Talk to Megan First

About an hour later, Christopher was dropping me off outside my building. Don’t worry, I didn’t skip any sexy escapades or anything. We just talked like normal and I told him my plans for today (you know, that whole honesty thing we just talked about). He is wholeheartedly on board and even helped me finalize the ideas!

When his car stopped, I went to kiss him goodbye when he stopped me.

“One more time, you’re sure?”

“Yes, I am. I’m excited! I thought you were too?”

“Oh, I am definitely excited and ready for everything. I just wanted to make sure one more time.”

“Awe, you’re sweet! Ok, see you this evening?”

“Yup! Let me know what they say and if the plans need to change.”

“Love you!”

“Love you more, babe.”

We kissed goodbye and I got out and headed up. On my walk I had this nervous energy pulsing through my body. Maybe nervous isn’t the right word? Like: excited, worried, happy, nervous, and turned on all at the same time. Is there a word for that? Ooo! If there isn’t, can that word be “Maddy”?! Like, “I felt Maddy as I waited for him to…”?!?! I vote yes! I mean, it sounds like “giddy” and that’s a real word, so why can’t “Maddy” be real?

Ok, so, I felt super Maddy as I stood outside our condo door (see! It works!). I took a quick breath to calm myself down, but it only worked a little. I didn’t want to be super obvious that I was up to something yet, I wanted to be able to approach these conversations naturally with each of my roommates. I needed to be composed, just so I could feel some semblance of control in my life.

Finally, I turned the knob and went inside. Nothing unusual was waiting for me, as dramatic as that would’ve been. Instead it was just Kayla and Megan hanging out in the living room. They both said hi from their seats and continued watching their show while I walked on towards my room. I dropped my bag next to my bed, and turned back down the hallway towards the main area.

I busied myself getting a drink while I decided the best way to do this, and I think Megan is the easier one to talk to first. I think getting her on board will give me the confidence to talk to both Kayla and Britney without getting fully lost and not saying what I want to say. So, do you know a smooth way to separate one girl from the rear without being awkward or anything? No? Me neither…

Thankfully I didn’t have to come up with a way to start. Their show apparently just ended. Kayla turned off the tv and stood from the couch, making her way towards the kitchen. They were just talking about the episode. Megan got up too, but then sat back on the arm of the couch looking towards Kayla and me in the kitchen while they talked.

I was barely following their conversation though, still completely absorbed in my own thoughts. I was so out of it, I didn’t realize Kayla was asking me to step back so she could open the drawer I was in front of.

“…Maddison, excuse me.”

“Oh, sorry, yeah.” I then moved and sat at the table, out of her way.

Ok, so, I need a way to start the conversation with Megan. I mean, she shouldn’t think it’s weird if we talk in her room. Hell, we’ve down that plenty of times in the past few weeks. Is it weird to ask if we can talk without Kayla present?

Again, my plans were made easy when Kayla walked out towards her room. I wasn’t even paying attention to what she said before leaving, but I got excited when she left. Now it would be easier to talk to Megan since we were already alone! I turned to look at her, but she was already watching me.

“What’s up?”

“Uh, nothing. How are you?”

“Don’t lie to me, Maddison something has been up with you since you got home.”

“Uh, no. I’m fine.”

“Maddison, you’re my best friend. I know when something is up. Did something happen between you and Christopher?”

“No! Nothing like that.”

“Out with it already!”

“Fine, fine! Uh, can we talk in your room though?”

“Woah, something serious then?”

“Yeah. Just easier in private I think.”

“Ok, sounds good.”

She got up and started leading the way to her room. She made sure to stop to tease me to lighten the mood though.

“Feel free to watch my ass as I walk. I know you enjoy looking at it so much.”

We both laughed at her joke, which successfully broke the tension and made me more comfortable. And yes, I did at least glance at her ass. Do you blame me?? It’s so freaking cute and sexy!

We made to her room and she sat on the bed while I stood. “Ok, what’s up Maddison?”

I don’t know why I’m so nervous! I shouldn’t be. She has made it clear that our friendship is ok with and without the kinks. Just do it!

“Well, I’ve been thinking for a while…obviously you noticed something was up…and it’s been hard to figure out…but I think I’ve finally gotten somewhere with it…”

“Out with it, babe! Stop beating around the bush and tell me what’s up.”

“Iwanttobringbacksomeofthekinkstuff.” It came out as one giant word, and a little bit mumbled, just because I was so nervous. Come on, Maddison! Get a hold of yourself!

“Calm down and say that again.”

“I want to bring back some of the kink stuff from when I first moved in.”

“Ha I knew you’d been thinking about it! How did you decide?”

I told her about my feelings for the past few weeks. I told her about the stuff she saw and the stuff she hadn’t seen. I even told her about fucking Christopher both last night and this morning while he role played with me. I don’t know what made me go into those details, but it just felt right opening up to her like that. She mostly sat and listened to me talk, asking the occasional question, but mostly just letting me talk.

“Fuck, that’s so hot.” She said it under her breath like I wasn’t fully supposed to hear her. I just waited for her to say something.

“Ok, so, it sounds like you’ve really thought about this then. You’re, like, actually asking me to…wait. No. I want you to actually say it. What are you asking me?”

“Ugh, really?! You’re going to make me say it?”

“Yup. So do it. Now.”

There was that authoritative tone I was hoping would come back. It made me shiver, just slightly. Megan, being the ridiculously observant woman she clearly is, didn’t miss it, I’m sure. I took a deep breath and finally said what we both wanted to hear.

“Megan, will you be my owner again and treat me like your pet?”

She let my words sit in the air for what felt like a long time before she stood up. I thought she was going to say something, but instead she just walked around her room, almost aimlessly. Eventually, she stood in front of her window looking out. I have no idea how long the silence went on, and I had no idea what her hesitance to answer was. Was she considering not playing? Was something else going through her mind? Was she just screwing with me because she likes to make me squirm?

Finally, she turned around to answer.