Theirs (Possession #2)

22. Genevieve

22

Genevieve

T he Atelier was busy for a Thursday night, but it was Tied Up Thursday, and it never failed to bring in a crowd. I walked around saying hello to a few people before heading to the bar.

“Mistress, you look lovely.” A man leaned against the bar right next to me.

“William!” I smiled, hugging him. “Long time no see.”

“It's been too long, I haven’t had a reason to fly to Denver and I’ve missed it,” he said, as we pulled away and I admired him.

William was one of my Subs once upon a time until he left for California to open up a tech business in Silicon Valley. It had been years since I had seen him, and he had changed. California had been kind to him, and he looked to be in really great shape.

“How are you?” I sat down on the bar stool, and he did the same.

“I’m great,” he said, looking shy.

“Just great? I thought I taught you better than to be aloof when I asked something,” I teased, grabbing his bicep as he blushed. I was right. William had definitely gained some muscle.

“I… I think I’m a little taken aback. You’ve only grown more beautiful,” he said, biting his lip.

God, I missed how easily it was to rile this man up. He was a great Submissive, only second best to Easton, and when he left, I was gutted.

“William, you flatter me,” I said, feeling a blush rise. “So, let me ask you again. How are you??

“I’m really good,” he smiled, and that's when I saw the collar on him.

“William, did you get collared?” I almost squealed seeing a necklace.

“Yeah, I did.” He blushed. “She’s back in San Jose, but I wanted to come check out this place, you know, for old time’s sake.”

“Are you being a bad boy? Does she know you’re here?” I smirked.

“She does, she actually told me to tell Vincent ‘Hello’,” he said, looking around. “I heard he just came back to Denver.”

“He just did this summer,” I said, looking around, wondering if Vincent was going to make it tonight or if he was shacked up with his two Subs.

“Great, I had a proposition for him too.” He was still looking around until he looked at me.

I raised my brow at him.

“Not like that,” he chuckled.

“I mean, I wouldn’t judge you, but I’m sure your Mistress would not appreciate it,” I said, really happy he had found someone and it made me miss Luke and Camila, wishing they were here.

“She would tell me to film it.” We laughed until I saw Vincent.

“Speak of the devil,” I said, as he walked up to us.

“Hello, gorgeous,” he said, kissing my cheek.

“Hello, you remember my old Sub, William,” I said.

“Wow, William, you sure look different, and I see you've been collared,” he said, shaking his hand.

“Yeah, she’s back in San Jose,” he said. “Kiera told me to tell you ‘Hello’.”

“Kiera Morton?” Vincent looked shocked.

“Yeah,” William said.

“Oh, now I remember her saying she had a Sub who worked in Silicon Valley,” Vincent said, rubbing his jaw. “You work in tech, right?”

“Yeah, I was actually hoping for a moment of your time, we have a business endeavor that might be up your alley,” William said, and I was proud of how confident he looked.

“Yeah, let's head into my? office,” Vincent said. “I’ll see you in a bit.”

Vincent nodded at me.

“Of course I’ll be here,” I said, standing to give William a hug.

“It was good to see you,” he said, hugging me tightly. “I hope we see each other soon.”

“Me too,” I said, sitting back down as they walked away.

My heart warmed at seeing William. I never thought I would see the day I was ok seeing him walk away, especially to another Madame. I sighed as I waved down the bartender and ordered a champagne. While I waited, I checked my phone, smiling when I saw a few texts.

Camila: Another toy came in, I think we need to break it in.

Luke: Please don’t tell me it is one of those cock cages because I draw the line there.

I chuckled.

Camila: God no, I thought we agreed that was weird or are we team cock cages now?

Me: I wouldn’t be opposed to seeing Luke in one lol

“Here you go,” the Bartender said. “Can I get you anything else?”

“That’s all, thank you.” I smiled, looking back at my phone.

Luke: No

Luke: Hell no.

Luke: Not gonna happen.

