Page 5 of Wylan

Riley, Ash, Jules, and I are sitting in a booth at Silk before I start my shift. For the past month, we’ve gotten together every Wednesday for lunch before my night shift—a new tradition for the four of us. Hearing about Carl’s betrayal, Riley and Jules offered their support, aware that I didn’t have many friends in Olivia Cove. They introduced me to their friend group. I was shocked to discover that Olivia Cove has a small BDSM community. I was even more shocked when I found out all my new friends were submissive in one way or another.

Ash and Riley are littles who love age play, and Jules is a fox into pet play. Me, on the other hand? I’m not entirely sure what I am, or if I even need to put a title on it. Hence my problem with finding the right Daddy for me.

Ash frowns at me. “Don’t say that. I don’t think any of us are typical. Any Daddy would be happy to have you.”

Jules nods. “Trust me, my Daddy said that these charity auctions are always a success. They connect boys and littles with their new Daddies all the time. It’s for a good cause, and it’s just one date. Worst-case scenario, you don’t click with the Daddy who bids on you, and the two of you go your separate ways.”

Just then, my co-worker, Cate, drops off our salads. We smile and thank her, making sure not to say anything else until she leaves. But as soon as she does, we dig into our food. Riley giggles, asking Jules to continue filling out our applications.

Unlike me, my bestie is excited to take part in this auction. At least he knows exactly what he likes and how he fits into the kink community.

“What exactly are you looking for in a Daddy?” Jules asks, pointing at his phone.

I let out a deep sigh. “Someone caring and sweet. I don’t think I want a really serious Daddy.” My thoughts stray to Carl. Yeah, I definitely want someone who’s the opposite. “Maybe someone with a sense of humor?”

“I don’t understand why you just don’t make a move on Seth,” Riley says, swinging his feet back and forth under the table. “You clearly have a crush on the guy.”

My eyes widen with shock as I kick Riley. My gaze bounces around the restaurant. “Riley. Shut. Up. He’s usually here around this time.” Oh god, I feel like I’m in high school all over again. Imagine working with Seth all night, and he’s aware of my crush—how awkward would that be?

Riley makes a motion as if he’s zipping his lips closed.

Jules giggles. “You and Seth would totally be hot together.” He tilts his head playfully to the side, reminding me of a puppy. “Although Master Seth has a few kinks I’m not quite sure you’re into.”

My fork clatters to my plate. “Ma-Master Seth? Did you just call him Master?”

Ash arches a brow. “You don’t know?”

I gasp, my gaze bouncing between my friends. “Know what? I just kind of assumed Seth wasn’t kinky.”

Jules bursts into laughter. “You’ve been working with the guy for how long and didn’t know he was kinky?”

Riley rolls his eyes. “Um, I’m sorry, but who talks with their coworkers or boss about their kinks?”

Ash laughs. “True. It took me years to tell my best friend I was kinky. It’s not always as easy to discuss such intimate things with people we know. It’s not like the movies make it out to be.”

I nod frantically. “I don’t really tell anyone—unless it’s a Daddy I’m dating. It’s why I’m so grateful you three are in my life now.” I wave around at the three of them. “I’ve never had this before.”

Riley grins and gives me a side hug.

“You’re right.” Jules smiles. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean anything by it. I was just shocked. Seth isreallywell known at Dark Satin. He’s one of the Doms who volunteers to give demonstrations on safe practices.”

Hope fills my chest. Could Seth be a Daddy? “You said he has a few kinks you’re not sure I’m into?”

Jules nods. “If you start going to the club with us regularly, you’ll probably get to see his demos. I won’t go into it since I can’t really speak for Seth, but he makes it very obvious that he likes a little edge of pain.”

My heart pounds in a frantic, excited beat as blood rushes to my head. “Giving or receiving?” I whisper.

“Both. But enough of that, let’s finish this application.” Jules waves his phone. “You wanted me to select that you’re a sub looking for a Daddy. Now it wants me to get a little more specific. Do you consider yourself a little, a middle, a boy, a pet, or maybe ‘other?’”

“This is exactly what I was referring to when I said I wasn’t typical. Other.”

“Okay, it’s asking you for an explanation.” Jules tries to hand me his phone, but I shake my head.

“It’s okay. I wanted you to fill it out for me. It helps me not freak out so much.”

Jules nods. “Okay, what do you want me to put here?”

I think about it for a moment. What’s the best way to describe myself that would make sense to a Dom? Taking a deep breath, I lay everything out for Jules. Riley and Ash hum encouragingly as Jules types.

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