*Happiness is never truly owned; we borrow it and if we are lucky, we lend it to others*

*Thanks to Shawhollow for his editing work on this chapter*

*Some people have asked me about the character of Heidi so I felt an explanation might help. Heidi is the great enabler of this story; she sparks the chemistry between Joshua and Sienna. She'll do the same with Natalie. Heidi is the 'outsider' you can tell your dirty little secret to because she has her own dirty little secrets. She gets her time in the story and her background is part of it but her background is also about family and what can go wrong, yet become right. In the end this is an incest story where Heidi starts out as an oddball addition but grows to become as much Sienna's daughter and a sister to Joshua and Natalie. Now that's incest in my mind.*

(Late Night)

I woke up to the realization that it was pitch black and that Heidi had slipped away. Mom, as was her apparent pattern, was snoring softly while lying on her stomach. Heidi's clothing drawers were untouched so it was unlikely she had left. I got out of bed and padded over to the bathroom – no Heidi – then to the hallway. She stood at the far end near the foot of the stairs looking out the long narrow window into the back yard.

"Hey," I whispered to her before I gently wrapped her up in my arms.

"Have you had several girlfriends?" she asked me a minute later.

"Let me think...eleven, starting when I was sixteen – Sylvia Dupree was my first," I answered. "She spent her senior year at a high school in France with her parents. Last I heard she was working for the French National Rail Service as a systems engineer."

"Oh," Heidi said in a small voice.

"It would suck if we were still together," I kissed the top of her head. She looked up and over her shoulder for the answer.

"She never made me feel as lucky as I do right now," I smiled.

"But she's been to college and has a good job," Heidi hrumpfed, "I bet she was beautiful too."

"She was very attractive , I'm not going to lie to you, but she also had the bad habit of always having to be right even if we both knew she was wrong," I kissed her nose, "That crap gets old fast, believe me."

"You should have told me she was hideous," Heidi wiggled her butt against me.

"We have to trust each other so no lying," I directed the next kiss to her right eyebrow.

"Never?" she questioned.

"Good point; 85% truth," I offered. "All ladies need to keep some secrets."

"I can do that," she said after a moment's hesitation then, "What would you lie to me about?" she prodded me. 'Women,' I thought.

"Certainly when I tell you that you are safe from my attentions, you had better believe you are not safe," I teased. I also moved my hands up and cupped each breast.

"Aren't you going to grow tired of me?" Heidi just kept coming and I'd had enough.

"What's really wrong, Love?" I asked.

"If I did a bad thing – a really bad thing, would you punish me as badly as I deserve?" Heidi turned around and buried her forehead into my chest.

"Stop it," I put my foot down. "Our relationship is real, Heidi. Don't play games with me."

"Joshua, I'm married," she sobbed as she scratched the surface of some deep, horrific wound. 'Oh hell,' I tried not to gulp.

"I can accept that," I sighed. "Do you want to divorce this person? I'd like to consider marriage at some point time when I want to take that step for us?" I was really gauging her idea of remarrying and her commitment to us. I liked what I felt from her breathing and pulse.

"Joshua, I made a lousy wife," she choked out the words along the same vein of pain.

"I don't care what kind of wife you made for some guy I've never met," I told her. "I want you, I will fight for you and I'm not going to let you go without a struggle."

"I..." she mumbled.

"Mom thinks you are great and Natalie already sees you as a close friend – and that's pure you, Heidi," I confided. "You made my family appreciate you and that's no small feat," though mostly conjecture.

Heidi looked up at me for almost a minute.

"Keep it up Joshua, you are making me feel good about myself," she gave a wane grin.

"Well, you helped bring me and my Sienna together," I continued. "You moved so seamlessly that I was aroused by my mother with minimal pointless regrets."

"These are not meaningless things Heidi; you've changed the way I think and for the better," I concluded.

"Plus you like to have sex with me," Heidi asserted.

"Well – yes, when I get tired of using hand lotion," I sighed and rolled my eyes heaven ward. Heidi beat her forehead against my chest.

"Come here," Sienna motioned from the bedroom door, "come here Baby," she opened her arms and beckoned Heidi forward with her hands. I pivoted and pushed Heidi toward her. She stumbled slightly then ran into Sienna's embrace. "I'm your Mother now," she cooed as she wrapped Heidi up in a powerful hug that drove Heidi's chin into Sienna's cavernous cleavage.

"My Mother sold me when I was fourteen," Heidi mumbled.

"Do you think I'd ever sell any of my children no matter what the price?" Sienna asked softly. Heidi hesitated, still grappling with her own demons. "You know I consider you a daughter now?" Heidi lowered her head and sobbed. "What does your heart say, Precious?"

"I don't know," Heidi hiccupped hesitantly.

"Then you take your time to work things out Heidi," Sienna rocked Heidi back and forth. "There is no deadline on family." She guided Heidi back to bed and I followed along once I was sure I had committed this instance to memory. Heidi was mine now and that meant if someone might be coming, I had to find them and stomp them flat first. The safety of all my women was paramount. I'd earned my treasures, damn it.

(Morning)

By our new custom, I cooked, Sienna cleaned the dishes and Heidi kept up the conversation – it seemed I got my stoicism from my Mother – and would give me a fantastic blowjob while I sat at my computer and attempted to go through my e-mails and fire off some replies (without firing off too early myself).

Sienna was relaxing somewhat; allowing me to come up behind her and nibble on her earlobe before driving Heidi into an unexpected work day. She was covering the day for the boss so she could get Saturday off. I became a lodestone to Heidi as she opened the shop. She'd perform a task or two only to run back and give me a hug. I was hardly a psychologist but I could tell she needed help and reassurance.

"Heidi, you have lunch at one?" I asked.

"One-thirty," she corrected sheepishly.

