“Julia has been paid very well for her silence. Granted, I haven’t spent much time with her lately, but my wife needed my assurances more than my slave. She knows the price for defying me.”
“My advice, and that is what you pay me for, is for you to make a visit to her soon. The preliminaries are only a few months away, and unless we want this falling down on our heads before you win, I suggest you take care of it.”
“Fine. I’ll smooth things over, or beat her ass so bad she’ll know not to be bothering you with nonsense like this again.” The last thing I needed at this moment was an unruly slave that thought she had some type of control over me. Me! Her fucking Master. Who the hell did she think she was? Oh yes, I would have a very nice session with the little slut. One she wouldn’t soon forget!
“Good. I don’t know how you do it. This double life you lead is mind boggling.” Bentley walked over to the fully-stocked bar in my office and made himself at home.
Katherine started to wiggle in my arms and I walked over to the diaper bag pulling out a bottle of pre-made milk. When she suckled greedily, I turned back to my friend. “Emily is a completely different person from Julia. She’s sweet, innocent, and the type of woman that deserves my love and respect. Julia, on the other hand, is a dirty little slut who enjoys groveling at my feet and accepts whatever punishment I dish out because she knows it’s deserved.”
Bentley looked shocked at my confession. I, for one, didn’t see why. If Emily ever cheated on me I’d treat her the same way as Julia. But she’d been pure, and as such I’d only brought to the table a limited part of my true nature. She’d never have survived the hardcore sadist I could be when I deemed a submissive whore enough to become my slave.
“She doesn’t know you at all, does she, Jack?” I couldn’t read the emotion on his face and it piqued my curiosity.
“The side of me she knows is enough. Why do you seem so concerned?”
“Because Miss Emily seems like such a nice young woman and I worry what will happen if she does discover the real you.”
“Miss Emily? We’re not with her now, you can drop the title.” I found it amusing that my friend who was just as sadistic as I was toward women was placing my wife on a pedestal. Then it hit me. “You like her?” If my voice sounded surprised it was because Bentley was even more of a son of a bitch than I was.
“What’s not to like? As you said, she’s sweet, compassionate, knows how to show respect. You’re one lucky asshole, you know that?”
“Luck is for fools. What I am is smart.” I rocked Katherine in my arms as she fed and a fierce possessive streak moved through my mind. “She is mine, Bentley. I would warn you against getting too close to my wife.” I’d never known jealousy before, but recognized it instantly.
“We’ve been friends too long for that.” He chuckled as if my words had no merit, but that look of challenge on his face told me he lied. “Besides, I know what you’d do to her if she ever turned her eyes my way.”
That told me more than I needed to know. He was interested in my Emily. “It would be wise for you to remember what I’m capable of then.” Thinking that warning should be enough to assure he wouldn’t attempt to win her favor, I dropped it.
“I need to get Katherine back to her mother and spend some time at home. If Julia needs to be put in her place, I want to make sure I leave things in my perfect little world intact first.” With a warning look, I picked up the diaper bag and walked out of the office.
I fought to control my emotions on the drive home, but I was angry. Angrier than I’d been in my life, because I didn’t need any problems right now and Julia was dictating my actions. Add to that Bentley’s obvious infatuation with my wife and I had a slight pity for what my slave would suffer this night. My precious Emily couldn’t be held responsible and my mask would remain in place until I assured myself she was satisfied.
It took every ounce of self-control I possessed to walk inside our home and not be the piece of shit that my mind screamed for me to unleash. Even Emily’s sweet smile and warm reception barely kept my ire at the inconvenience today at bay.
She took Katherine from my arms and kissed her softly. “I’ve missed you, baby girl, did you have fun with Daddy?” I loved watching her one-sided discussions with our daughter, and marveled at the love that moved between them. “I’ll take her upstairs. She looks ready for a nap.”
My mind was in another world, and I nodded absently, watching her walk away. She always asked my opinion, and I sometimes doubted she even realized it. Emily was truly the perfect wife for me. When she walked back in alone, I assumed the nap had worked out, or the nanny had taken over.