Page 35 of The Ties That Bind
Brie put her food down and held out her hand. “I’m Brie. What’s your name?”
“Lily.”
Surprised to hear the name, Brie forced herself not to flinch because she didn’t want to upset the innocent girl.
“A lovely name,” Sir stated, placing a reassuring hand on Brie’s shoulder.
“Thank you, Sir Davis,” Lily replied shyly, a blush rising to her cheeks.
Sir had that effect on submissives. His natural dominance called to them, and they subconsciously reacted to it.
“Lily was just telling me she’s three months pregnant, Sir.”
His eyes softened. “I hope you are feeling well.”
“I am…now.”
“Let us know if there is anything we can do to help in the months ahead.” He glanced at Brie and smiled at her warmly.
Sir’s obvious concern for Lily’s welfare seemed to boost the girl’s confidence, and she blushed an even deeper shade of pink. “Thank you, Sir Davis.”
Brie gazed at Sir with gratitude. He had never lost his ability to read people and respond in a way that empowered them. That talent was an incredible asset in an environment like tonight.
Baron rejoined them and asked Sir, “Will you need time to set up?”
He shook his head. “No, tonight’s session is all about this…” He held up his hands. “No prep necessary.”
Brie felt the butterflies start again.
Baron slapped him on the back. “Fine, then we will start the session in five minutes.”
Turning to the group of five women and two men, Baron said, “This is your five-minute warning.”
The chatter increased as the subs finished their plates and quickly cleaned up. Brie glanced at Candy, who was grinning amid the chaos, looking every bit like a proud mom as she helped them.
Captain joined Sir. “Let me take you downstairs.”
Lily took Brie’s plate and smiled shyly at Sir as she walked away.
Placing his hand on the small of Brie’s back, Sir followed Captain downstairs.
The large room had been transformed for the session. There was now a row of folding chairs placed in a semicircle in the center of the room.
“What furniture will you need tonight?” Captain asked.
“A sturdy chair will suffice.”
Although Captain was an older gentleman, he easily picked up a large wooden chair in the corner.
“Let me help you with that,” Sir offered.
“No need,” Captain assured him. Brie watched with admiration as the muscled sixty-year-old placed it in front of the row of folding chairs. “Will this do?”
“Perfect,” Sir stated.
Minutes later, Brie heard the group heading downstairs to meet them. For some unknown reason, she suddenly felt nervous.
However, these weren’t the kind of nerves that she had when she was worried something might go wrong.