"Fine, we are going shopping then so figure where we can some food to go as well," I instructed.

"May I ask what we are shopping for?" she asked obsequiously.

"Leashes. I think I want to lead you around on a leash in the morning so you can't wander off," which was total bullshit. Heidi was like my shadow in the mornings. She took baby-steps toward me and unlike previous hugs this was slow and cautious but all the warmer because of it. "We are going to need some specific paddles as well."

"Yes Joshua," she purred. "I'm sorry I'm so naughty."

"What; you think I didn't see you ready to scamper off and play with Sienna this morning," I chastised Heidi. "I saw Mom looking at you; too, and leading you on so she's getting some extra attention when I get home, too." The look in her eyes told me she hoped I didn't get all my imaginary vengeance out of the way before she got home and shared in the action.

"Take care Love," I slowly pulled away, went to the car and headed downtown. I had to move the process along getting my Concealed Firearm Permit. After that, I returned home, worked on some projects, then went down to where Mom was working out. We kept checking each other out as we built up good sheens of sweat.

(Relearning Sienna)

"Sienna," I spoke out loud. She looked over at me, sat up from the bench press then stood. I brought her to the chest fly and Mom instinctively stretched out her arms. I slipped out of my shoes, socks and took off my shirt while she smiled at me. I put down the socks on the bench between Mom's outstretched legs.

I scooted until we were face to face, we kissed, and she smiled and looked down. I hooked my thumbs under her shirt and rolled the sweaty thing up. Sienna raised her arms, finishing removing her shirt while I went back for the sports bra. Only when that was thrown to the floor did I use each sock to bind each of her outstretched wrists to each equipment arm.

I feasted on her nipples as I completed the task.

"Close your eyes Sienna," I ordered. There was this special little smile as she did so. I worked off her shoes, socks and pants – she'd gone commando. As I pulled off each article of clothing, I traced my fingers over her flesh with the occasional lick as well.

I wasn't sure what Sienna thought with me sneaking off for a few seconds but she didn't feel me until I hoisted her hips up so that she was sitting on my thighs, my cock between us. I bowed my body several times, sucking in one tit then the other. I would twirl the areola and withdraw onto the tip before switching. Right when I had Sienna hooked I picked up my torture for the moment and took aim.

Sienna had purloined one of those water bottles with the artificial ice core so this was truly cold water. I squirted the nipple I had just left and Sienna gasped and hopped in my lap. She almost spoke but one of our rules for her was silence unless she raised a finger for attention. I set the bottle aside and turned my attention to fingering her slit lightly while still sucking her nipples.

I could read the anticipation in her flesh and its hypersensitivity. The nipples became as tough as hard rubber which allowed me to chew on them and flick the tip with my tongue. I still had a schedule to keep but for this session I allowed my senses greater time to soak Mom in. Heidi was right; Sienna has a sensitive anus but not in the way Heidi's was.

Mom liked her rear was tantalized but her truest joy was in vaginal intercourse – a straight forward ravishing. Then there were her earlobes being nibbled while my stubble raked her neck, licking around her breasts and having her upper body struggle against restraints. Then I picked up the bottle once more and dribbled some ice water on her and she squealed.

I quickly grabbed her left hip, pulled her up and impaled her on my cock. Mom hissed with pleasure and rocked her stomach and hips forward to help me enter her faster. I kept my left hand cupping her thick left butt cheek to pull her up so she could go slamming down, hungrily devouring my penis.

We kissed intensely and I sucked on her neck and bit it. She began shuddering and gulping down desperate breathes of air; so close to coming. That's when I sprayed our point of joining with a stream of icy water, mainly catching her fiery clit. Sienna howled then clenched her teeth. I dropped the bottle before vigorously massaging her frozen clit.

Four deep, ragged breaths later, she gave another hiss as her whole body tensed then she screamed out with a long 'Aaahhh' and thrashing her body about. I kept pounding her until Sienna was nearly spent and I held her tight and let her soak up my warmth.

"I'm untying you now then you are going to finish me off," I commanded.

Sienna nodded, somewhat dazed. I had to guide her arms down and then move her leg over the bench so she could suck my cock. Once my cock touched her lips, Sienna coaxed me in with suction and her tongue. Her hand came to rest on my hips to better control how much she took me in. I matched that by putting both hands on her head to keep it where I wanted it.

Sienna never fought me for control, instead using her hands to make me aware of how she was holding up. Once she'd given my cockhead and shaft a good going over with her lips and tongue, she began sucking more of my rod down her throat. There has to be something said bout bobbing your penis passed your partner's gag reflexes.

"Cumming," I exhaled. Sienna dropped her hands to her side allowing total control over her. I fed her a bit more meat than started to shoot my seed down her gullet. Sienna swallowed like a champ so that after five blasts I started to withdraw. I drew her right arm up until she was coddling my balls and cleaning me up.

Finally she raised a finger for attention.

"You may open your eyes, Sienna, and talk," I said evenly.

"Damn this bitch feels good – Joshua," Sienna grinned mischievously. "Are we going to make a habit of this?"

"We'll see! It depends on whether you can get me rock hard." I snorted my own amusement.

"In that case I plan to get filled up by that cock a lot," she winked, "any way you want me, blindfolded, hands cuffed behind my back and knees, or spread eagle on your bed, or bent over the..." Sienna taunted me with the visual imagery.

My cock dutifully hardened as she went on about the positions she would gladly assume for me and the punishments she would endure on my behalf to fulfill her role as my mate-mother-bitch.

"But not right now," I cut her off. "I need to update some projects and Heidi and I are doing some shopping – it is a surprise – and then more work."

"Well, I've updated your" she got off as she started to get dressed. She'd bent over and I whipped that fine ass with my shirt. "Ow!" Sienna jumped up, tits swaying and flesh tensing before she covered her vulnerable, reddened buttocks.

