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While Gage was at his new office in IWX headquarters, Isis did as he requested, researching things she might like. She went over a list of BDSM practices she would never do first, to get that out of the way. She highlighted things that made her feel degraded, or that were just terrifying, with a note of things that were complete deal-breakers. Lucky for her the list was in line with most of the things Gage had already mentioned he didn’t do, anyway.
Next, Isis wrote a list that she thought was sexy or things she would try. After the night before, she felt maybe she could be more open to new things than she first expected. Her previous sex life was stale, and she was excited to explore a new side of herself. She had pushed down her desires for so long, this almost felt like a part of her was set free.
She was sitting on his bed with a blanket around her shoulders typing away excitedly. She always got cold easily, even though it was mid-summer and snuggled into his bed felt inviting. She finished her list and emailed it to Gage with a happy tap on the send button.
"Perfect!"
After a few minutes of not knowing what to do for the rest of the day, Isis called Holly and caught up with her cousin. Besides, she missed her kitten and wanted to check on Cello.
“What’s up, buttercup?” Holly chirped.
Isis giggled. “Good. Where is my fur baby?”
“I made slippers out of the little furball.”
“Liar. You love animals.”
The kitten popped its head over Holly’s shoulder on the couch where it had been hiding behind her.
“Awe. There is my fur baby.”
“The little monster likes to sleep on my neck.” Holly nudged the kitten with her head, cuddling it. "He's been hanging out watching old movies with me."
“I thought you said he was a monster?”
“A cute little monster. Hey, Isis. You look different.” Holly looked closer at her cell phone video chat. "Are you okay?"
“Different how?”
“Where are you? I thought you were working at IWX headquarters with Gage. That’s a bed… Oh. My. Fucking. Gosh! You got laid!”
“I did not,” Isis blushed.
“You are hooking up with Twelve Inch Gage. I knew it! My little girl is growing up.” Holly teased, wiping away a fake tear.
“Whatever. We didn’t have sex. We just... fooled around a little.”
“So oral?”
“No… yes… I don’t know. I did it for him but… not for me.”
“Lame. He didn’t get you off. I thought Gage would be a total sex god in bed.”
Isis covered her face. “We never made it to the bed. He asked me to do some things.”
Holly started laughing. “What things? I mean, besides going down on him,” Holly teased.
“To… let him watch me.”
It seemed to amuse Holly that her shy cousin was so embarrassed about talking about sex. “Relax. It’s just me. So, he had you touch yourself while he watched. So what? I have done that before. It’s hot.”
Isis rolled her eyes. “What haven’t you done? You’re a freak.”
“True. He didn’t bang you… so… what's the problem?”
“Holly, I’m nervous. He is so much more experienced than I am. I’m afraid I won’t be good enough.”
“Let him take the lead. Tell him you want him to show you what to do. Guys love that shit. So, are you dating or just fucking?”
“Sort of both. It’s hard to explain,” Isis said, fiddling with the bedsheet, and a little embarrassed of the conversation.
Holly raised an eyebrow. “Oh. I get it. He's a Dom and you’re freaking out. I told you you were submissive. Don’t worry. The secret is safe with me.”
Isis looked at the screen, and her eyes got wide. How did her cousin figure it out?
“How did you…?”
“Isis, see those wall sconces hanging over each bedpost? The things that look like doorknockers. He’s into some kinky shit.”
Isis turned to look over her shoulder. “Those are for candles, Holly. He decorated his bedroom like an old castle.”
“No, sweetie. I bet he bolted them to the wall. Those are for tying or chaining someone to the bed. You got yourself a BDSM Master. And from the look on your face, you already know that.”
“How do you know?”
Holly raised her eyebrows. “I do my research.”
“More like you have some poor unsuspecting guy tied to your bed right now. You may want to go feed the poor guy.”
“I’m not all uptight about it like you are.”
Isis scrunched up her face, seemingly unsure if her cousin was telling the truth. “Sometimes I think you are full of shit and are just as naïve about sex as I am.”
Holly rolled her eyes. “Uh-uh. I am not. Shut up. Listen, just enjoy it. This may be the guy to get you out of your shell. You’re always so uptight. You need to have a little fun.”
“You’re right. I guess I can see how it goes. You always make me feel better about these things. Please don’t tell anyone. I wasn’t supposed to talk about this.”
“No problem. You know I can keep a secret. I would never rat you out. You’re not just my cousin; you are my best friend. Anyway, I have to go. Wraith is bugging me about doing some job for him. Something about IWX and Davis Preston needing my help. I may see ya soon at the show.”
“Cool. I hope you get a contract too. Maybe one day we can be a tag team.”
“That would be awesome. Have fun and use protection. Wrap it before you tap it.”
Isis laughed at her feisty cousin as she turned off her phone. She grabbed a book and snuggled into Gage’s pillow, looking overhead at the device on the wall. Looking around, she noticed things she hadn’t before. Potential sexual devices that were almost unrecognizable to the average person. She had seen a few of them online. Maybe Holly was right. Isis was sure she would find out soon enough.
She curled up and fell asleep while reading a book. The idea of Gage cuffing her to the wall and having his way with her filled her dreams. Things were defiantly becoming interesting.