Camila: Come on, Luke, maybe we can order a few and you can model them for us.

Camila: A cock cage runway.

I laughed out loud, looking around, hoping no one had seen or heard me. It was unbecoming of a Mistress.

Me: That sounds like a lovely way to spend a Saturday evening. How soon can we do this?

Luke: I regret this agreement. I didn’t realize I would be coerced into a cock cage runway by my wife and Mistress.

I laughed again.

“I never thought I’d see you giggling at your phone like you were texting a boy you liked.”

I looked up ready to snap at them when I saw Hunter Riggs. It seemed tonight was a night of old friends and lovers. When I was a budding Mistress, we had slept together a few times and realized we did not work out, even though he was a switch. After that, we stayed friends even though he constantly moved around since he was a hockey player. It had been months since I had seen him.

“Look what the cat dragged out of the bag,” I smirked. “What brings you here?”

“I missed you,” he said, leaning in to kiss my cheek.

I laughed. “You could have called and told me you had a game. I would have gone to see you.”

He shrugged his shoulders, wincing.

“What happened?” I touched his arm.

“I was body checked in Philly a few weeks ago, dislocated my shoulder,” he said, rolling his shoulder. “I’ve been benched till next week when I can get another scan to make sure it's alright.”

“Shit, are you alright? No concussion?” I looked him over.

“No, just my shoulder,” he said with a somber expression, looking down at the bar.

“Hey, what's wrong?” I grabbed his chin to look at me.

His honey-colored eyes looked defeated.

“I’m old, Genny,” he said, pulling away.

“If you're old, then I’m old too,” I said, trying to lighten the mood.

“You don’t look a day over thirty,” he said with a small smile.

“Damn right, I don’t,” I said, seeing our teasing wasn’t helping. “You're not old Hunty, what's been happening?”

“I’m probably going to get traded, again. I don’t think the Fireflies are going to renew my contract,” he said, biting his lip. “The last few years of my hockey career aren’t what I thought they would be.”

“Are you thinking of retiring?” The R word was never spoken, but it wasn’t the first time he had thought about it.

“Maybe. My body hurts, injuries are taking longer to heal, but dammit,” he sighed. “I wanted one championship cup.”

“Next hit could be even worse,” I said, pulling him into a hug.

He came willingly and squeezed me tightly.

“Enough about me. Who were you texting?”

He pulled away, but only on one side, so we were still close together. I sighed, debating whether or not I wanted to say anything, but I knew he would pester me until I told him something.

“This new couple,” I said, trying to be vague.

“Is it the same couple I saw in the summer?” He waved down the bartender.

“New, that couple left for a new city,” I said, taking a sip of my champagne.

“How is that contract going?” he asked after asking the bartender for a tequila club soda.

“That's the thing, we haven’t signed a contract yet,” I said leaning into him, picking off imaginary lint from his jacket.

“Oh, Genny, what's going on?” He tilted my head up.

I shrugged, “I don’t know.”

“You don’t know, or you don’t want to talk about it?

“They are different,” I whispered.

“Awww, Genny, is this more than a contract?” He squeezed me.

“I don’t know, this has never happened before, but I think it might be,” I said, taking a deep breath. “I really like them in bed and out of it.”

“Wow they must be pretty amazing,” he said, getting his tequila from the bartender.

“They are,” I said with a small smile.

“I want to see them,” he said, pulling away. “I want to see who has you all tangled up like this.”

I chuckled, opening my phone seeing more texts from Camila and Luke, but two caught my eye.

Camila: You coming home tonight?

Camila: Sorry I meant coming over.

“Coming home?” Hunter leaned over my shoulder.

“She made a mistake,” I said, but Camila was calculating, and I knew she knew what she was doing.

“Nah, my guess is she is the bratty Submissive,” Hunter chuckled.

“Close. Bratty Switch,” I said, opening up my photos.

“Genny, are you dating Luke Malone?!” Hunter yelled.

“How the hell did you know his last name?” I snapped.

