Chapter 22: New Living Arrangements

During the week that Drax is away, Mistress Xara and I experiment with various ways to manage our dominant-submissive relationship. We both need to work during the day, so any symbols of my submission must be invisible to a casual observer. We settle for my having a tattoo in my pelvic region. A day later I’m sporting a small dragon tattoo above my freshly shaved cunt, and another on the back of my left shoulder. The first tattoo was Mistress Xara’s idea, while the second tattoo was entirely my own decision.

At home my submission is simply a continuation of what we have already developed. The only visible change is that my collar and cuffs are now locked in place with tiny padlocks. The keys to the padlocks are stored in a small box with a timer-controlled locking mechanism. This means that I am imprisoned in the collar and cuffs until a set time. By setting the timer for dawn it also means that I can release myself in the morning without disturbing Mistress Xara’s sleep.

There’s no suggestion on Mistress Xara’s part that our sexual games will cease when Drax is here. That means that we will need to settle our sleeping arrangements by the time Drax returns. I’m slightly surprised by Xara’s assumption that Drax will go along with what she proposes, but she obviously knows him better than I do. I’m attracted to the prospect of having sex with both Drax and Mistress Xara, but I’m still wary of coming between them, and triggering any form of jealousy. Mistress Xara seems less concerned with the emotional consequences, and more with the practicality of three of us sharing a double bed.

We have a plan of sorts worked out by the time Drax is due to return. I think Xara has been eager to make the changes as soon as we devised a plan. However, she agreed to my suggestion that she obtain Drax’s consent to the revised sleeping arrangements before we start moving furniture. I feel a bit foolish when Drax readily agrees to Xara’s plan. Perhaps I should have trusted her instinct in the first place.

There isn’t a lot of space in the bedroom. However, by sliding the double bed so that one side is against the wall, it is possible to fit my bed next to it. The gap between my bed and the open side of the double bed is just about wide enough to navigate without pushing against either of the beds. Of course, making the beds will be difficult with both beds flush against a wall, but since making the beds is part of my household duties, neither Drax nor Xara are concerned about that.

I’m nervous about having sex with Drax, despite Mistress Xara’s consent. Fortunately, Xara resolves my hesitance by fastening my cuffs to the corners of the double bed and then arousing me until I’m squirming and pleading to be fucked. That’s when Xara has Drax step forward and plough my innards with his solid shaft. I’m too far gone in ecstasy to worry about how Xara feels about seeing her husband fuck their submissive slave. The experience is heavenly, and I don’t hesitate to push my tongue into Mistress Xara’s cunt when she straddles my face and practically shoves my mouth into her cunt. Drax continues to fuck me while fondling Xara’s tits. I allow my body to be used like a toy and I simply obey whatever instruction is directed at me.

“Please may I come, Mistress?” I gasp as Drax’s cock slides back and forth in my well lubricated innards.