Page 75 of Obey

“It’s so soft, and I love the color. It matches my blue hair.”

“I love your blue hair.”

These women are so sweet they could melt my teeth.

Slade’s looking at my woman like she’s growing horns in front of his face.

“What?”

He shakes his head. “She must be special. You don’t do vanilla. You don’t do relationships. And turns out, you had a wife. Who the fuck are you, man?” He slaps his calf, resting his hands on the ankle of his crossed leg.

“I don’t know how you didn’t know that about him, Slade. He’s such a chatty Cathy, I can’t ever get him to shut up.” Talia’s sass is dialed up to three hundred right now.

Kenzie bursts into another fit of giggles as Slade wags his finger. “Yeah. I really like her. Well, Ms. Vanilla, let’s talk Protocol. It’s a semi-casual space for people to come and express and explore themselves.”

He holds up a hand. “And by semi-casual I don’t mean hoodies and sneakers. I mean we don’t have a membership, we’re not exclusive, we’re a kink club for everyday people who like to get their kink on. We’re a safe, inclusive space, and we value education. So if there’s ever something you’d like to see, or learn about, please don’t be afraid to speak up. Or tell Jagger, he’ll let us know.”

Talia’s eyes are sparkling. It’s like Slade found her curiosity switches and hit all of them at once, like the buttons on an elevator panel. “I don’t know much about anything, but I do like to learn.”

Slade nods. “You don’t have to talk to me about it. A lot of newbies can be intimidated, especially by dominant men. The girls are only too happy to talk openly about things as I’m sure you’ve noticed. We have a full dungeon master’s team that work here, we have house submissives and dominants who do demonstrations, even our bar staff are at the very least kink-aware and sex positive if you feel more comfortable talking to one of them.”

“I read a lot of romance novels.” Talia’s voice is slow as she speaks, like she’s searching for the right words.

Kenzie pours another round of champagne, as two regulars filter in through the front door and head over to Nyx at the bar to order.

“So I know more than Iknow, you know?”

Slade smirks. “I know. But how much do you want toknow? Are you simply curious to see some of those things from the pages come to life? Are there some things you’d like to try? Have you thought about exploring a dynamic with Jagger?”

If anyone else was throwing these questions at Talia I might say something. But there’s no one in this world I’d trust to help a newcomer to the lifestyle more than Slade.

“You don’t need to answer these questions to me now, nor ever. But they’re something to think about.”

My titanium-spined girlfriend doesn’t fumble the pass, though. “I’d like to try some things. I mean, I have a list of things I’d like to try.” She wiggles again, and I grip her hips before I make her grind against me until her butt is sticky with cum seeping through both our clothes.

“I started the list with Jagger last week.”

The flutter of surprise that makes Slade’s eyebrows twitch is almost imperceptible, but I’ve known him long enough to know he’s pleasantly surprised she dipped her toe into kink, and that she’s sharing about it.

“And how did you find it?”

She leans back against my chest like she’s looking for support, so I curl my arms around her again. “Intense is probably the best word. I’ve never experienced anything like it in my life.”

I’m so proud of her. This is a difficult, and probably embarrassing conversation to be having with a near stranger, and she’s doing so well. I glide my thumbs up and downthe outside of her thighs as she talks, as silent support and encouragement.

“Did you enjoy it?” Slade’s questions aren’t pressing, it’s like he’s having a conversation with an old friend.

Talia squirms again. “A lot. I’ve missed Jagger this past week. I wanted to do more with him.”

Slade’s hand twitches; from experience I know he wants to reach out and touch her cheek, to comfort her somehow. She may not be his submissive, or his responsibility, but despite the bravado, he’s pretty empathetic.

I nuzzle into her hair. “I missed you too, baby girl.”

She reaches around to cup my jaw, holding me to her. “I’ve missed you calling me that too, you know.”

“I’ve missed you calling me things too.” I don’t want to out her preferences in front of people without her permission.

We’re all quiet for a beat before Talia shivers in my lap. She looks around, I’m not sure if she’s looking for an open door or to see if there’s anyone close to us. “I called Jagger Daddy.”

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