I grin and nod. “Yes, it’s a game we play often. I find some new friends and start a scene, and he joins later.”

“We’re all adventurous spirits here, but even explorers have maps.” Zuzu says. “Perhaps we should lay some groundwork.”

Sasha shifts, tilting her head and says, “Adventure is exciting, but dangerous when we draw boundaries without including all the players.”

“He’ll join us and watch. He won’t step into the scene unless invited.”

She swallows hard, but nods.

This is getting more and more interesting. I love a challenge and place my bets on how their dynamic is balanced.

“Mutual respect is non-negotiable,” I assert firmly. “And while I love the thrill of dominance at times, I’m equally happy to surrender to Demon.”

My gaze locks with Zuzu, and my lips curve in challenge. “Sasha clearly surrenders to you, but will you surrender to me?”

The air around us feels charged now, heavy with the heat of anticipation.

“Kitty,” Zuzu’s dark eyes glimmer with heat, “We’re here to explore, aren’t we? To push our boundaries under the cloak and freedom of disguise.”

I nod at him, a slow smile spreading across my lips as I consider the possibilities this night holds. Sasha’s eyes sparkle with curiosity and eagerness. They are a truly bonded pair, and she’s at ease once again now that I’ve solidified her role as Zuzu’s.

A true submissive who prefers her mate to dictate the rules of engagement.

I watch, fascinated by them having an entire silent conversation with nothing but glances a few soft touches. It doesn’t take long to see their decision.

“Let’s talk specifics,” I suggest, leaning in closer to the warmth of the fire, its glow dancing across our faces. “Preferences, limits–let’s lay them bare.”

Zuzu nods and raises an eyebrow at Sasha, a silent order. He’s not satisfied with taking the simple path.

“Non-negotiable hard limits,” she says, her voice steady as her fingers trace mindless patterns against his thigh. “No breath play. No marks that clothing can ’t cover. I enjoy service, but not humiliation.”

My fingers flow through her hair. “I’ve no wish to insult you, lovely. I’d much rather enjoy your sweet surrender. You’re a good girl aren’t you?”

Her breath hitches and her eyes flash.

Oh yeah, she’ll be putty in my hands with a few words of praise.

My gaze shifts to Zuzu, but I keep stroking Sasha’s silky hair, letting her get used to my touch.

“What about you sexy? I only seek to cause discomfort of the enjoyable kind.”

“Discomfort is always welcome,” he grins, then sobers. “Sasha needs to stay in my sight. No breath or blood play for either of us since it’s our first scene.”

“Understood.” He’s left a huge play field open and likes pain. Both of them will please Demon, providing a little bit of sweet and a whole lot of spice. “What about toys and sex? Oral, penetration?”

“Sex and pleasure are why we come to Wonderland,” he says.

“Good.” I give Sasha a sassy wink.

“What about you?” she asks, tilting her head, her lemur ears twitching playfully.

Oh, I want to get my hands on you, baby.

“I have few. Demon knows and respects my submissive limits well. As a Domme, I require honesty and safewords. I won’t play with anyone that won’t retain responsibility for their own safety. I stayed cued in to my submissives and their needs. So, I don’t anticipate anything going sideways, but sometimes it does, especially with new partners. I expect you to let me know if you’re uncomfortable for any reason and we need to slow down or stop.”

They nod in unison and some of the tension Sasha may not even be aware of melts off her shoulders.

She’s been pushed too far before.