Page 6 of Any Which Way

Tonight, as I watch uninterrupted while Brynn plays with several other kitties and pups in a section of the club reserved for pet play, I’m no less in awe of the man than I had been that very first time. He carefully wields two floggers, working over the backside of a person fully at his mercy. His partner is cuffed to a wooden saltire, the person’s body lashing against each fall of the methodical flogging Kai provides to the beat of the music.

It’s practiced yet chaotic, carefully planned yet spontaneous. Powerful yet controlled in a way that intrigues submissives while making our fellow dominates want to up their game.

And in a few short days, he’s turning all that beautiful power over.

Turning himself over.

To me.

Last week, after Kai spent time sorting through the pros and cons of participating in a body liberation class with Brynn, hesurprised me by agreeing to give at least one month of classes a go. I was further delighted when he opened himself to me, sharing much of the same story he had with Brynn. Vulnerability has never come easy to Kai, so the rare moments he gives that side of himself over to me are extra special.

And when he asked me the question that still takes my breath away when I think about it, asking if I would spend the weeks he spent at class as his Dominate, we both found ourselves surprised, staring at one another with wide eyes and equally shocked expressions.

Shortly less than three years we have been together, and until the question passed his lips, I had never considered it. But once the seed had been planted, I couldn’t get the idea out of my head.

It wasn’t about the pictures.

Of course, I can’t deny the thought of Kai’s body wrapped in delicate fabric makes my stomach flutter in a way I haven’t come close to feeling since I went bungee jumping in Costa Rica on spring break my senior year of college.

But more than the adrenaline I am always chasing, it’s the allure of the man I love being vulnerable enough to admit he is overwhelmed and that he wantsmeto be the person to help clear him of his heavy mind at the end of each day. Having that power over another human is heady, an honor. It’s one of my favorite parts of the relationship I share with Brynn. And now, Kai is asking me to be the same anchor for him.

How could I have possibly said no to that?

The song in the club changes to something faster. A loudthump-thump-thumpthat reverberates through every bone in my body. Not for the first time, I wish there was a playspace where lifestylers could go in the middle of the afternoon. To hell with all these young kinksters starting parties when it’s already past my bedtime.

Something soft bumps into my leg, causing me to jump in surprise. I look away from Kai, down to find Brynn nuzzling against my calf. She’s adorable in a light pink bodysuit, fluffy tail wrapped around her thick waist, matching ears, knee pads, and coverings on all four limbs mimicking paws.

“Hey there, Kitten.”

Brynn stands from the floor, stretching out her muscles. “Sorry I startled you. I thought I could sneak over here all gracefully, but maybe I’m getting a little too old to be crawling around on my hands and knees.”

“I was seriously just thinking the same thing about the music volume in here.”

We laugh before settling back into the energy of the club, and as hard as we try to equally take in all the activities happening around us, both of our eyes continually pan back to Kai.

He sees us watching from across the room and shoots us a wink. It’s silly and sweet, everything Kai is beneath the surface of the award-winning, multi-million dollar app developer he is to the rest of the world.

“Are you nervous about this week?” My wife pulls me back to her with the question.

It might be hard to hear Brynn over the sounds of the club, but the hesitation on her cherubic face shows me even if she’s the one asking the question, Brynn needs to hear the answer to feel reassured herself.

I move to stand in front of Brynn, wrapping my arms around her waist. She tilts her head back, bringing her eyes to meet mine, waiting until I speak.

“I’m nervous about living up to Kai’s expectations. I’m a little concerned that I’m not going to be good at topping him the way I am when it comes to providing you with all the facets of our dynamic that we both find fulfilling. I’m worried you might resent me for agreeing, for taking away some of the routine youthrive on. There are a million things that I am nervous about, but none of them have anything to do with you, our relationship, or our love for one another.”

Brynn gives me a goofy smile, and I know I’ve said the right thing.

Slowly, I drag a finger down the front of her sheer bodysuit stopping at the band that holds her fluffy, white tail in place. “Now, are you ready to have a little bit of fun with me, Kitten?”

She melts against my body, trapping my hand between our torsos like the pliant little kitten she portrays. “I’m always ready to have fun with you.”

I reward her with a chaste kiss—the barest press of my lips to hers. “Good girl. Why don’t you head to the changing room and grab my toy bag. I’ll meet you at the bench.”

It only takes a few minutes for Brynn to return. I don’t miss the way she unassumingly turns heads as she winds her way through the club on her way to where I stand at a vacant spanking bench. My chest thrums with an electric energy, the knowledge that of all the people in the world, she chosemeas one of the few people to truly hold the key to her heart.

After handing me my bag, Brynn gives the bench a final wipe down, discarding the antibacterial wipe into a nearby trash bin before returning to stand in front of me, waiting for further instruction.

“You’re so obedient tonight. Is there something special you’re hoping for?”

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