Page 57 of Not About That Life
Book III – Giving Me Life
One
“You have questions,” Zerrin begins as she makes us English tea, “I hope I have answers.”
Ian and I stayed with Nick and Zerrin last night. Whitney went home to her apartment after she was done with her tasks. We stayed up until the wee hours talking about politics, pop culture, and music.
Nick and Zerrin didn’t come off as pretentious hipsters who thought they knew better than everyone. In fact, they were really down-to-earth. They got on like an old married couple. They teased and joked with each other. They finished each other’s sentences.
And that love they had….I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything like it. It was like they both worshipped the ground the other walked on. They remind me a lot of…us.
When I finally got to meet their baby boy, Pietro, I saw firsthand how devoted they were to him. Pietro was the perfect combination of the couple – he had Nick’s light eyes and Zerrin’s full lips. He’s going to be a heartbreaker when he gets older.
Today, Zerrin and I will have some private one-on-one time before I’ll meet with Nick later tonight. I plan to meet with Whitney tomorrow. “I have a ton of questions,” I begin, “how did you know you wanted to go into BDSM?”
“Well,” Zerrin sets out a variety of appetizers for us to nosh on. “I’ve always been a bit kinkier than my previous partners. I’ve always wanted to explore and try new things. One night when I was trying to masturbate, I looked up some porn and ran across BDSM. I was hooked. I wanted to try more, explore more, do more.” She sets out plates. “Nick made this for us to enjoy.”
I look down at the table and see a wide range of Italian treats of cheese, salami, and olives. There are two bottles of wine and if I wasn’t in the mood to drink, there was club soda with lime. No wonder He’s called Saint Nick.
“What have you done so far in your BDSM journey?” Zerrin asks me.
“Well,” I clear my throat, “I’ve done bondage, which I really love. Um,orgasm denialwhich I kinda love and kinda hate. And I’ve donesensory deprivation.” I try to remember the basics of it. “That’s about it.”
“Did Master Ian go over hard limits and soft limits?” She asks.
I quickly nod. “He gave me a list of things to see if I would be interested in and a contract to sign once we’re done here.”
“It’s not legal and binding. It’s just something you both are aware of as you participate with more play sessions.” Zerrin slowly chews on an olive. “Don’t be alarmed by it.”
“Did you have a contract with Saint Nick?” I ask and she nods.
“We did before but once we became serious, that contract went away. There was no need for it anymore. Nick knows where we are and where we stand in our relationship. We’ve had our ups and downs and we briefly separated for a while, but I don’t think divorce was ever an option.”
The news surprises me. They seemed like a couple who would never leave each other. “I didn’t know that. I’m so sorry for the intrusion.”
“No, we’re open about it now. We had to work through our issues. We went to therapy and we’re more communicative with each other.” She reveals a warm smile. “Plus, having Whitney around helps.”
And there’s that elephant in the room… “Regarding Whitney…?”
“I know how it looks,” Zerrin nods, “she’s not Nick’s girlfriend nor is sheourgirlfriend. She’s His submissive. She allows Him to do things I just don’t want to do.”
“May I ask what?”
Zerrin briefly looks up and contemplates how badly she wants to scare the shit out of me, I just know it. “She likes it when Nick is rough with her.”
“Rough?” I reply. “Like choking?”
“More than that.” Zerrin calmly replies and she’s okay with that shit? “I’ve tried it once and realized it wasn’t my thing, but I encouraged Him to continue it with Whitney if that’s the release He needs.”
“And they don’t…?”
“Nick is respectful to our vows and so is Whitney,” Zerrin adds, “she is seeing someone.”
It’s not a threesome; it’s a foursome. I think I’m more confused than ever. “Oh wow.”
“Don’t worry if you don’t understand it,” she replies, “it’s not for you or anyone else to understand.”
She’s damn right about that.
