Chapter 3
Daniel opened the door, watching her pull up the graveled drive. Liam had sent her away on Saturday after their initial meeting to give her time, he said, to acclimate to the idea of spending a week with them. Liam hadn’t said but Daniel suspected he was also giving Daniel time to acclimate.
That night after the interview they lay in bed just before sleep, talking it all over. “This is ultimately for you, Daniel,” Liam reminded him. “While I’m at work, you’ll be in charge. We’ll discuss how we want to train her and how we see her fitting into our play. You’ve practiced your whip stroke enough. It’s time to try it out on the real thing.” He kissed Daniel, a hard, sensual kiss that left Daniel breathless. At the same time, he gripped Daniel’s balls, just tight enough to make him gasp against Liam’s mouth, still on his.
“You want to dominate someone, and you know that someone will never be me.” He squeezed harder and Daniel closed his eyes, his cock perversely hardening in spite of the pain—because of the pain. Liam released him and rolled back. Instinctively Daniel moved toward him, his cock straining with anticipation.
Liam’s fingers found and gripped Daniel’s erect shaft beneath the sheets. As he idly stroked it, he said, “We’ll see what this girl’s made of, hmm? You can spank her, whip her, have her do the household chores you dislike and punish her soundly if she fails to meet your expectations. I’ll expect you to teach her to service a man. I’ve yet to meet a woman who can suck cock properly. I’ll expect you both naked and on your knees when I get home.”
Daniel watched Alex climb out of her old car. She walked around to the trunk and pulled out a suitcase, setting it down with a thump on the ground. She lifted out what looked like a laptop case and slung it over her shoulder. Daniel smiled at the large suitcase, doubting she’d be wearing too many outfits over the course of the week. In warm weather, Liam often had Daniel go naked or wear only shorts.
He walked out to help her. “Hello, Alex,” he called as he approached her.
She looked up with a big smile. “Daniel. You do exist. I almost convinced myself I imagined this whole thing.”
“I’m real enough,” he laughed. “Come on in and I’ll show you your room. Then we can get started. Liam’s going to come home early tonight if he can.” Alex followed him into the house, allowing him to carry her suitcase. He preceded her up a wide, curving staircase, its stairs of polished oak, its banisters ornately carved and painted a gleaming black. He took her down the hallway, past the open door of what looked like the master bedroom to a smaller room farther down the hall.
The room contained a four-poster bed of black wrought iron with a white down quilt plumped invitingly over the sheets. There was a bureau, a wardrobe and a small writing desk beneath the large single window that overlooked the side gardens. Small watercolors of garden scenes were hung on each wall. It reminded her of the room of a maiden aunt in an old Victorian romance. She was thoroughly enchanted.
“No closet, sorry,” Daniel commented. “These old houses are sadly lacking in both closets and bathrooms. Though this room does have its own bath, I’m happy to say.”
Alex stepped into the center of the room. “It’s lovely.” She moved to the writing table and placed her laptop bag there, noticing a vase of fresh wildflowers as she did so. “More flowers!” she exclaimed. “You must pay your gardeners a fortune to maintain the grounds here. The landscaping is so beautiful.”
Daniel smiled and said modestly. “I designed it and I do most of the work. I might bring in some guys to clear out brush and prune the trees. I take care of the lawn and gardens myself. I used to own and run my own landscape company, but I sold it awhile back. I was working sixty or more hours a week with no vacation for years. With Liam’s schedule, we hardly saw one another. I’ve been working since I was sixteen and I was starting to burn out. Liam found someone interested in buying it for a ridiculously high sum. Now I get to spend my time taking care of this house and the gardens and serving the man I adore.”
Alex smiled. “That’s very romantic, Daniel.” She looked wistful and turned to stare out the window.
“It is,” he replied, “but it’s also a lot of work to keep this place up. The dusting alone takes over an hour. The gardening could take all day if I let it. I like to cook a nice meal for when Liam comes home. You’ll be able to help me with all that. We’ll incorporate it into your training.”