.
“Hey, baby,” I said hesitantly, stubbing out my cigarette. Tommy clapped me on the shoulder and then went back inside.