"Mine," I pointed out. Sienna lowered her eyes and nodded but I knew she wasn't done with me.

Sienna knelt by the bench, laid her head down on it so she could watch me then waited. Her breasts plunged like ripe fruit and her ass, one cheek streaked, sat there invitingly. I walked up and stroked the unmarred buttock.

"Seriously, this is unfair," I patted her thickly muscled and fatty covered tush. "I have to get to work but I'm going to settle with this backside soon enough."

"I hope so Joshua," she smirked, "I really hope so."

Mom got dressed and finished her routine while I went up to take a quick shower and got to work. I would get the information from Manila by Saturday, so I was down to two projects which were pretty much finished. Breaking off to see Heidi wasn't a problem. I kissed Mom who was off to see her Parole Officer for her first visit – much fun was expected.

(The Bastille)

Picking up Heidi was no problem and the place was only three blocks from her workplace. It was a 'lifestyle' shop that catered to BDSM clientele. Heidi had been there before and believed it would have the better selection. We walked into 'the Bastille', Heidi skipping off ahead while I took in the people that were giving us the once over.

Two guys and a woman gave me what I assumed was a challenging stare. I had no desire to determine who was top dog because I was here for my ladies; nothing more. Heidi was gleefully running around the cavernous space. I discovered there was a whole host of furniture and accessories I had never considered. Out of the blue, a woman backed into me.

"Oh God, I'm so sorry," the woman pleaded as her eyes went from contact to looking to the floor. "Beat me but please don't hit me in the face," she pleaded. The thing was she was dressed in a pinstripe grey jacket, skirt with a deep red shirt on.

"I will not beat you," I insisted, "and is your – Dom around?"

"She is close by," the woman said softly. I was working out the next statement when I saw Heidi looking my way; fearful and unsure which confused me.

"What is your name?" I asked the Sub.

"Nadia, Master," she answered.

"I am no one's master Nadia, I'm Joshua, and I want you to tell your Mistress this accident has happened, okay?" I asked. "I think my Sub needs me right now."

"Y-yes," she stuttered then watched me walk over to Heidi.

"Heidi?" I questioned her.

"You weren't concerned about this One?" Heidi worried.

"You aren't allowed to doubt my control over you. That reminds me – let's get a specific paddle for each of you," I changed up the conversation.

"Yes Ma-Joshua," Heidi perked up a tiny bit. "We going to test them out here? Just to be sure," she added as she attempted to insert some of her usefulness to me.

"I wouldn't do it any other way," I stated, "Loved One." She stuttered slightly then her smile grew.

"Gasoline – fire," I muttered as she took off. Heidi knew the moment she bent over and wiggled that ass my way I had little hope but to obey my true nature. She was so blissfully happy she didn't catch sight of the man cutting a path her way.

"Hey Heidi," he grabbed her wrist painfully.

"Bryant – no," she gasped piteously. The guy, who had been at the front door, didn't seem to consider me much of a threat because he let me get right up on him.

"She's with me now so you had better let go," I stated with a calm I didn't feel.

"Heidi's a happy little community pet, Buddy," Bryant smirked. "She's everybody's treat."

"I wasn't requesting you to let go, whoever the fuck you are," I rumbled from deep within, "I was telling you to let her go now." Too late he turned on me. Several people were watching us though only one seemed ready to assist – a woman in a red latex bodysuit, but she was a distance away.

"Or what?" he mocked me.

I'd been a good guy about this until this point but he'd hit my bullshit threshold in a big way. My left hand grabbed Bryant's wrist with such force I could hear his bones grinding together. My right hand grabbed the top of his throat, driving his voice box into his spine, choking him and jacking him up onto his toes.

"Let me put this in a way you can understand then, Dumbass," I growled. "Let go of MY woman right now or I'm going to rip off your left arm and beat you with it like the little bitch you are – that's the 'or what' – clear enough?"

He let go of Heidi and I let go of him. Bryant staggered back but looked ready to come back for a second helping. I could destroy this thug but I was here for Heidi, not my damn ego. Heidi snuck behind me stealthily.

"What is the problem?" the lady in red latex demanded. I was still trying to figure out who was who and what the rules where when Bryant spoke up.

"I was just looking at this pet-slave," Bryant glared at me.

"She's my lady and my family, not my slave which you would have found out if you had asked when you saw her come in with me, you Idiot," I shot back.

"Have you ever been here – or to any store like this?" The Lady asked me.

"First time," I confirmed. "Heidi brought me here because I asked for a few things – namely a few leashes, collars and paddles." I opted for the truth and only partially because of the woman in red who also seemed to be the owner and/or manager; there was a second, well-dressed woman close by observing me.

"Since this is the first time, I'll let you off with a warning. Keep your Submissive close by unless you are willing to have a little petting going on," the woman in Latex said. "I'm Mercurial Bonaventure – this is my store."

"Your parents clearly didn't love you," I responded which earned a few chuckles.

"You owe me an apology," Bryan rubbed his wrist.

"Oh do I?" I mused. "I apologize for starting off with conversation when clearly a swift pop to the eye was called for," I seethed. "You missed an epic ass-whooping by three seconds, Dipshit, so take your token victory and slink off while you still can because being permanently tossed from Ms. Bonaventure's establishment won't ruin my day the way having your leather jockstrap rammed so far up your ass you can taste it will ruin yours."

I took a step toward Bryan and he stumbled back, looking embarrassed and left.

"You are treading hard on my good side Mister..." Mercurial stated.

"My name is Joshua Beverly and I always believe in non-violent conflict resolution as a first choice, but if you tread on me or mine and don't back off, I'm going to make my message clear with the application of force," I noted.

"I know that name," the second woman said. "My name is Dr. Ophelia Murdoch."

