Safeword: Rainbow (16 page)

As she drove to the rental house that afternoon she knew there was a chance Tyler might have found a position in Atlanta, but that was a two hour drive away and she knew from experience that long distance relationships didn't work. On the one hand, her heart was broken. But part of her was glad. She could too easily see herself falling into some sort of 24/7 arrangement with Tyler, and that scared her senseless. She grudgingly admitted that not being in control of whether she could empty her bladder or not turned her on in small doses, but to be that way all of the time? No, she would not fall into that kind of life. It wasn't the type of person she was.
She was a strong and independent personality, and the submissive part of herself was just an escape from that. Not to mention that it made sex an incredible experience. But she couldn't live her life that way outside of the bedroom.

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Tyler wanted to accept the job in Chattanooga. He really liked the people, he loved the offer he'd gotten, and the types of jobs they'd be sending him on were exactly the kinds of thing he wanted to do.

Was he willing to accept one of the other jobs though, if Viv was going to be living in one of those other cities? What if he accepted a different offer, and six months from now Viv freaked and ended it? He didn't know what to do. He appreciated Kirsten's insight into what Viv might be feeling. And he could see it spooking Viv if she had caught herself about to ask to be allowed to go to the bathroom when they weren't in a scene. So he was going to follow Kirsten's advice and make sure that Viv understood that he no longer wanted a 24/7 arrangement with her. He hoped that telling her he wanted to see her outside of a scene for a good part of the time they had the rental house would go a long way towards convincing her.

When he arrived at the house he saw her car in the driveway. She'd gone to the rental agency and filled out the paperwork and gotten the keys. Part of him did wish she was in there naked and waiting for him. But he knew they needed to talk first.

He walked in and took her into his arms and kissed her. He tried very hard to not make it a Dom kiss, but an I-have-missed-you kiss. She had baked potatoes in the oven and steaks marinating in the fridge, so they walked outside to turn on the gas grill and get it heated up.

"Tyler, I accepted a job position. I know we were going to give each other a list. But the truth is, there were only two real possibilities for me, and this one is everything I've been looking for. But I'm not going to tell you where it is until I see your list."

Tyler kissed her forehead and silently turned towards the house. His heart was in his stomach as he walked into the house and reached into his laptop case for his list. He came back out and handed it to her. Chattanooga was his number one pick, and then a variety of large cities around the country came next. When he handed it to her he saw her eyes go big with panic before she composed herself.

Her eyes met his. "I accepted a job with the Tennessee Aquarium. In Chattanooga."

Tyler's heart did a flip flop. He was ecstatic, but that moment of panic he'd seen in her eyes had him worried. "When do you start?"

"They want me as soon as possible. They’re going to put me up in an apartment just across the river until I can find a place of my own. I start in ten days."

Tyler looked at her, pulled Aaron Drake's card out of his wallet and started dialing Drake Security. "Yes, this is Tyler Hastings. Can you please tell Aaron that I'd like to accept his job offer?" He paused as he listened. "Yes, I should be able to start the first of next month without a problem. I will need to find a place to live, and will probably rent at first, so if you have a Realtor or rental agency that can help with that please email me their contact information... I look forward to working with you, as well."

As he hung up he reached for Viv and pulled her so they were looking at each other face to face. "Now Viv, I need to tell you something. Something I realized the day we went scuba diving, but that I don't think I've told you. You see, I realized that I don't want a 24/7 relationship with you. I love the spunky parts of you as much as I love the submissive parts of you. That's why I said I wanted time with you this evening before we even thought about a scene, because I've missed you. I've missed both parts of you, of course, and I can't wait to have you naked and in my complete control, either. But first, I wanted to see you, this part of you."

"You're not just saying that?"

"You should know me better than that by now."

Chapter Fifteen

As Viv pulled into the driveway she couldn't wait to go inside and get rid of the stresses of the day. She had been in Chattanooga for six months, and she and Tyler had lived together the past four. She loved her new job, but it had been a big transition for her in so many ways, and there was still a great deal of stress. Tuesday nights were always a scene night for her and Tyler. Assuming one of them wasn't out of town working, that is. When that happened they tried to move it to another night. They also had a lot of impromptu scene nights that came up as well, but Tuesday was the night that when she came home she knew she would be Tyler's property, owned and controlled by him, as soon as she walked in the door. Tyler had managed to rent a house that sat on five acres, so they didn't have to worry about neighbors hearing her scream. They had turned the basement rec-room into a play room and Tyler had spared no expense when it came to bondage furniture and other implements of pain. She knew something would be different tonight, but was still surprised when she saw a car and truck in the driveway that she didn't recognize. Maybe this was the reason for the conversation they'd had two weeks ago. He'd talked about taking her to a play party in Atlanta, and they had negotiated whether he could give her to someone else or not. He told her he wouldn't let someone else fuck her, but that he might want someone else to help play with her. In the end she'd realized that she trusted him to not let anyone else hurt her in a way she didn't want to be hurt, so she'd told him that as long as no one else could fuck her, and as long as she didn't have to give anyone else a blow job, she'd trust him to make the right decisions. Then he'd asked how she felt about him playing with others, and she'd agreed to the same stipulations, he didn't fuck anyone, and no one gave him a blow job, and other than that if he was invited to play with someone else, he could. After all, in their power exchange relationship, she was his property. They had also agreed that after the first play party where someone else was involved that they would talk about it again, and if they weren't happy with the way things had gone they could renegotiate.

