Chapter 162: Jewel
"You call it double love?" This time Jewel had to laugh.
"What do you call it?"
"Pure frustration. I slept sandwiched between the two with this t-shirt on."
"You're kidding?" Angela looked stunned. She tipped both the men's coffee cups into the sink and made herself a fresh cup. "Grab your coffee and let's sit on the couch." Angela had barely sat down when she asked the question, "So what do you know about BDSM?"
Red cheeks be damned, Jewel wanted to learn something, and her new friend was the best source. "I only know a little because I spent one night alone with Matt and he did a few kinky things."
"Of the two, I've heard Stephon's kinkier. Did you enjoy yourself?"
Her blush deepened, but she was past caring. "Yes, it was incredible."
"Thank God he did something right. I've been in the lifestyle since I was nineteen. It saved my life. Lydia actually was the turning point for me and then Damian included me in their life."
"He owns the hotel?"
"Yes, and the club, which is two floors down. He stole Lydia from one of those sleazier clubs I spoke of, brought her here, and secretly gave me a job to keep her with him. She's a Domme. Do you know what that is?"
"Stephon mentioned it, but I really have no idea what it entails."
"Pretty much anything she wants. I'm extremely submissive and I come with a lot of baggage. Lydia's kept me in line and from harming myself for years. She collared me when I needed it most."
"Collared?"
"Yes. I wear Krispin's collar now." Her fingers went to the beautiful thick silver chain at her neck. "This is my public collar and then I have a private one too."
"What does it mean?"
Angela's eyes grew dreamy. "It means I belong. Krispin takes care of my needs. He loves me, but it goes deeper than that. The collar signifies trust, communication, and fulfillment. I give him all of those things and I submit to his wants and needs."
Jewel shook her head slightly, not caring for the word. "Submit?"
"Look, the first rule is don't judge." A soft smile toned down the censure in her words. "BDSM has so many facets. Many people make up their own rules as they go along. It's about accepting other's kinks even if they aren't yours. A collar may never mean anything to you and that's okay. As far as I know, Stephon and Matt have never collared a sub, male or female."
"Matt said they aren't really gay in that sense."
"To them they're not, but to many outside our lifestyle they are. I'm not gay, but Lydia held my collar. I know it's hard to take in, but BDSM isn't just about sex. It's about kink, acceptance, and commitment, even if that commitment only lasts for one play scene. Two people can hook up, talk about what they want, plan it out, and then experience the thrill. Safe, sane, and consensual is the lifestyle motto even if you're into edge play."
"Edge play?"
Angela's laugh was delightful. "I don't have any vanilla friends and talking to you is a hoot. Edge play can be dangerous if experienced with the wrong person, but it can also be thrilling and extremely satisfying-air restriction, knives, fire, and electricity are a few types. It's when safety is most important, but both parties agree to riskier play."
"You've done it before?"
"Yes. Many times, actually. I like pain, a good mind fuck, and intense sex. Krispin had a bad experience with a sub, but he's coming back around and we're pushing the envelope more and more. He tries very hard to satisfy my hardcore needs."
"But I thought he collared you and you had to submit to what he wants."
"Oh, sweetie, he takes care of my needs too, even when it's harder for him. I feel it's a closer bond than marriage. We love each other deeply and hold nothing back."
"Are Matt and Stephon into edge play?" Jewel held her breath, afraid of the answer.
"Not that I know of. Stephon's pretty dominant and likes control. Matt tames Stephon's beast, but none of the subs I've talked to complain in any way except to want another night. You're the first woman they've ever kept in their room, wanted to take on tour, or God forbid spent a night with without having sex. They have it bad for you."
"I've known them less than a week." She put her finger in her mouth and bit her fingernail.
"Can you honestly tell me it doesn't seem like longer?"
Jewel's smile was back. "No, it seems like a lifetime."
"Then stop worrying so much. Their job is to take care of your wants and needs before theirs come into play. You need to sit back and enjoy the orgasms."
Jewel broke into laughter and Angela joined her. When she was finally able to control herself, her hand went back to her bruise. "I can't be seen like this."
"Here we go again. I'm seriously calling the big guns. Lydia will beat your ass even if you don't belong to her. Even Damian hides when she's on the war path."
"The idea of being a Domme does excite me."
"Well, maybe you're a switch."
Jewel groaned. "I'm never going to understand all this. It's like a foreign language."
"You'll get the hang of it and the most important thing to do is ask questions. If someone won't answer, or gives you an answer you don't feel right about, get far, far away from them. I accept other kinks, but I have my lines in the sand that I don't cross. Having a Dom or Domme also helps, and before anyone can approach you they need permission. There's a house bracelet you can wear that means you're new. I think it would be a good idea. Not many will walk past Lydia and approach someone under her care, but if Lydia gets involved in something we won't necessarily stay and watch her."
"Watch her?"
Angela couldn't stop laughing after that.
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