"How did you meet Heidi, because she is known to me and I've seen her here in various states of care?" Mercurial spoke as well.

"She came to me by dint of her own courage but you would have to ask her for the entire story because all I care for is that she's with me now," I said.

Heidi did a damn fine job of burrowing into my underarm. It took me a moment to realize she was giving me a timid hug, not trying to hide.

"Heidi?" the Doctor inquired.

"I met him at my place of work," Heidi started barely at a mumble but picked up volume slowly. "I showed up at his home that night, uninvited, and he has owned me ever since."

"He disciplines me regularly, he buys me clothes to wear, feeds me and makes me sleep at his side in bed – our bed," she said softly. "He is my home now." I'm her home? I was surprised to hear her declare it but there it was.

"Heidi – kiss," I pointed to my lips. Heidi came around and kissed my lightly on the lips leaving me devoid of that hint of playfulness I associated with our embraces.

"Now, I believe you have some collars and leashes to select," I reminded her. She bowed her head obediently, turned to go. I smacked her bottom before she could escape causing Heidi to look over her shoulder somewhat confused. "Don't forget the paddles," I met her faltering gaze and winked.

"Yes Ma-Joshua," she showed a tiny spark of the woman I loved before she slinked away.

"Is there a place I can test these out?" I said to Mercurial as the three of us watched her scurrying form.

"Of course – we have several barstools you can bend her over or one of three sofas she can recline in your lap," Mercurial exhibited her shop. "I have to go now but take care, Joshua. It has been a treat," she gave me a provocative look.

"So are there other etiquette rules I should be aware of?" I asked Dr. Murdoch.

"Several but primarily know who is a Submissive, a Dominate, or a Switch," she smiled. "Some people's instincts are not so good and some participants aren't so sure. I never suspected you of being in the lifestyle though."

"Do we know each other?" I questioned.

"Not personally but I've made a study of extreme levels of trust," she grinned.

"It isn't as hard or mysterious as you make it out to be," I shrugged. "You never ask anyone to take a level of trust in you that you yourself would never take in them. An emotional bond heightens that trust – end of story."

Ophelia laughed.

"For you maybe but for..." she looked over to the woman who had bumped into me when I first arrived. "Yes Nadia?" she acknowledged the lady. Ophelia – Mistress/Nadia – Submissive.

"Mistress, I walked into this man and he told me to talk with you," Nadia answered meekly. I wondered how long she'd been snooping around since I had first met her mistress.

"Oh really," paused Ophelia. "I imagine you could discipline her for me, if you like Joshua." I had to think that one over. This was more than an invitation to cause some random humiliation to this woman; it was a test diverted my way by this society which I didn't really know I wanted to be a part of.

"Come here," I beckoned Nadia. The moment she arrived I reached out and coaxed her shirt covered, bra-less nipples which grew with each stroke.

"Should we go somewhere private for this?" I asked Ophelia. I caught a flicker of the eyes from Ophelia to Nadia.

"She deserves a little public display of submission," Ophelia informed me. I went back to working her nipples for a few seconds before unbuttoning the third, fourth and fifth buttons (the first two were already undone) and pushed her shirt open so I could savage her small breasts and deeply-rich red nipples.

I would pull each of her small nipples out with my teeth and flicker my tongue over the nub. I went back and forth until Nadia's breathing became intense and labored.

"Is she close?" I asked Ophelia.

"Very," she replied with a smile.

"Okay," I said as I stood up and pulled her shirt together though remaining unbuttoned. "Nadia, don't play with yourself or rub against anybody or anything. Whatever you do, don't orgasm."

Nadia gave a choked sob and looked desperately at me and her mistress. Ophelia ignored her.

"Not bad for a beginner, Joshua," Ophelia remarked.

"Oh, I'm not done yet," I grinned. "Heidi," I called out in a slightly louder voice. Twenty seconds later Heidi came up taking short dainty steps with her head lowered. I had to go 'what the fuck – where is my Heidi?' My plan went out the window and I must have appeared somewhat flummoxed to Dr. Murdoch.

"Nadia, help Heidi find what she needs, Every fifteen seconds you must have Heidi lick each nipple – you can keep rubbing them but don't you dare cum," Ophelia commanded. "Now get to it, you two." She had treaded on my turf, so to speak, but I had no answer except to retreat from this place and I couldn't see Heidi forgiving herself for that.

"What have I missed?" I quietly asked Murdoch.

"Most relationships – healthy 'alternative' relationships involve one dominant and one submissive. It is quite possible for there to be one or even two more Subs but the more you have the greater the emotional needs a Dom must fulfill,' she instructed.

Fuck – I was looking at three and my track record in meeting the emotional needs of others wasn't grand.

"That is the health dynamic," Ophelia continued. "If a Submissive has no anchoring Dom, he or she is subject to the will and wants of whatever Dom takes them on but there is no emotional commitment on the Dom's side."

"What does the Sub get out of it then?" I questioned. "Why not leave?"

"Anything that stimulates the brain is akin to a drug, Mr. Beverly," she answered. "They fall down into a spiral in their subconscious were they can't get out because their desires tell them this is the only way they can feed their submissive instincts."

"It is like drug addiction," I muttered.

"Except in Heidi's case she found someone to end that spiral in you," Ophelia smiled. "I really think that when you say you love Heidi you really do and that you are giving her the pain and dominance her psyche craves."

"Then what just happened here?" I queried.

"Heidi has been fixture around here for over a year, tossed around between very many circles, kept in closets and boxes for a few weeks then traded away," Dr. Murdoch laid out the miserable tale. "She seems to have made a turnaround with you; in fact, she appears to be your guide in the Dominant/Submissive lifestyle," Ophelia postulated.