“Oh, sweet summer child, do you really not know who he is?” he smirked.

“He played football,” I said, still confused.

“Oh, honey, this man was one of the highest paid wide receivers before he got injured,” he said like I should have known. “Luke Malone is a big guy and in theory he shouldn't have been one of the best wide receivers, but the man was fast.”

“Oh,” I said, still not knowing what a big deal this was.

“You're so clueless, I love it. I’m just saying that man has broken football records, was paid millions of dollars and you have him on his knees, simping for you,” he said a little too enthusiastically.

“Hunter he is such a good Sub, and his wife is bratty, dominant and submissive,” I said, looking at the photo again. “It's a combo I wasn’t expecting, but dammit it's so good.”

“I bet it is,” he said with a mischievous smile. “Can I watch, I love to see a big powerful man on his knees.”

“He looks so fucking good on his knees, Hunty,” I sighed.

“Damn, please bring them back tomorrow or fuck fly them to Philly and take them to the club there,” Hunter said with a cheeky grin.

“You’re the worst, but Camy loves to watch and I’m sure with some coaxing I could get her to fuck in the room along with Luke.” Just thinking about it made me excited. I loved when people watched me.

“Don’t tease me with a good time,” he grinned. “I love to see this side of you, dating looks good on you.”

“We are not…”

“Genny, she just asked you if you were coming home? Are you telling me you have not slept over before?” He raised his brow at me.

“Oh, shut up, no one asked your opinion.” I pushed his shoulder.

“Seriously, it’s nice to see you like this,” he said, looking wistful. “Being single this long is hard, and I know you’ve had really great Subs who have left. I know that's been hard for you.”

“We don’t talk about feelings, so stop,” I said, avoiding that hard truth. “I’m all feeling-ed out.”

“Oh, come on, it's fun teasing you.” He smirked and pinched my cheek.

“Stop it, Cunty Hunty!” I yelled making sure the people around us heard me.

“I hate when you call me that,” he growled.

“Hey, if the shoe fits, Cunty Hunty.” I pinched his cheek. “Plus, one day you are going to find someone, and I will get my sweet revenge.

“Never, Genny, at least not while I’m in the game.” he shrugged. “Hockey life is too busy.”

“Is that the real reason?” I pressed.

“It's the biggest reason,” he said, looking uncomfortable.

“I guess if you don’t find anyone, I’ll invite you to my throuple,” I joked.

“You promise?” he laughed.

“I have to take a vote first, so we will see if they want you,” I smirked. “Maybe Vincent will take pity on you and you can join his throuple.”

Vincent walked up to us, hearing his name.

“I already have two brats at home, I can’t make room for another one,” he chuckled.

“Aww, come on Daddy you can make room for me,” Hunter joked as they hugged.

“Not you too,” he grumbled.

“Embrace the daddy vibes Vincent,” I laughed. “I mean you definitely give the whole, ‘I will sit you on my lap to spank you’ vibe.”

“I’m only daddy to two people and that's it,” he said looking around the club. “Never thought I would see The Atelier’s well-known Madame and Dom, be tied down.”

“Oh hush,” I said.

“I know, who would have thought Luke and Charlotte, would?—”

“Wait, Charlotte?” I interrupted him. “Who is Charlotte?”

“Luke's wife,” he scowled at me.

I laughed. “Vincent, you are getting old, her name is Camila.”

His eyes widened. “Fuck, I thought her name was Charlotte.”

Hunter and I laughed while Vincent glared at us.

“Ah, poor daddy is getting too old to remember names now,” Hunter teased him.

“Don’t start with me, Hunter. I’ll smack that ass, while I leave you tied up all night,” Vincent clipped.

Hunter stopped laughing. “Yes, Daddy.”

Vincent rolled his eyes as I laughed. I spent the rest of the night with Hunter and Vincent watching a Shibari tutorial. I didn’t realize I missed my friends so much and I was so glad we were together for one night.