"Only if she doesn't have tops' shoulder."Only if she doesn't have tops' shoulder. Do you want just her to do it, or both of us?" "Both of you. Please?" he asked. "So many requests! My dance card is filling up fast. When am I going to get my beating?" I asked, mock-frustrated. He laughed and said "Don't worry, lover. We'll make sure you get what you deserve." He tapped me on the shoulder a few times. I laughed. "Okay." He glanced behind me, at a scene that was going on in one room directly off of, and open to, the pool area. "Oh, look... a fur dyeing. I'll be right back," he said, walking over there and leaving me alone, standing there. Sigh. It's okay... I'm that impetuous too, sometimes. Then I realized that Tana had released her last 'victim' as was standing by the side of the pool, drinking from a large bottle. I walked over to her. "Tana." "Ken!" she said, suddenly hugging me. "How are you? I heard you were coming to the party, but I didn't know when or if you were bringing that beautiful lover of yours." "Aaden?" She nodded. "I've seen him around here before, but I understand he only plays with boys." "Well, see, that's part of the reason I came looking for one of my favorite sadists. He wants you to whip him." She looked surprised. "Me?" "Yeah, you," I said. "I mean, unless you don't want to." "No, no, I do! I do!" she said loudly. "I just... I didn't think he ever played with females." "It's a strange request," I admitted. "He wants us both to do him. She chuckled. "I think we can accommodate him." As we stood there, I turned to look in the direction of the airbrushing room, where a tall Tindal was getting his fur bleached in preparation for a semi-permanent fur dyeing. Aaden stood watching as the first bases of paint started going over the Tindal's stomach. |