"I'll warn you of this: she's a handful and I know she's had some troubles with some of the clients of this establishment. They have used her and now that you are starting to build her back up they will try again." I could tell she was in psychoanalytical mode.

"Those days are gone and I would appreciate it if you spread the word around," I asked. "I'll fight for Heidi because she's worth fighting for."

"A little macho posturing is expected," she nodded.

"That's not posturing," I corrected her. "If this means I show up at someone's house and make them let me take her home, so be it."

"If I have to break someone up, then that is what I'll do," I continued. "If someone needs to be shown to the emergency room, I'll do what is required. This isn't a game – I love her and she's been dealt a rough hand, so please believe me when I say she's worth any amount of pain on my part. My Mom thinks the World of Heidi and she's a notorious character."

"As long as you don't leave her too much room to become trapped in her old ways of thinking you might do well," Dr. Murdoch offered some advice, then, "I thought your mother was in prison? A very famous double-murder - when did that change?"

"Mom got out earlier this week

"Affection can be confused with possessiveness," she mused.

"I have a back-stop to keep that from happening," I grimaced. I wasn't going to mention Mom but I knew I could trust her to keep both of them plus Natalie on the love-side of the equation.

"I'm only warning you that she might expect a level of degradation because that's what has been what's enforced upon her for so long," Murdoch clarified her warning.

I had to think about that for a second. Rattle-snake quick I grabbed her left arm and spun her around to the side and swatted her ass. A millisecond later, she attempted to twist my arm back and deliver a counter-strike but I was too fast for her and pulled back. She stared at me with hard eyes for a second.

"You don't want to be spanked again, do you?" I stared back.

"There is a reason I'm a psychiatrist Mr. Beverly; psychology is not so simple that not just anyone can do it," she responded.

"If it makes you feel better about yourselves, its good – if it reinforces your unwanted pain, its bad," I kept a steady gaze. "I learned that in Kindergarten."

"What is it that you do Joshua?" she changed the direction of her aggression.

"I'm an architect; inside twenty-four hours and with the proper software I could have you building a work shed to code," I promised. "Not every project is as complex as the Guggenheim Museum, Dr. Murdoch."

"Heidi needs to find that strength inside her to bring her pain to the surface and deal with it. I owe her the time to find that strength. Everyone carries the same load and everyone shares in carrying it. Heidi's my family and my partner and I see the world through those shared eyes. I learned that in basic training."

"I would like to talk to you in depth at some later date," Ophelia regarded me.

"Me, me and Heidi, or me and both Heidi and Mom?" I requested.

"You mentioned a family; are the others aware of your lifestyle?" she responded.

"You could say that," I stated, shielding my emotions as much as possible.

Nadia came up leading Heidi in nipple clips linked together by a fine brass chain. I noticed that Nadia's control over Heidi was a universal improvement for my girl; in this case, getting a matching set of nipple clips she proudly wore. Whether Nadia had a unique technique for aiding her fellow Sub, or perhaps, like Heidi, she was so in tuned with her own submissive nature that she empathized with other Subs on a subconscious level, delving into their favorite agonizes and thresholds.

"Nipple clips," Nadia offered up several sets of the items. "She was drawn to them."

"Your girl did well," I commented to Ophelia. "I didn't ask for them though."

"A classic case of creating the crime for the punishment provided," Dr. Murdoch informed me, then deftly swatted my ass. "I owed you one," she whispered.

"Agreed," I nodded. "I'll stop teaching psychology and you agree to not build any bridges."

"An acceptable resolution," she conceded.

"As for Heidi – I call it throwing gasoline on a fire," I continued. "I'm afraid there is going to be a whole lot of spanking going on tonight – but unless Heidi begs for the nipple clips, they go to someone else."

Heidi could barely look up past her bangs and shuffling feet but didn't speak.

"Now let's go look at those paddles," I turned on Nadia who made eye contact. She gave them over and I examined each in turn, occasionally Heidi stealing glances my way and taking minute steps to be at my side.

"Concerning one of these sets of clips and chains, if you have a use for them – they've already been used on your girl," I shrugged but Ophelia saw through my charade.

"Oh, I will probably have her wear them to work for the rest of the day and have all her coworkers think she's a perpetually horny slut," Dr. Murdoch gave a predatory grin.

"Heidi, we are going to check out those collars and leashes and that will determine how much paddling there will be. Damn it, this may have to continue on tonight when you get home," I tried to get her interest.

I checked out the several leashes. The first one I chose was white and black leather thin leather straps weaved together – that going to be Heidi's and she exhibited her first sign of pleasure.

For Mom I chose a black leather with metal studs but with a special feature that allowed the wrist strip to separate in two, allowing for the binding of the hands front or back. The third choice was pink with white feathery fringe, sating and very soft and comforting to the touch – almost a training leash. Without a doubt, this final one felt right for my gentle sister Natalie – something she would feel safe surrendering to.

The collars were also fit to the individual; Heidi's was glossy leather with a white frill that reminded me of a bondage French Maid's outfit. I knew she had chosen this one for herself and she began vibrating in her five inch platform heels when I chose it and was going to have a white suede name sewn in with Heidi on the right and Freak on the left.

Heidi stretched to the very limit of our game's boundaries to get me to 'come up with the Freak' side of the collar. She ended up on her knees at the counter, kissing my crotch through the fabric of my slacks as I went through words and phrases with Mercurial. Mom got 'Momma Bitch' in brass studs. Natalie got 'Owned Slut' bracketed by angel wings. Mercurial shook her head.

"Promise me this one is of legal age?" she requested.

"Well past twenty," I assured her. "She's just very shy and unsure of our relationship."

"Oh...fine, take this paddle to Heidi," Mercurial handed one over sagely. "It is the one she deserves." In my experience, experts didn't know everything but they knew a whole lot about numerous things you needed to know.

