Chapter 16

“Hamish, please look at me. I’m not mad. But I would have been if we hadn’t had the experience at the dungeon first. I know you are giving me what I want, and I love you all the more for doing that. There are things we do now that I never thought we would do, and the more we do, the more I want to experience. I’ve opened my mind and want to experiment more.

“Remember when we first had anal at Busselton? It was different. Average at best, and the more we do it, the more I prefer it. The orgasms I have doing anal are stronger than through pussy. It blows my mind. Yeah, I’ve become an anal girl.”

“Thank you. Finding the right guy was difficult until I came up with your brother. Sure, I didn’t want you to know. I thought you would be so mad. I was hoping to keep it a secret, so is now a good time to tell you I have a confession to make?”

“Be open and honest. We’ve only recently got engaged. Let’s not keep secrets from each other. It will tear us apart in the end if we do.”

Hamish got his phone, gave it to me, brought up a video and said, “Watch.”

After watching two porn videos of Hamish and me at the dungeon, I said, “Oh my God, oh god. Wow, fucking wow. How long have you had these?”

“Five months. I wanted to give you the best sexual experience ever when I booked the dungeon. The problem was the cost. It was four grand for the night, and there was no way I could afford that. Ha...”

“Five months ... four grand ... what the fuck. You told me you and Harry agreed on a payment plan, and why didn’t you tell me earlier?”

“Well, ... er ... um, we did. I had to agree to let Harry record us and then turn it into a porn video, post it on another website overseas, and the money he made paid off the loan. How could I tell you that? After he takes his cut, he sends the balance to me. Plus, another two videos we made at the farm are bringing in heaps of money.”

“You had us recorded at the farm? Wow ... you’re incredible. I should be mad. Seething, in a rage that you didn’t tell me, but I’m not. I know you are doing everything to please me, and I loved the experience at the farm, even if it was with my brother. And guess what ... I’ve been secretly recording us having sex in my room since the night you took me to Jessica’s. Then I edit them, cut out the faces and send them to an overseas website that promotes homemade porn. And last month, I made nineteen hundred dollars. You know what that means, don’t you? We can rent a place for you and me.”

“Is that why you wanted rough sex several weeks ago to add to your video collection?”

“Yes, it was.”

“Wow, how ironic? We both did the same thing to get what we wanted.”

“Yeah, incredible. How much have you made?”

“Four grand last month.”

“Wow, oh, wow. We can rent a place and furnish it. If we continue making this sort of money.”

“Yep, we can, and then I can set up our little dungeon to pleasure you without interruption.”

“Sounds wicked. Let’s do it.”

Over the next month, we found and rented a two-bedroom villa. Then we had fun buying everything we needed to furnish the place, turning it into our home. The following week, we threw a housewarming party, inviting our friends.

Our friends brought housewarming gifts, mainly for the kitchen, glassware, and other bits and pieces that will be useful at some stage. The drinks flowed, music played, and couples danced or formed little groups chatting when I made a bee-line for Mel. “Hi, Mel, having a good time?”

“Like wicked. It must be so neat having a place of your own, with no one telling you what to do, so cool.”

“Yeah, it is. Where’s Jason?”

“He’s over there chatting with another couple.”

“Good. I have a favour to ask, and I mean like. It’s huge. I owe Hamish big time, and I know you fancy him. What if I said you could have him or join him and me for a threesome?”

“Wow, Isabel. That’s some ask. I mean ... we’re not that close. Yeah, when we played cards, if I won, like yeah, I wanted to screw him, but you’re engaged now and like ... you’re pimping out your fella?”

“Over the past several months, my outlook on sex has changed dramatically, and I’m open to almost anything.”

“I don’t know ... what about Jason? He might not like the idea of me fucking Hamish. You’ve taken me by surprise, and I thought you and Hamish were so tight you wouldn’t envisage engaging sexually with anyone else.”

“If you don’t want to screw Hamish, would you like girl-on-girl with me? And let Hamish watch? I thought with you liking him, it would be a mind-blowing twenty-first birthday present for him. Sorry, I’m not trying to put the hard word on you.”

“Oh, like that changes everything if you want me to be a birthday surprise. Let me think about it and talk it over with Jase.”

“You could suggest to Jason another game of strip poker? That way, if you win, Jason has to go along with your choice.”

Jason and Hamish arrived together, and Hamish said, “What have you two gorgeous girls been chatting about?”

“Secret girl’s business.”

“Really? I reckon you were talking about Jason and me.”

“In your dreams, bucko. That’s for Mel and me to know, not you two.”

By two in the morning, everyone had left, leaving Hamish and me alone, and looking at the mess, we left it for tomorrow to clean up and went to bed.