Page 77 of Experiments in Love
“I use stoplight colors so I don’t forget. They’re in all the dirty books and my friend Francis said them so many times I can’t forget them.” What else? “Oh, and I talked to Anson and shared my limits for what could happen if I liked you in person as much as I liked phone you, and I do like both of you. I told him that too. So he knows what things he can pick from, but if something goes sideways, I know to use my safewords. I can slow the scene down or stop it. Anson is very careful with me, so I don’t think we’ll have problems, though. Oh and he has a good memory for limits.”
Which was really helpful.
“What do Doms with short memories do?” That could be stressful. “There are so many limits on those forms. What happens if a Dom is squirrel brained or has memory issues? I knew a guy at work who had memory problems and he made lots of notes to help.”
Anson cocked his head, but Mr. Jasper was a fast thinker. “They’d probably review the limits right before a scene and maybe post them on the wall? Like a teacher would do for stuff everyone needed to remember.”
“That’s a great idea.” A whiteboard would be very good for something like that. “He could—”
“He’s not going to intrude on our scene, for starters.” Anson cut me off, but the way he growled out the words as his hold on me tightened sent a shiver through me. “Your focus needs to be on your bosses, not other employees.”
Oh, we’d started.
Yay.
“I…I’m sorry, Sir.” Yes, that was an appropriate response. “It’s just…I’m a secretary at heart and I like helping.”
That was good too.
Kind of submissive.
Kind of needy.
Kind of sexy.
“You’ve been helping so much you’ve been avoiding doing your duties for us.” Anson made a tsking sound that sent tingly pleasure through me. “It’s time for us to make sure you know your place and where your focus should be.”
Anson was sounding very Master but even Mr. Jasper was looking stern and rough. It made it hard to think, but I played along. “My focus is on you, Sirs. Always.”
Mr. Jasper made a rude scoffing sound as Master sighed and shook his head. “We all know that’s not true. Every time I need you to serve me, you’re off making someone else happy. That’s not going to be tolerated.”
How happy had I been making them?
Just filing quickly happy or on my knees happy?
Hmm.
I might owe my bosses a big apology if I was doing kneeling happy with other people in the office.
That was just rude.
“How…how are you going to help me remember to focus on you, Sir?” I wasn’t sure who I was talking to since I was looking at Mr. Jasper but being held by Anson, but it didn’t seem to matter.
They seemed to be tag teaming me because it was Mr. Jasper’s turn to sound frustrated with his secretary. “We’re going to use the ruler you weren’t around to fetch to help keep obedience at the front of your mind.”
Oh, he was good at this game too.
I probably would’ve just apologized again since moaning was all my mouth wanted to do, but Mr. Jasper sucked every brain cell out of my head by opening the door and nodding toward the dark room. “After you. I think it’s time we stop letting him dawdle.”
Had I been dawdling?
Maybe?
I didn’t have to figure that out, though, because Anson started walking me into the room as Mr. Jasper flicked on the light.
They were going to tie me up.
Wow.