I had to leave the collars to be personalized but the whips and paddles went into a bag. I had barely taken a seat on the club's sofa before Heidi was lying across my lap and had flipped her skirt up exposing her butt.

"This is not how I want you," I stated angrily. Heidi looked over her shoulder at me.

"Hands on the ground," I demanded. That done I picked up her closest leg and drew it up, past my head until I had a view straight to her panties with her knees on either side of my elbows. I pulled her underwear until each edge disappeared into her butt crack. Now her ass was really exposed and I laid into each cheek with gusto, chanting a whispered 'best ever' for each spank.

Seventeen blows rained down until Heidi's butt was red and her face was tear-marred with mascara and rouge. I re-adjusted her underwear carefully to minimize pain then grabbed her shoulders and pulled her up until Heidi was sitting in my lap.

"It really hurts," she whispered. "Do you still love me? Did I do something wrong to make you leave?"

"I love you no matter what, Heidi," I whispered back as I wrapped my arms around her. "I told you I would take care of you and I am. I haven't wanted you to leave since you showed up at my door and I doubt that will ever change. I'm with you no matter what."

"Oh," she tried to wearily wiggle in my lap but winced instead. We stood, I went to pay and we headed out the door.

Before I got out, I brushed into Dr. Ophelia Murdoch and Nadia once more. She turned and smiled.

"I hope you won't be a stranger," she displayed perfect poise as she slipped a small bag into my jack's inner pocket – nipple clamps, no doubt. It also had something that turned out to be a business card.

Heidi stayed smotheringly close as we walked back to her work. Heidi was in no shape to work so I called her boss, who asked me to make sure the shop was locked up and she'd come in later.

Heidi kept to herself while I closed up, only talking when we came to the streets that lined our neighborhood.

"Give me another chance and I won't let you down, Master – Joshua. Please." Without a doubt – a freak. My adorable pleasurable freak. "You've been bad and I will have to punishment you." She remained pretty detached until I got her in the door.

"Home," she moaned.

I put Heidi to bed then returned to the first floor so I could download some schematics on one of my projects soon to reach completion. Fifteen minutes later she was down at my office door, peeking inside. I pointed her to the love seat, where she curled up and waited. In the throes of a brainstorm, I left the room, brought out one of my air mattresses and directed her to use a hand pump to get it ready.

A few minutes later, she had the air cot ready and I had her get two blankets and a pillow too. My initial plan was to set her beside the love seat across from me in the small room then some of the words Dr. Murdoch told me breached my old, worried self. I got her a tall bottle of water and an uncooked bagel. I pulled her right beside my chair where my feet might clip her if I wasn't careful.

She toyed with her food even then, still uncertain so I pulled off my shirt, full of my scent, and dropped it in her lap. She balled up the shirt, stared at me and finally smiled once more. She breathed deeply from that simple piece of cloth then curled around it and finally found that desperately needed sleep. For me – it was back to work.

(Nighttime)

We were doing a strange (for me and Mom) experiment tonight. We had piled up blankets, spare pillows, and seat/sofa cushions in a jumble on the basement floor. I reclined against the sofa while Mom lay on my left side, watching her cop-u-drama as opposed to the police procedurals she normally ferretted out. One finger tugged lightly on the chain for her nipple clips – a new experience for her.

Heidi was curled up on my right, her hair still damp where she'd dyed her roots white once more. I supposed in some karmic way that made up for her reddened backside. Heidi was curled up enough so that her lips could play with the angry right nipple on Mom's bountiful bosom. I was currently applying cold cream to my girls butt cheeks and she was purring like a kitten.

The weird thing was that we were all naked. My anxiety level was a bit high but Mom had slowly let her inhibitions go. Heidi's earlier post-Bastille behavior had relented as Mom did the thing that gave Heidi an anchor – she kept Heidi on a short leash and busy, mixing affectionate rewards with strong discipline when Heidi 'screwed up'.

I dipped into the cold cream for another forefinger of glop when Sienna moved her hand from the nipple chain to stroking Heidi's hair. I hovered my finger over the proper spot above the seam in Heidi's ass cheeks. I gauged my mark and drove my finger in. Her sphincter wasn't going to be cracking any walnuts but put up a spirited resistance none the less.

"Oh cold – Oh COLD!" she squealed as the salve got shoved into her anal reaches. Instinctively she tried to pull away but my advantages in strength and speed resulted in me hooking her deep. Heidi looked up at me with tear-rimmed eyes.

"It is really cold," she peeped. I wormed my finger around.

"Eeep! That's really, really cold," she exhaled.

"You've been getting a bit mopey," I pointed out.

"Yes – yes I have," she agreed with some relief. It was my way of saying this afternoon wasn't going to get in the way of us being us.

She kissed my ribs then worked her lips down to my belly button. Unfortunately, body mechanics wouldn't allow me to keep my finger in and allow Heidi to get to the position she wanted to go.

"I can't reach," she pleaded to me.

"I'll take care of that," Mom took in the situation and wickedly grinned. She rubbed Heidi's left flank, distracting her, while kissing the back of Heidi's neck. At the crucial moment, Sienna wedged Heidi out of the way and wrapped a hand around my very lively penis. She dived straight down on the glans, tightening her lips once she touched the shaft.

"No fair," Heidi begged. "I've been so bad to him today. Let him ram his meat down my throat like the slut I am."

"Mu snew mu lews," Sienna muttered. I guessed that was 'you snooze, you lose'. Heidi looked to me in desperate appeal. I met her gaze and snapped my fingers for attention when she tried to look away.

I imagined she felt humbled and unappreciated for the first two minutes when I gave her a wink.

"Reach behind Sienna and feel her up," I directed Heidi. Heidi tentatively took to the task; not to humble her but to spread the pleasure. Heidi began to relish the pleasure, given and received, painful or playful. She stroked from Sienna's tailbone to beyond my sight but Sienna was liking it.

