month we have a BDSM party in the barn. It’s only for people who are interested in the lifestyle, and the entire event takes place in the barn. No one is permitted to leave during the party,” said Carey.
“It’d be interesting if you, Gaynor, and Tor came,” added Jubilee.
“Public-exhibition BDSM. I suppose ‘interesting’ is one word for it. I’ll tell the others,” said Cameron.
While one part of his brain said good-bye and thank you to Carey and Jubilee and called for the check, the rest of his brain was trying to assimilate the idea of a barn full of BDSM enthusiasts all having sex together. Mind boggling didn’t even come close to how he felt about the idea. It was almost as surprising as Tor turning into a wolf.
* * * *
Tor spent his off-shift time on Monday researching kit homes, or “modular construction units” that were delivered in pieces all precut to size and just had to be assembled. They tended to be one-person homes though, and his problem already was that the apartment wasn’t really big enough for the three of them. He understood Cameron’s wish for an office. The man had a lot of preparation to do for his cases and deserved a place of peace, quiet, and privacy to work in.
Next he looked at land sales on the fringes of the city. Unfortunately most of this land was already in neat little blocks designed for tract housing, which would be no better for them than where they were already but with a longer commute. Finally he looked at farm sales and the prices were horrendous. He’d saved some money, bought some shares he could easily sell, and Cameron had mentioned being willing to provide some money, too, but not this kind of money. It was definitely out of their price range. Plus there was still the issue of the commute.
Tor sat back in his chair and thought. Could he live in a BDSM community? He might have to give up some control to the community leaders. Could he do it? What if they didn’t accept his wolf side? What it they wanted to place boundaries on their sex? Threesomes weren’t that common, and neither he nor Cameron was gay. What about commitment? Gaynor and Cameron had agreed they would become a committed ménage, which was the next step in moving toward a permanent bonding, something he wanted above all things, but the devil was in the details. First he needed to be able to provide them with a stable home. Being in a BDSM community would be good, but how would he deal with hiding his wolf?
It was weird. He’d hidden his wolf all his life. Yet now that he’d been forced to come out, he wanted to stay out. He’d suddenly developed a fierce sense of freedom. He wanted to run without fear. He wanted to shift in his home, maybe even play with Gaynor and Cameron in his wolf form as humans and dog—not in a sexual way, just as a family. He’d never had the opportunity to play with other wolves. Gaynor and Cameron were his pack. He was the Alpha, and they were his. He genuinely wanted that to extend to the shape-shifting side of himself.
All his efforts today had come up with a big, fat zero. But there was no deadline for this project. He’d try something else tomorrow. Or possibly Gaynor or Cameron would bring home some helpful information.
* * * *
“We’ve been invited to a public-exhibitionism BDSM party at the BDSM community I’ve told you about,” Cameron said.
“What?” Gaynor’s panties were suddenly damp, her heart was pounding, her palms were wet, and her brain was scrambling to imagine what would happen at such an event.
“Tell me all about it.”
Gaynor tried to analyze Tor’s voice. He sounded bossy of course, but she thought he was curious rather than opposed to the idea.
“Carey said only people interested in the lifestyle are invited and that once the event starts you have to stay in the barn where it’s happening until it finishes. I took that to mean you didn’t have to participate but that you couldn’t quietly get your
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