She got out of her car and walked around to the back door. She went in the front door on the other nights, but Tuesday nights she was property, and owned property didn't go in the front door. She undressed on the back porch, folded her clothes, and walked in and sat her clothes and purse and laptop case on her desk in her office and then walked downstairs to the playroom where Tyler would be waiting for her. She saw him sitting on the leather sofa watching an older gentleman flog a woman tied to the St. Andrews Cross. The woman's back and ass and legs were pretty well marked up already. Viv immediately went to the bondage chair and put a condom on the metal phallus attached to the seat of the chair. Her instructions had been to enter the room and sit in the chair with the phallus in her pussy. She was grateful the instructions weren't to sit with it in her ass. It was very hard to sit on it and make it go up her ass the first thing without being loosened up first.

As she lowered herself onto the chair and felt the invasion of the phallus, she saw Tyler stand up and walk towards her. Her wrist and ankle cuffs were on the bondage table; he picked them up and when he reached her, knelt and silently put them on her. He then put a penis gag in her mouth, apparently he wanted to make sure she didn't try to argue or talk. And since she was gagged, he put her rainbow ring on her finger. He'd come up with the idea about a month ago. It was a ring with a button on top. She wore it on her right pointer finger, and if she wanted to safeword she used her thumb to push the button, and when she did, it activated a buzzer he'd mounted on the wall. He also had one of the vibrating buttons he could wear in his pants somehow coded to it, so they could also use it if they were away from the house.

They had also negotiated a number of punishments he could dole out without her having the benefit of a safeword: A caning up to fifteen strokes, a belting up to twenty-five strokes, a pussy whipping with one of the mean whips up to six strokes with her labia held open by clothespins. In all there were about two dozen punishment possibilities he could give her, and she'd agreed to no safeword for them. They had come a long way in a handful of months, but this was the first time that they had involved someone else in their play.

Once the wrist and ankle restraints were on, Master Tyler stood in front of her. "Viv, Master James knows all of your limits. He is going to finish up with the young lady he is working on and then he will lay her down on the daybed so she can get some rest. Then he is going to play with you. He is an expert at dispensing pain. I'm going to sit right over there and watch him hurt you."

Master James? Was this some kind of joke? That had been Tyler's name when she'd met him three years ago.

"In the meantime, he has instructions for how you are to wait for him. Please stand and come with me so I can put you in the bondage he wishes you in while you wait."

He took her to the new horse that they hadn't used yet. This one wasn't padded. Not only was it not padded, the top was in a triangle shape, so there was an edge at the apex. Not a sharp edge, but an edge. He had it near the ceiling winch, and he attached her wrists to it and then walked to the wall and pushed the button to raise her hands over her head, stopping just before she needed to go up on tiptoe. Then Master Tyler brought the sawhorse up under her, between her legs. It was adjusted low, but he started turning a crank that raised it up. He kept raising it until it was pushing at her pussy lips and he spread her lips apart and raised it a little more so it was digging into that super-sensitive skin and she had to go on tiptoe to escape it.

She stood on her tiptoes to avoid the pain of the edge digging into her as he walked to the other side of the room and returned with nipple clamps and a strap that was used for cinching things down. He placed the clamps on her nipples before running the strap over the chain that held the clamps together and then under the sawhorse and back up, buckling the strap before cinching it down. He kept going until her nipples were being pulled painfully towards the horse. If she came down off her tiptoes she could get relief on her breasts but it hurt her tender bits, and if she went up on her tiptoes she could get relief on her tender bits but it pulled painfully at her breasts. She tried to bend at the waist while going up on her toes, but the way her hands were pulled over her head and slightly back that didn't really work, either. Her Master ran his hands down to make sure that her labia were pulled on either side of that cruel edge and then went to sit down again.

She could not see Master James flogging the other woman, but could tell that it was reaching a crescendo. She hoped they finished soon; she didn't think she could stay like this long. As she went from tiptoes to flat feet, it just moved what hurt. She couldn't get relief and she honestly did not know how long she could handle this.

Master Tyler spoke again. "Viv, you are not being punished tonight, but the safeword rules you used to have for punishment are in place. You are not to safeword for pain alone. You are only to safeword if you feel that your body is actually being damaged in some way. Do you understand, Precious?"

She didn't try to talk around the gag, and just nodded her head.

Viv heard the other woman orgasm and thought with relief that this part of her ordeal would be over soon. But the other woman kept orgasming. She must have orgasmed for fifteen minutes before Viv heard the sounds of her being taken down and put on the daybed. Surely it just felt like fifteen minutes because Viv was in such pain. Surely?

Viv was still going up on her toes and back down. The pain was excruciating, but she didn't feel she was being damaged, so she didn't safeword. Finally, she felt a hand on her ass. "Your master desires to see you cry tonight. He tells me that if I let you go off into subspace that you'll just enjoy whatever pain I give you, so I must keep you from going there. In order to do this I will be stopping and giving you math problems. You are allowed three wrong answers tonight. Once I am done, if you've missed more than three of them, your Master will dispense punishment to you. The type and severity of the punishment will depend on how many you get incorrect. They will not be hard problems."

He let that sink in a moment and then continued, "I am going to remove your gag. You are not to speak words or you will be punished. You may only respond to the math questions with the answer, followed by a sign of respect. You are free to scream as much as you want, but no words may come out of your mouth."

Viv's gag was removed, and then Master James said, "I will give you the first math problem now. What is seventy-six plus twenty-three?"

Viv had to think really hard. He was right, this was going to keep her out of subspace, dammit, "Ninety-nine, Sir."

He nodded and she hoped that meant she'd gotten it right.

"Your Master has not given you permission to come. If you come then he will give me instructions as to the punishment. I've been told that I will take your ring off and put a gag in your mouth in order to give you punishment."

Viv was in agony, as he talked she was going up and down. Up on her toes, down on her feet. She honestly wasn't sure how much more of this she could take when he stepped forward and released the cinch strap pulling at her nipples and then cranked the horse down a few notches. She hadn't cried while it was happening, but the relief of it being over almost made her cry.