A Bigger Stage

[AndreaSubbie]

Rosi laughed at herself, wanting to de-intensify everything.

"No, honestly, it's ok. I can keep going. I might need a few tissues to er, mop up just how intense it got, if you follow me?"

"Can we just hug for a minute. I'm almost there," and Rosi gazed at each of the girls with undiluted hero-worship.

Drawing a deep breath, Rosi let go of her support, tightened the belt around the unfastened coat.

"Agent Rosi reporting back for duty, Control."

 

[Blase]

That evening

It was 8:30pm, and everyone was back at Sarah's place.

The second half of the mission had gone well: Owen seemed to be bearing no grudges, having been reassured that he hadn't been the victim of some sort of joke.

"OMG, Cindy," Sarah said, "what you did...!"

As was often the case, Rosi had probably gotten the biggest surprise. As the three had stood at the counter with Rosi in the middle, Cindy had done a fast scan, taking in the empty restaurant, as well as the empty street outside as seen through the cafe's window, and chosen that moment to lift the hem of Rosi's coat up to her waist, baring her bottom - so far as Rosi knew - to all and sundry.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

"Yes, Cindy, what you did!" Rosi protested, but was laughing at the episode.

"I was just paying for coffees, my hands already occupied, trying to hand over the money and that piece of paper Sarah wanted me to give Owen!"

Sighing in mock exasperation, as if she didn't know what to do with her two very dear friends, Rosi added, "at least Owen didn't freak out or run away, or get upset about what happened, you know, that other time," and she smiled to herself at how almost friendly the shy barrista had been.

But the real big deal was how bold her friends were getting in exposing Rosi in public, in places where she could be seen from other buildings, or the street, or windows opposite. And the more bold they became, the more Rosi was liking it. Surely it was all going to come crashing down on her?

 

[Blase]

"Well, I think having your hands occupied just then was sort of the point," Sarah laughed.

"Not that Cindy expected you to do anything other than stand there and let yourself be shown, of course. That's just your normal, appropriate obedience, after all."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

"Yes, it is, isn't it?"

Rosi smiled affectionately, glancing from Sarah to Cindy and back. They were such fun to be with. Such good friends to each other. Good friends to her.

It was truly amazing that they'd allowed her into their special relationship. She was happy not being an equal, would probably find that scary, too much pressure.

This, on the other hand, was perfect. She knew her place. Rosi curled herself up on the floor by their feet.

But ... at the risk of disrupting the 'Perfect,' she asked again, tentatively, in a small voice that they could pretend they hadn't heard,

"Please may I have a collar and chain?"

 

[Blase]

Once again, Sarah took the lead. "Well, we should probably talk a bit about what a collar means, kitten."

"Some people use collars as a sign of 'ownership'; a relationship between a Dominant and a submissive where the submissive is committed to serving or playing with only that particular Dominant. At least, unless other play happens with the Dominant's permission, or on the Dominant's orders."

"Cindy and I don't really believe in things like that. While we would prefer that you only play with us for awhile, because you're learning, there will almost certainly come a time when you want to play with others, or get into a relationship with someone else. And at that point, Cindy and I won't hinder you. Neither will we insist that you give us up, if you don't want to. We have what's known in some circles as an open polyamorous relationship: Each of us accords the other the freedom to be close to other partners - though we try to keep things within the bounds of safety and sanity."

"We're more concerned about the safety aspect, though," Cindy chimed in. "Sanity can be overrated, sometimes."

"I'm pretty sure Rosi figured out our stance on that when we tried to feed her to a barista," Sarah said dryly.

"But in any case, kitten, she continued, "as long as the collar is understood to represent a bond of affection and intimacy between the three of us, but not ownership... Cindy and I would be happy to have you wear our collar."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

"Wow!"

Rosi congratulated herself on not saying, 'oh', and then tried very hard to understand what she'd just been told.

She reckoned she'd got it. And she also knew she hadn't really understood what she'd asked for.

"I didn't know it could hold so much meaning?"

She thought some more.

"Um, a bond of intimacy and affection, yes, but also of security. I feel safe with you two. I loved Cindy's drawing; so much I'd like a copy of it to frame. For me, it's about being protected, guided, taken care of, nurtured. I don't mean being provided for, I'm not on the take. I mean emotionally, sexually. I don't need to wear it all the time, but when I get scared or insecure I want to feel it round my neck knowing it means either or both of you are holding the chain that attaches.

"I know everything changes and grows, but I'd like to think we'll be special friends forever, as much as you want. But at a time when I've been alone and vulnerable you've both been there for me, giving me the support and friendship and growth that I need.

"And I think wearing your collar, the way you describe it, is something I need. A boundary, a security, a commitment of sorts. A trust."

Rosi lapsed into silence, hoping she hadn't spoiled the moment, hadn't said too much, hadn't let her own eagerness get the better of her.

Changing the subject, she added, "I enjoyed our little surprise photo shoot and video today," and she smiled again at the memory. "What should we do with all the photos and stuff we're collecting?"

She looked up at them both from her place lying on the floor below where they were seated on the sofa.

 

[Blase]

"Of course things like that can be loaded onto a memory card and viewed on the device of your choice," Sarah said.

"That little note I had you give Owen earlier is another possible answer."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

"Hm," Rosi mused, very aware of what the note had seemed to imply, but a little nervous about it as well.

"Can you tell me more about that? It looked like a Log-in to a website?"

Rosi wondered what might happen to her pictures once they got on the Internet.

 

[Blase]

"Why don't you have a look, kitten?" Sarah said.

She picked up her phone and sent the same information to Rosi that the latter had earlier in the day risked exposure to pass to Owen. When Rosi clicked on the link and entered the login credentials, she found herself looking at a partial version of one of her nudes.

