Lucy glances at me again. “I’m not surprised. He’s not going to reward you for bad behavior.”
“Does Master Roman make you stand in timeouts?”
“Yes. Naked, usually.”
I blow out a breath. “They must have a monthly Daddy meeting to discuss these things and plot our demise.”
Lucy giggles. “I don’t misbehave often because I don’t like to be ignored or sent to my room or spanked and left hanging without reaching orgasm, but I know some girls thrive on that. Daddy says Master Kellen won’t stand for bratty behavior though.”
I shake my head. I already know he won’t. He’s made that clear. It kind of scares me. Would he send me away and end our experiment if I’m not good? I pick out a crayon, and for a few minutes, we color in silence. I have a lot of questions, but I’m struggling to put them into words. Finally, I ask one. “Why do you choose to live like this? Abby says you’ve been with Master Roman five years. That’s a long time to live as a little girl.”
She sets her crayon down and puts her elbows on the table. “Everyone is different, but for me, I like the comfort of knowing someone else is taking care of everything. I don’t have to worry about anything at all. Granted, things changed some when I finished college and went to work full-time. I had reached a point in life when I needed more. I needed both. So, I get up in the mornings and dress professionally and spend forty hours each week in the adult world.”
“It must be weird to switch back and forth.”
“Not really.” Lucy shrugs. “It’s like anything else. For example, some people might cuss at home but wouldn’t do so in the office. When I get home, I turn myself over to Master Roman. It’s not complicated. It’s freeing.”
I squirm on my chair. “How is it freeing to let someone else run your life? It sounds restricting instead.”
She shakes her head. “Nope. The opposite. Because I don’t have to worry about anything except doing what I’m told. The reward for good behavior is well worth it.”
I chuckle. “Somehow I don’t think you’re talking about popsicles and ice cream.”
“Nope.” She grins wide. “Those are nice too, though. I’ve evolved a bit over the years. Sometimes we have to regroup and discuss things as my needs change or when Master Roman wants me to branch out and try new things.”
“New things?” I’m not sure what she means.
“For one, I didn’t speak in the age of my little early on. I started adding some younger speech habits over time as I grew more comfortable with it. Also, I hated being exposed to other people. I didn’t even like to go to Surrender with Master Roman. I was embarrassed for people to see me as a little and even more embarrassed if they saw me naked.”
I think back to the other day when I watched her getting spanked. “And now? You don’t mind now?”
She shrugs. “I’ve grown to realize the fetish community is much larger than I thought, and very accepting. No one judges me at Surrender. No one even glances at me oddly. And there are other people roaming around completely naked.”
“I noticed there were a lot of naked people there, but I’m not sure how I would feel about being naked in front of strangers.” I bring my thumb to my mouth and hold my nail between my teeth, remembering immediately how Master Kellen reprimanded me for doing so. But, he’s not here right now.
Lucy continues. “I think for me it’s more a matter of pleasing Master Roman. He likes to expose me to other people sometimes, and obeying him makes my heart race and arouses me, so I do it. I like it when he smiles at me in approval.”
I nod. I get what she’s saying. Or I’m trying to.
The door opens, and Master Kellen sticks his head into the room. “You girls want to go swimming?”
I drop my hand from my mouth and sit up straighter, glancing out the window of the office at the inviting pool in the backyard. I haven’t been outside yet since I arrived, though I’ve stared longingly at that pool both days.
Lucy claps her hands together. “I do!”
We shove our seats back at the same time and rush toward the door to the office. When we reach the kitchen, Master Roman looks at Lucy. “Use the restroom first, little one, so you don’t end up needing to traipse water all through the house.”
“Yes, Sir.”
Master Kellen points toward the hallway. “You too, Sabine. Show Lucy where the bathroom is.” He grabs my hand before I take a step and narrows his gaze. “And stop biting your nail.”
“Yes, Sir.” I blush as I lead Lucy toward the guest bath and then wait outside while she goes. We switch places and then rush back to the kitchen. I’m a little unnerved from being told when to use the bathroom, but my heart is racing from excitement, too.
When we return to the kitchen, Master Kellen and Master Roman are already outside. We open the sliding glass door to join them.
Master Roman has a beach bag at his feet and he’s pulling out items.
Master Kellen has a pile on the table next to him. On top is what I assume is a swimsuit. I grow nervous as I glance around, wondering where I’m supposed to change.
As I shuffle closer, I notice Lucy has skipped over to her Master. She’s already holding her arms up in the air for him to remove her dress. Seconds later, he pulls her panties down her legs. He lifts her onto his lap to take off her shoes and socks.
I’ve seen naked people of course. I’ve been going to Surrender for several weeks. I shouldn’t be shocked. But this is
