Tamed by Texans (Doms of Destiny, Colorado 5)

“We might be two people, but we share everything,” he told her. “We’ve had to, Jena. You heard what we’ve been through. Biology won’t change a thing when it comes to our babies. They will be ours, just like you, just like Kimmie.”

“This all sounds wonderful, guys, but I still am not sure how I’m going to break this to my mom. She’s from a different era.”

“Maybe so, but she is your mom,” Sean said.

Matt stroked her hair. “I bet she’s tough as nails.”

“She is tough. Very.” She set down her empty cup.

“She’s probably one of the most understanding people around.” He grabbed her hand and squeezed. “You, your mom, and Kimmie have had to suffer through so much, but you did it together. If you’re anything like your mother, which I’m certain you are, she only wants you to be safe and happy. Right?”

“That does sound like her. She’s given up everything for me and Kimmie.”

He cupped her chin. “I don’t think there will be a problem then, sweetheart. This is not only forever. This is happily ever after, princess.”

“Okay, Master,” she said. “Which brings me to my next question. How does someone join the club? You are members, right?”

He smiled and turned to Sean, who was also beaming. “Yes. We’re members.” God, Jena was the cutest thing ever. “Why do you ask?”

“You know. You promised to show me some things about the BDSM lifestyle.” The sweet little vixen smiled. “How about now?”

“Well, okay then,” Sean answered. “This is the best way to start the day.”

“Be right back.” Matt leapt from the bed, excited at the prospect of continuing her training. He went into the sex closet, as he and Sean had dubbed it. This needs to be mild. We’ve only shown her a little of the lifestyle. He grabbed a paddle, handcuffs, and a vibrator.

When he got back to the bedroom, Sean already had Jena out of the bed and on her knees.

His cock stirred at the sight.

Sean looked at him. “I was telling this newbie submissive about some of the protocols.”

“Excellent.” He walked behind her, placing the toys on the bed. “Tell me what you know so far, sub.”

“Yes, Sir. Master Sean was reminding me about my safe words.” She fired off a pretty good definition of what they were.

“Very good.” He stroked her hair, tugging on it slightly. “Look at me.”

She gazed at him with her green eyes. Her cheeks were flush and her breasts were heaving. She was into this and that made him even harder.

“At the core of this lifestyle is trust. Everything about it hinges on that. Tops must earn their bottoms’ trust, but it is a two-way street. There is no scene that is better than any other scene. Some Doms and subs play only a step or two above vanilla, but they still have wonderful sex lives and long-lasting relationships.”

“I’m ready, Matt.” She pursed her lips. Her impatience was going to get her into trouble. “I get how this works. Let’s get on with it.”

“No, you don’t.” He reached down and pinched her nipples. “You have no clue.”

Her eyes widened, and her lips thinned. But she didn’t say a word.

He smiled, releasing her tiny buds. “Silence. Very good.”

“She’s got the heart of a sub,” Sean said. “And the body of a goddess.”

“Try to hold back on the compliments, bro. This one has a whole heap of defiance we’re going to have to work on.” He bent down so that their eyes were locked, making sure to keep his body slightly above her. “I pinched your nipples to get your attention, baby. You made two errors. One, you called me by name. When we’re in play or a scene, that won’t be tolerated. You may refer to me as Sir or Master. To differentiate between Sean and me you may add our names after. For instance, you may call me Sir Matt or Master Matt. Got it?”

“Yes, Master Matt.”

“Two, you tried to take charge. I won’t let you get away with that. Understand?”

She nodded, but he could see the fire in her eyes.