"That's your private Dropslot account," Sarah told her. "As of right now, only you, I and Owen know the credentials to view it."

"Remember, I had the right to show your pic to one person: I chose Owen, but I also chose to crop your head out of the shot, just to be safe."

"Whether anymore pics get uploaded, or anyone else gets access remains to be seen."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

"Oh my!"

Rosi felt that familiar rush of excitement, and something more.

"Oh, wow!" She looked up at Sarah and Cindy, her eyes shining, and quickly sat up straight, cross legged on the floor facing her friends.

"Now this is, I dunno, but something special. Um, can you make it so anyone allowed to see it can leave comments? Who else should we let see this? What other pictures can we put up?"

Rosi stared at her single photo, a thrill sending tingles all over.

"I know we need to be a bit careful, that 'safety' thing if not sanity, but oh my!"

 

[Blase]

"Remember, there are already people around the world who know your face, kitten."

"From here on, you'll have some decisions to make about just what kind of image you want to have."

"Remember that once a photo is uploaded somewhere, there's really no taking it back," Sarah warned.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

"Yes, yes, I know, but I mean, this is, well .."

Rosi stared some more at her picture, almost sorry that her face had been cropped. Almost. It did mean they still had control over this.

"Ok, so I think we should send my Manager a link to this, don't you? I mean, at the moment it belongs to you, and I'm not suggesting anything, but, um, if we let anyone else see stuff, as you say it's all part of my image?"

She gazed again at the photo, knowing it was actually out there, on the internet, available, even if on limited exposure at the moment. And faceless.

"Safe but not sane ... that's the guidelines. But um, the reality is that there is footage of me performing nude on The Choice, and I have no rights or say in what happens?"

She again looked up at Sarah and Cindy. "This needs thinking through, and then we make a decision?"

 

[Blase]

"Right, kitten," Cindy spoke up. "I don't think you need to make any decisions tonight."

I had a couple questions, though."

"Do you know what your birthstone is? Or do you have a favorite kind of stone? What's your favorite color?"

 

[AndreaSubbie]

"Um, I've no idea about my birthstone, but for gems and colours, I do like Topaz, and my name is Diamond, does that help?"

Apart from jeans, Rosi was aware that she wore nothing in that pale translucent blue that was topaz, but hey, you don't always wear your favourite colours, do you?

"So yeah topaz and a kind of pale blue?" She again looked up at them with a slightly confused expression, having no idea where this was going.

 

[Blase]

"Okay, I can work with that," Cindy said confidently.

"Just trust Cindy, kitten," Sarah said. "You know she always has great ideas."

"Well, except for the time with that mariachi band - "

Cindy grabbed Sara's wrist, fixing her with a steely gaze.

"You. Swore."

"Oh, wow, look at the time!" Sarah said suddenly.

"Probably almost time for all of us to get to bed, right, Cin?"

And all at once, another evening was drawing to a close.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Rosi didn't want to presume, and didn't feel like she could ask in case it sounded like she was trying to force things, but she wondered, hoped, they'd all three sleep in the same bed together.

Trying to cover her uncertainty she hurried off to use the bathroom and brush her teeth, returning in just her briefs and decided she would probably be sleeping in the guest room again.

Setting her phone to charge, she went to bed, covering herself with a comforter.

It was kind of Sarah to let her stay. Rosi intended to be as little trouble as possible.

Her mind wandered to mariachi bands.

 

[Blase]

The next evening

Sarah and Rosi got Cindy's text at the same time.

ETA 30 minutes. Bringing Chinese food. Anyone have any preferences?

Beef lo mein? Sum yung gai?

 

[AndreaSubbie]

"Hey Sarah, did you see Cindy's text?"

Rosi sent back, "Anything you like, you know I trust your judgement "

She wandered in from her bedroom to help set up, looking forward to being part of the threesome and still incredibly honoured that Sarah and Cindy were letting her be their friend.

"Ok, so what do you need me to do to help?"

 

[Blase]

Sarah turned to look toward Rosi.

"Well, if you wouldn't mind setting the table after you kiss me..."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

"Are you kidding? You know I'll kiss you anytime, anywhere!"

And smiling happily, Rosi came over to Sarah, placing her hands softly on the woman's shoulders and parted her lips slightly. She leaned in and let their mouths brush, closing her eyes to savour the delicious sensations already running through her body.

She wondered if Sarah knew just how much she made Rosi melt with every look, every touch, every command.

 

[Blase]

Sarah returned the kiss for a few moments, then stood back, considering.

"Hmm, I was trying not to be a stereotypical Domme," she told Rosi.

"But what the hell. You don't need clothes on to set the table or to eat."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

"Of course, my delectable goddess," and stepping back Rosi dropped her eyes, pausing for just a moment with her hands behind her back.

She was discovering how such simple gestures got her in the mood, how she relished them.

Pause completed, Rosi lifted her tight cream t-shirt by its hem and over her head, dropping it on the floor, her obvious bra-less state confirmed. Undoing her jeans she slid them together with her briefs to her knees, kicking her way out of both to stand naked before her Domme surounded by discarded clothing, a tell-tale glint decorating her dark trimmed bush.

 

[Blase]

"Good girl, Rosi," Sarah said as Rosi stood naked.

"Why don't you put your clothes away in your room, then set the table before Cindy gets here."

"Let's present her with a tidy little domestic scene."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

"Yes, my goddess," and Rosi did a little bobbing curtsey like she'd seen maids do in old films, then hurried to carry out her orders.

Back in the room Rosi set the table, wondering if she should tell Sarah how much even simple orders like 'set the table' turned her on.

By now the evidence was making her inner thighs slick and glistening.