She smiled, but there was a sadness to it. “I don’t want you to worry about me today, okay? Logan and I have been playing for over a year now, and he knows what I can take and what I can’t. Do you remember what I told you about Stephan being a good man?”
I nodded.
“Logan’s a good man, too.”
Again, I nodded. What was I supposed to say? I didn’t know what was going to happen, and I couldn’t change that I was worried about her.
Lily finished with her stocking and took my hand in both of hers. “Logan and Stephan want us to talk before everything gets started. When we walk back out there, I won’t be allowed to talk to you anymore, so if you have any questions...”
“You won’t be allowed to talk?”
She shook her head. “It’s one of my rules. When we’re playing, I’m not allowed to speak unless Logan asks me a direct question.”
I scrunched up my face in confusion. “Why?”
“During a scene, while we’re playing, it’s not my job to question him. I’m giving up control to him, and I have to trust that he knows what’s best.”
“But... but what if something’s wrong? What if he... hurts you?”
“Then I have my safewords.”
Pressing my lips together, I considered her words. Suddenly I realized what was bothering me. I didn’t trust Logan. Lily did. She trusted Logan like I trusted Stephan. “You trust him.”
She smiled. “Yes.”
Lily released my hands and walked over to a large dressing table and mirror. She swept her hair up into a high ponytail and wrapped a black holder around it. “Logan likes my hair up when we play. He says it makes it easier for him to grab hold of.”
She glanced at me through the mirror, and I realized she had a smirk on her face. I blushed and lowered my eyes to the floor.
“No need to be embarrassed, Brianna. I know Stephan likes hair pulling, too. And from the look on your face, you don’t mind it either.”
I shook my head but remained silent.
The next thing I knew, she was kneeling in front of me. “Don’t ever be ashamed of what you enjoy. As long as it’s something you both want, then who cares what other people think?”
“So it’s not... weird?”
“That you like it when Stephan pulls your hair? No. Not at all. I happen to love when Logan pulls my hair. It reminds me that he’s in complete control of me and my body, and that he can take what he wants from me.”
“It doesn’t... scare you?”
“Nope. Does it scare you when Stephan does it?”
“No. But sometimes... sometimes I think maybe it should?”
Lily smiled up at me. “Brianna, there are always going to be things in life other people don’t understand about you. Last year, my sister found out about my lifestyle. Logan and I hadn’t been dating all that long, and she still had a key to my apartment. She says she knocked, and when no one answered, she let herself in. When she walked into my bedroom, she found me tied to the bed, lying face up, with Logan’s cock in my mouth.”
My eyes went wide. “What...”
“What did she do?”
I nodded.
“She started screaming at Logan. Needless to say, it completely killed the mood, not that her walking in hadn’t done that in and of itself, but... Logan immediately began untying me as I tried to calm her down, but she wouldn’t listen. She pushed him out of the way and started loosening the ropes herself.”
Lily seemed to be lost in a memory for a while, so I remained quiet and waited.
“After I was free, I put a robe on, sat her down, and explained what she walked in on.” Lily paused. “She was furious.”