I did some rapid thrusts into Heidi's rectum before bringing a second finger into the fun.

"Touch Sienna's pussy," I directed Heidi. She worked three fingers in then drew them up for my inspection. Sienna sighed happily.

"Now spank that ass and finger-fuck my Mom," I commanded as I ran my hand to Heidi's left nipple clamp and started twisting it.

I had figured out that nipple clamps could be hellishly painful (though getting Heidi to confess what was what had been torturous) but I now knew what was painful for her and what might actually hurt her. For half an hour afterwards she had that kind of clingy playfulness that I was becoming addicted to – like I had done something really good for her.

Soon Heidi had rested her head on Mom's back, listening to her breathing and heart-rate while spanking her huge, inviting ass cheeks. She was also paying attention to Mom's signals to map out Sienna's orgasmic triggers and soon was working them over intently. Lucky me, Sienna retaliated by gobbling my cock all the way down, nose in my pubes and slurping up my meat greedily and lubricating the shaft with her spit.

"Oh fuck, Sienna!" I howled, overwhelmed in the moment and forgetting to warn her. Hot semen pumped up her throat, gagged her, and she spewed it back down. Heidi figured out Sienna's distress quickly and raised her head off Sienna's back, allowing Mom to get on all fours, coughing up the mess in her trachea.

"God damn it, Joshua, I'm so sorry," Mom pleaded like my lack of a warning had been her fault.

"Cum like the hot prison bitch you are, Sienna," I mastered the situation. "Heidi is going to break you in and then you two are both going to clean me up, damn it."

"Heidi, don't let her rest," I drilled her eyes. "After all, the more time you spend on her, the more time I'm going to have to punish her later – only her pussy and lips though."

Heidi reached for Sienna's right check, pulled her head around and began lapping up the cum and saliva there. Her hand was working like an epileptic blender and two minor tremors wracked Sienna's mature muscled form then she hissed out an orgasm and Heidi looked my way, eyes more akin to the electric laughter I knew was within her.

She didn't wait for Sienna's moment of fatigue to lapse, falling on my mostly rigid cock like a rabid minx. When she decided to give Sienna a moment cleansing me, Heidi seemed virtually angelic.

"I am so glad I get to play with Sienna, Joshua," Heidi sighed. It took that to mean being 'top' to Sienna.

"Kitten," Sienna exhaled a deep breath, "I'm so happy you are part of the family," which caused Heidi to kiss Sienna on the lips then give me an embrace full of longing and warmth. By the time we came up for air, Sienna was done though she continued to plant kisses on my phallus and lower stomach.

"That's some good dick," she murmured, recalling her handful of years with my Dad – when he wasn't being a total bastard.

"Mm hmm," Heidi agreed. "He is the best I've ever had." I knew she said it to make me feel good and it worked.

I felt pretty proud of myself and of how I'd grown more responsible and confident in my strength.

"Bedtime," I announced as Mom's show went to the 'next week' teaser.

"Do I have to wear clothes to bed tonight?" Heidi asked innocently.

"Yes; full body latex suit, suspended from the ceiling like a spider," I answered authoritatively. Mom and Heidi drew up short somewhat taken with the idea.

"No you two," I threw my arms up high. "Mom with night shirt, underwear and those comfort handcuffs. Heidi you get to wear either a bodice or stockings and garter belt. First you two clean up here while I'll check the e-mails."

"Would you be angry if I wanted to wear both," Heidi inquired sheepishly. When I stopped to think about it, I was bombarded with, "Please, please, please," around the volume of a sprite's prayer.

"If I let you wear both tonight, I'm picking out what you wear tomorrow," I glared. Heidi looked gob-smacked.

"No," she replied in a small voice. "I'll wear the stocking, garter belt and be good."

"Pity," Mom chuckled, "that would be the only way to see her in that Beige Power Suit you made her buy. I actually want to use my black one sometime soon Joshua."

"We still need a good tattoo place," I reminded her. "Can you find one?"

"Sure; not every contact I made in Marymount was part of the gang. If it is a place in New Jersey, you and – well you can give blood immediately," Mom shrugged.

We chuckled and parted ways on that bizarre note. Soon enough we had gathered in our sleeping spots. Mom had said her good-nights and gone away; sleeping alone meant no handcuffs.

Heidi tossed and turned with me for a bit when I divined the problem. I got up while she watched, got three pillows to fence Heidi in next to me then resumed my sleeping position.

"I'm sorry for missing Sienna, Joshua," Heidi trembled. "Are you going to make me sleep on the cold, hard floor?"

"I think she gave us the night alone because she loves you so much she wanted to give you some time when it is just you and me," I confided. "To be truthful, I fucked her pretty hard this morning and I think she loved it. Now cuddle close to me and keep me warm, damn it. That's what I want and you had better do what I want, right?" I barked.

"Of course Joshua," she shivered. I had to drag Heidi's left leg and arm over my body but once she was there she clearly relaxed.

"Can I ask you an impertinent question?" she shook slightly.

"When you act with blind obedience, you steal from me your creativity that I cherish," I laid down the law. "If you are mine, you give me everything and you expect my best too."

"Do you want to disappoint me?" I asked softly.

"No," she gasped. "Please believe that your happiness is all that matters to me...ah and Sienna's happiness to," she added all on her own.

"I'm glad," I rubbed my nose against her nose, "because she'd spank you like a monkey if you said her name first."

"You laugh when you are afraid," she whispered that revelation, "like you get so quiet before you ready yourself to work violence."

"It was something I learned when I was in high school – when my mind and body got ready for pain I shut down every emotion and anything else that interfered with my reactions and planning."

