Fortune by Annabel Joseph (ebook reader for comics TXT) 📕

you learn to do that? That would sure come in handy around here sometimes.”

Sophie smiled and shrugged. “Dave taught me. There was a guy… An ex-boyfriend he thought I might need some protection from. And he was right.”

“Oh, I’m sorry.”

“It all turned out fine in the end.” The small shadow in her gaze brightened again. “It never hurts to know how to defend yourself and it’s not hard to learn. I’m sure Ryan would teach you if you asked him.”

“That might be fun.”

“It’s definitely fun. But yeah, to be honest, Ryan was just letting me beat him. I couldn’t take him for real. He and Dave are pretty good at this stuff.”

Kat looked down with a rueful smile. “Yeah. Ryan’s so good at everything. Sometimes it makes me feel so…”

“Hopeless? Helpless? Pointless?”

“Yeah,” said Kat in amazement. “Exactly.”

“I used to feel the same way with Dave. It took me a long time to understand that he liked me just the way I was. Maybe it’s a submissive thing, always wanting to be better for your Dominant. To live up to his expectations. When really, usually, their main desire is just for you to feel loved.”

Sophie’s words made so much sense and Kat was anxious to really talk to Sophie about these matters, about Dominance and submission and relationships while she had her ear. “How long did it take? I mean, for you to really feel at ease with each other? For everything to feel…sorted out?”

“Sorted out?” Sophie laughed lightly, a sweet musical sound. “You know, we still have to sort things out. Regularly. Having Hunter really threw a wrench in things. Not that we don’t both love him to tears, but life has ups and downs. So do D/s relationships. What really matters is what’s in here,” she said, touching her chest.

Kat sighed. “My father says that exact same thing. But sometimes it seems so much more complicated.”

“It is. It’s definitely complicated. I guess all I’m saying is that as long as the love is there, and the will to be together, everything else works itself out.”

Kat and Sophie noticed the quiet and stillness at the same time. They turned to find two pairs of eyes watching them—one dark, one light.

“Look,” said Ryan. “A subby bonding moment.”

“We’re discussing what’s more important,” Sophie joked without missing a beat, “girth or length.”

“Lucky for Kat, she has both,” Ryan said, pulling Kat down to the floor.

Dave guffawed, moving up to sit beside Sophie. “I think we both know who has the King Dong here.”

Sophie shook her head at Kat. “See? It always degenerates into this. Every time. They actually measured last time and they’re nearly identical. Yes, they measured. Sad, I know.”

Ryan laughed, rolling over so Kat was trapped under him. “She made us measure ’cause we wouldn’t stop talking about it.” Kat looked up into his dark, laughing eyes. It was so fun, so novel to see him like this—boyish, silly, at ease with his oldest friend. She tried to school her expression, tried to hide the jumble of her feelings, but as always he saw right through her. “Are you having fun, Kat?” he asked. She nodded and bit her lip. His thigh moved over hers to rest on her pelvis, pinning her to the floor. “Would you like to have more fun?”

She very much wanted to have more fun, but she couldn’t quite bring herself to admit it out loud. She flicked a glance over at Sophie and Dave. They were watching from the sofa, their expressions equivocal and friendly. It was pretty clear to Kat that the decision was hers, that they were waiting for her to agree and say yes or demur and say no. She knew either way they would accept it. It was Kat who couldn’t quite accept it yet.

“Answer me, Kat.” Before her eyes, the boyfriend transformed, by degrees, into the Dominant. The face rearranged into more severe lines and the voice grew slightly deeper. “Would you like to have more fun? It’s totally up to you.”

She only paused a moment before she answered. “Yes, I would like to have more fun,” she said quietly. “Yes Sir.”

Chapter Ten

It was actually Sophie who undressed her when they went into the bedroom. Well, Sophie undressed first while Kat watched, too anxious to do anything but stand and shake. Then, looking at Sophie’s pale, shapely body, her nervousness gave way to a sad curiosity. Sophie’s body had scars. Lots of them. She remembered Sophie’s words from before. Dave taught me. There was a guy… An ex-boyfriend he thought I might need some protection from.

“Dave didn’t do this to me, Kat,” Sophie said.

Kat shook her head, swallowing through the lump in her throat. “Of course not. No. I’m… I’m sorry to stare. I’m just…sorry.” Kat thought about her own “problems”, her self-absorption and petty ennui. She thought with shame that her problems were nothing beside the pain etched in Sophie’s skin.

Sophie smiled and shrugged. “I’m over it. Ancient history. I’m okay now.”

While the girls talked quietly, Ryan and Dave pulled the comforter off the bed and then went through Ryan’s drawers sorting through various implements and toys. Paddles, whips, nipple clamps, cuffs and dildos were tossed onto the bed. Sophie took off Kat’s shirt and bra and then helped her shimmy out of her jeans.

“It will be so amazingly fun. You’ll see,” she reassured Kat with a sparkle in her eyes. “It’s almost too fun when the two of them get going.”

“I bet.” Kat’s voice sounded tight even though she wanted to sound casual, to take it all in stride as easily as Sophie. Group sex wouldn’t be easy for her but she still wanted it. She was scared but she was hot. She looked at Sophie apologetically.

“If they want us to do stuff together… I’m not a lesbian. Or even bi really. Nothing personal.”

Sophie laughed her light tinkly laugh. “I’m not either. It won’t matter. I’m sure they’ll be mostly interested in burying