Matt and Stephon had called me in the morning and let me know their plane was landing at three. They were two of my original band members. They hadn't fallen as far or as hard as I had, but they had struggled to put it behind them, too. They drank a beer now and then, but our drink- and drug-induced coma days were far away.I loved these guys.We ate a light meal and played music in my room until seven. I gave them a few riffs of what I was working on and they picked up the beat and added a few twists. Blood Rights had some of the best musicians in the business. Though I wrote most of the songs, these two helped with the music. They looked rough, but their hearts were pure gold. Angela would love them when she had time to see beneath their tatted outer layers.I told them about her. Not everything, but enough for them to know I was serious. They didn't question the strength of my feelings or how quickly they had come about. They only offered support.They were really here to play i

The next two days flew by with six a.m. breakfast becoming our tradition. He wanted to know about a few of my past boyfriends and his encouragement to talk about them helped. I asked about his girlfriends. Two, he remained friends with but most were band-bunny groupies. Sex went hand-in-hand with his job. I understood but my heart ached at the thought of him leaving to tour.Like Mistress, he observed me closely, noticing each nuance even when I tried to hide it."I've had sex once since staying at the hotel and that was the first night here. I think I can play a concert or two and resist the women throwing themselves at me.""You haven't had relief since the first night here?"His face took on a red hue. "My cock has become very well acquainted with my right hand.""But you're a musician." I fluttered my eyelashes. "I thought you were ambidextrous."He pinched me under the table. "Naughty sub.""Where are you taking me on our date?""Shush, I'm keeping it a secret.""Please?"

Apprehension caused my slightly bratty wiggle against his groin when we entered the room. How would he handle me in this mood? I craved submission and knew my fear came from the undeniable need to know if this walking sex god would master me. Relief and an unstoppable wetness between my legs caused shivers to run across my body when his dominant side took control. He rebuked me with a firm swat on the ass, and stern fingers in my hair, as he continued to strip me naked.After he covered my eyes with the slip of silk, my mind drifted into pleasant bliss; my subconscious was programmed for obedience.The next touch to my body was nothing I expected: instead of warm hands, these were cold and slippery. Something - God-only-knew-what- was being slathered over my skin, but once I got past the initial shock, the sensation was not unpleasant. Still, I couldn't place the unique scent of the substance.I finally stopped thinking all together and let his callused fingertips have their way. Hi

I could feel Mistress's apprehension but she released my hand and placed it in Krispin's. "I know you can do this, Little Bird. Damian, Abigail, and I will be waiting when you return.""Thank you, Mistress." She leaned into me and took my lips in a deep kiss."God, Lydia, that's damn hot." Damian looked from me to his wife and we all laughed."I don't want her to forget who owns her." Lydia looked hard into Krispin's eyes and didn't give an inch.Krispin wouldn't back down. "You've staked your claim but I agree with Damian. Will you kiss her again when we get back? It's damn hot.""Get out of here before I drag you to the dungeon and tie you both up.""Promises, promises." He laughed.The wicked redheaded Domme slapped his ass when he grabbed my hand and walked me out.Carl drove us to the airport and Krispin took us quickly through the VIP security and then into a private lounge to wait for our plane. Damian offered his private jet but for some reason Krispin wanted to fly on

Their silliness was infectious and I made sure they got dessert. We carried it out to the pool where three gorgeous nude bodies continued their antics. They seemed so carefree, and I wondered if Krispin would normally be playing with them.He looked at me. "Do you want to swim?""Yeah, come on in and please tell us you forgot your suit." Stephon rested his bulging forearms on the side of the pool and the other two looked on with puppy-dog eyes."Leave her be, Steph, or we'll all be horny tonight." Matt yelled from the deep end."You're always fucking horny, and as soon as you're home you'll be using your fist to get yourself off anyway." Another playful round of "Dunk-the-Idiot" ensued. If my pussy singularly belonged to Krispin, I could get used to this.They finally pulled themselves from the water and joined us for still-warm chocolate chip cookies. Then they lay back on the recliners and talked about rehearsal in the morning."We're only going over the song order and doing a