Page 48 of Possession

Chapter 27

Madeline

Ever since Iwas released from the hospital, I’d spent every night at Joseph and Nathaniel’s. We’d even discussed putting my house on the market. We’d gone to Black Light a few times, but mentally I was still recovering. So, more often than not we played at home. Tonight was one of those nights. I had a special request though that I knew wasn’t going to go over well.

“I want you to bring out your knife tonight.”

Nathaniel’s response was instantaneous. “No fucking way.”

I reached out and clasped his hands in mine. He tightened his grip to stop the tremble in my touch. Yes, I was nervous as hell. I still had the occasional nightmare remembering when Jordan sliced my throat, but I needed to do this. The three of us had been together for two months now, and not once, even before Grady, had Nathaniel brought up the discussion of knife play. He’d respected my hard limit from that first night, so I knew he wasn't trying to push me into anything, which I appreciated. But I sensed that he missed his knives.

If I were being honest, I'd done some research on it, and I could admit to being intrigued by the mind fuck behind it. Like a master at the bullwhip, I was sure the knife was like an extension of him and that he was an artist at wielding it. I think the minute I'd begun my research that my hard limit would change to a soft one. Grady had gone and fucked that up. But I refused to let him win. He wasn’t going to ruin one more minute of my life. It was time to take back the control he’d stripped from me. Nothing like tonight to take that leap.

“We both need this, Nathaniel. Your knife is a part of who you are as a Dom. You need to wield it, and I need to let you. Grady… Jordan… I won’t let them destroy this for us. I trust you, Master. With my life. With my heart. With my submission.” I held my breath while I waited for him to relent. It was his job as my Dom to give me what I needed. I’d finally reached a point where I now knew what I needed and could easily express it. It had never been that way with Vince or any of the other Doms I’d scened with. Not true soul-deep needs. But now, I was asking for this. It was probably one of the most important needs I’d ever ask be fulfilled. It was for both of us.

Nathaniel exhaled a large sigh and I knew he was going to agree. “The minute, no the second, something doesn’t feel right, I better hear your safe word or you’re going to be in for a far greater punishment.”

I squeezed his hand tightly. “Thank you, Master. I promise I’ll safe word if it becomes too much.”

His eyes darkened to pitch and his fingers twitched. “I'll assume the no blood hard limit hasn't changed."

It wasn't a question, but I responded any way so there were no misunderstandings. “Correct. No blood drawn.”

“Good, because I don’t think I could handle that even though I’m aware of the risks that can potentially, however unintentionally, occur. I’ve been practicing knife play for years, and am considered an expert. You, however, are not only new to it, but you also have the potential for a traumatic response, so an accident has the potential to happen. However, I will take every caution possible to avoid it, and I have an entire first aid kit available should a cut occur. Are you willing to accept these risks?"

I nodded and repeated my previous words. “I trust you, Master.”

“Thank you for that trust, pet. Go with Joseph, and I’ll be there in a moment.”

Joseph's finger traced down my arm, my skin pebbling in the wake of the path, before clasping my hand in his. “Come.”

He led me to his room and had me sit on the edge of the bed. He disappeared out into the hall, but quickly returned. In his hands was a spanking bench.

“You’re certainly prepared for anything, aren’t you?” I joked.

Joseph grinned. “My mother always taught me to be ready for anything.”

We both turned when Nathaniel entered the room. In his hands was a duffel bag. And what looked like a folded up tarp.

I pointed at the plastic with trepidation. “What is that for?”

Nathaniel held it up for my inspection. “Have you ever done wax play?”

“No, but I’ve watched it done. It looks like it feels wonderful though.”

He nodded in Joseph’s direction. “I thought it might be a good idea for Joseph to try out his new wax set on you if you’re agreeable. It might help your focus.”

“Oh, I think that’s a great idea.” Joseph turned to me. “I’ve been wanting to decorate your body since that first night. Will you let me, angel?”

My gaze passed between the two of them. The love and trust I felt was all encompassing. I knew they wouldn’t do anything to harm me.

“Yes, Master.” There was no other answer to give.

“You won’t regret it, Madeline.”

I remained sitting on the bed while I watched the men spread out the tarp and then place the spanking bench in the middle of it. Joseph winked at me.

“Wax can get a little messy.”

I just stared, not sure how to respond.

“You ready, pet?” My gaze darted to Nathaniel who’d placed his bag on the bedside table. I made myself look at it knowing what was inside. I could do this.

“I’m ready, Master.”

“Good. Now, strip.”

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