Page 48 of Tied to Hope
Marquis glanced at Sir with approval. “As he should.”
“I’ve always been supportive of Brie’s career,” Sir stated. “While there have been several setbacks outside our control, there’s certainly no reason she cannot commit her time and energy now.”
“I quite agree.”
“Are you planning to release the second documentary soon, Brie?” Celestia asked.
“To be honest, I’m leaning that way, although I long to do Alonzo Davis justice with a documentary worthy of his talent.”
She felt as if she was failing the commitment she’d made to Alonzo, a man she had never met but felt connected to, by returning to the other project.
“There is enough time for everything, if you are patient,” Marquis assured Brie.
Those simple words gave Brie profound comfort. “I appreciate hearing that, Marquis.
Sir saved the master bedroom for the last of the tour and smiled as Celestia went on and on about how gorgeous their Italian-themed bathroom was.
“It’s nice, but I am noticing a curious lack of BDSM equipment,” Marquis stated. “There is plenty of space, yet not so much as a single flogger to be found here.”
Sir took Brie’s hand and kissed it. “We have an announcement.”
Marquis looked him dead in the eye. “Go on.”
“We’ve decided to leave the BDSM community.”
Celestia gasped.
Marquis Gray glanced at Brie before stating. “If that is the case, you have done a severe disservice to your sub.”
“Are you serious?” Sir scoffed.
“Completely,” Marquis said, his dark gaze focused on Sir.
Sir broke under the scrutiny and threw his head back, laughing. “Gray, do you seriously think Brie and I would give up the lifestyle?”
Marquis narrowed his eyes. “Are you making a jest?”
Sir smirked in answer before calling out, “Open. Five-two-one-one-four.”
The secret door slowly opened and Sir gestured proudly to it. “We took our example from the Gallants, as well as Master Anderson, and have hidden our playroom from the curiosity of others.”
Marquis chuckled, shaking his head as he entered the room. When he saw the bondage table, he crinkled his brow. “Is that…?”
“No, it’s a replica.”
“Ah…” He nodded thoughtfully. “Oddly appropriate.”
“I thought so,” Sir agreed, giving Brie a private wink.
Marquis glanced around their well-supplied room. “I must commend you for using the Gallants as an inspiration. They have done an exceptional job maintaining the intimacy of their D/s relationship as full-time parents.
“Oh, this truly is a wonderland, Sir Davis,” Celestia commented.
Brie smiled at Sir. “It is a love letter written in physical form.”
“It certainly is,” Celestia agreed.
Sir gave Brie a look of such tenderness, that she felt butterflies in her stomach.
