Emma.

“Do you understand the contract, Emma?”

“Yes, Master.”

“Do you understand why we all six chose this option, Emma?”

“Yes, Master.”

“Why is it then?”

“I need to be punished, Master. And you need to do it. Otherwise you are afraid I would do it myself, hurting myself in the process.”

“Would you hurt yourself if we didn’t do it like this?”

“Yes, Master, definitely. I never had this before. I am in a crisis between my servitude and my failure to fulfil a need of a man I never loved like I loved before.”

“You understand I am in a role, right? That you need to release me from that role. And you can only release me if you want it, if you think your punishment is done. You will have to be really honest to yourself and to me.”

“Yes, Master, I understand.”

“You also understand this must stay between you and us six?”

“Yes. Master. Ambra, nor Clara, nor Mina will ever know about this. I will continue as before and await your private sessions with me.”

“Very private sessions... Unless I am with others who are fully aware of what relationship we have now.”

“Yes. Master.”

“You may not hurt yourself in any way, when you are alone. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Master.”

“If you please Clara, continue as usual, come like before, know that it is your master’s need and wish for you to do so, are we clear?”

“Yes. Master.”

“Return to your room, leave us and do what you would have done before all this happened.”

“Yes. Master.” But she smiled when she left.

“Well, that is something to adapt to...” I sighed heavily.

“At least she’s safe now.” Kara said.

“Not the most conventional way of solving something, I know, but it will work.”

“Are you sure, Kylie?” I asked.

“I hope so...”

“So do I...”

“So do we all...”

“Yeah, but I’m the one to do it...’

‘Don’t feel pity with yourself, off you go.”

“Well, that was something...” I sighed, completely exhausted.

“So it worked?”

“Oh yes... Kara, but only after a long time.”

“I warned you...”

“Yes, Kylie, right again... but eight... fucking... hours?”

“I bet she resisted quite a bit...”

“At first, yes. She expected a long term contract, that’s why we had that play, so it surprised her I would act immediately to shake her confusion between servitude and inability to comply. I forbade her at first, but she could see through it. She, however, had to resist herself too. So she complied, with her inner resistance in place, until she couldn’t anymore. Then, to her surprise, I continued. One time after the other. After another. After another.”

“How many times?”

“I lost count after twenty, Sophia, in the first two hours...”

“Oh my...”

“So she collapsed...”

“And I woke her up, and then the whole bloody process started again, lubing her up, calming her down a bit, she saw my intent, resisted again, couldn’t hold it and off we went...”

“And only after eight hours she revoked her contract?”

“Only after... But yes... after waking up her again the last time, she realized finally I wouldn’t stop, no matter her inner resistance. As you said, there is very fine line between arousal and agony. But fuck... did she try to try to widen that line...”

“She understands now?”

“Oh yes, I took the time to debrief her. She has learnt her lesson. That there is something like being overpowered by lust and arousal, and being unable to comply to anything. Not to others, not to herself.”

“You are truly a remarkable man, Alex. No... I mean in her eyes. In mine too, but that is besides the matter. You are the first one to be so consequential in accommodating your situation, even if it meant she would no longer be able to resist or adapt, she simply had to change. You’re the first man to take the time and do the effort to solve an inner crisis in her all on your own. If anything, she will be totally devoted to you.”

“It was a group effort, Ella. Yes, the inner conflict seems to be solved with that added rule in her. To only comply if she really can do so, or just to do her best. And that there are situations in which she will be overpowered. By her own doing, or by an unfortunate confluence of circumstances, or both, no matter how she feels about me.”

“So, all in all, an experimental treatment well succeeded.”

“Yes, quite the ‘experiment’ though... I am exhausted, nothing compared to Emma, but still...”