A Second Chance at Submission: Chapter 5

I woke just before noon, with flashbacks of the radically erotic events of last night replaying in my mind.

This felt like a whole different take on my love of submission. What Rachel had recognized and teased in our past relationship was submission to a female led relationship. This was my voyeuristic exposure to their sex life, initially experienced through the permeating sounds in this old house. Sounds that I’d come to realize they knew I heard in my room. Now they’d upped the ante by placing me on a chair outside their door.

I assumed it had been Rachel’s idea, but the more about it, the more I couldn’t be sure. She certainly was capable. Had she seduced Chad into partaking in the adventure? Or could it have been Chad’s idea? If my assumptions about his knowledge of our past relationship and my mannerisms were right, he could have suggested it. And if he had, was it merely the fun of toying with my emotions, or was he conveying his alpha presence when it came to Rachel, and in doing so, to me?

One thing it absolutely exposed was my compliant submission to it. We may have all been under the influence, but I was the one that climbed the stairs and sat, left to envision the carnality inside. I didn’t balk or leave; I stayed. The erotic fulfillment I received was overwhelmingly positive. I just didn’t know if I had it in me to ask for more.

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