She gazed at me quizzically. I nodded and she hugged me tightly. "It lets you be strong and fearless when you need to be. It helps me trust you the better I know you. I also bet Sienna was ecstatic that you've moved passed your foolish taboo. Isn't love the most important thing?"

"Only if you get to see that I am becoming more aggressive in our relationships and I love you for your part in it," I pointed out.

"Okay," she whimpered, hating to admit that I didn't want her as a doormat, but as a lover and her own woman – kooky but well worth it. Of course a warm Heidi rubbing against me had the inevitable physical reaction. "Are you going to play with my poor burnt up little bottom?"

"Nope – crawl over me, get a condom, put it on me then mount me cowgirl," I instructed her. "Those breasts look so inviting and ignored, except for those tender nipples and I'm going to get those too."

Heidi nearly burned the skin off my body as she vaulted off of me. Fifteen minutes later our sweaty bodies stuck together and sexuality hung heavy in the air.

"If I'm gone when you wake up, what will you do?" Heidi panted.

"Go looking for you, Heidi," I answered. She kissed me at the spot where the shoulder, chest and arm met before drifting off to sleep.

The doorbell roused me from a sound sleep. Heidi was still groggy when I slipped on my shorts, took my .40 from the bed stand and headed to the front. Sienna gave me a look from the door to check and see if I wanted her to lie low or back me up. My nod told her I felt I'd be okay...or at least okay long enough for her to get another gun and come to my rescue.

The windows were telling me that a steady rain was coming down. I practiced a trick Mom had taught me in one of our casual moments. I cut on the hall light and took an old hat from the closet and waved it over the peephole light. See, people outside can see the beam of light being cut off and if they wish me ill will, they might assume that disruption was caused by my head.

No one shot so I looked out. It was Natalie – with a carry-on over a shoulder, a rolling suitcase by her side and an umbrella overhead. I dumped the pistol into the top shelf of the closet and opened the door.

"Natalie, are you okay?" I stepped out on the stoop and pulled her tightly to me. She didn't resist as I trundled her inside.

"Joshua, I want to come home," Natalie shivered and choked down a sob.

"I want you to be sure Natalie that I want you – all of you, no restrictions," I stated. Natalie nodded but was fearful of meeting my gaze.

"You look pretty soaked," which wasn't terribly true, "so I want you to sleep in my bed tonight with Heidi. She'll be good, you know her and she'll be able to answer any questions that come up in the night."

"You don't' want to – right now?" she seemed confused and a little hurt.

"Two things Natalie: the final word is always mine and I don't want a worn out, scared and conflicted Sister – I want my Sister, Natalie Beverly; sensual and totally mine."

"I – we are really going to do this aren't we," she murmured dream-like.

"Do you have a shift tomorrow?" I inquired.

"No," she whispered.

"All the better – we will have some time to make you mine," I stated.

"Huh?" she gulped.

"That's code for me to figure out what your body enjoys and you to become comfortable doing the same for me," I grinned down at her. "Also, I'm Joshua. That's the only title or name I'll ever need. Likewise, you are always Natalie, Mom is Mom, Heidi is my 'top' submissive so you can trust her to look after you and treat her like a Sister at all times."

"I'm not so sure about Mom yet," Natalie hesitated. I had to think on that one a second.

"If she ever bothers you, go to Heidi and Heidi will deal with Sienna. It is what she does," I assured my Sister. I picked up the luggage, put her umbrella in the stand and shepherded her upstairs to my room.

Heidi had the covers pulled up tight to her chin which made her eyes look even larger and more innocent.

"Hey Heidi," Natalie said somewhat unsteadily.

"Heidi, you got the stockings and garters so Natalie gets the bodice," I explained to my top.

"Hello Natalie and yes sir," Heidi popped out of bed and slithered between me and Natalie on her way to Natalie's room where such things in Natalie's size were stored.

"You will look great," Heidi soothed my Sister.

"Hi – what – what bodice?" Natalie stammered.

"I say who wears what around the house," I told Natalie, "and you must trust me to never foolishly humiliate you. Trust is key."

"I trust you Joshua," she said as she folded into my arms. I had to let go of her luggage but it was worth it. Natalie got a yawn off before Heidi returned with a white corseted bodice that contrasted nicely with Heidi's black stockings.

"I'm going to wear this to bed?" Natalie said. She struggled to sound apprehensive but I could tell she was much more curious.

"That and only that," I affirmed. "No underwear either."

"What if Mom sees me like this?" Natalie asked in a hushed tone as she started to disrobe.

"So what?" I looked at her questioningly. "You are certainly covering more than Heidi."

"What if Mom wears something like this," my sister, the doctor was figuring things out.

"Would you like to see that?" I offered.

"No! – I'm not sure," she stammered. "I mean, how much of her is – bulk – and how much is muscle?"

"Next time you talk to Teela you can say that Mom is mostly muscle but she carries some extra padding on her hips and ass," I described Mom. "I want her to grow her hair long but otherwise she's pretty delicious to look at."

Natalie stared, open eyed, at me then looked at Heidi who did what Heidi does when uncertain – she showered the conundrum with kisses. This time one kiss sufficed.

"Oh," Natalie gazed upon Heidi in a different way. "Oh," she repeated.

"Joshua," Heidi shuffled toward me, "can I spend some time with Natalie – alone?" Sometimes listening to one's top is crucial in delicate situations, or so I hoped. I gave a nod then left. Seven minutes later, Heidi tip-toed over to Natalie's room where I was waiting after unpacking her clothes.

Heidi took me by the hand and led me back to my room. Natalie was sitting there with her white corseted bodice laced up and exerting great deal of willpower to not dive beneath the covers. Idly I noted that Heidi had removed the pillow 'island' too. I kissed Heidi, gave her bottom one good spanking (on a spot that wasn't bright red) and sent her daintily off to the other side of the bed.

I walked up to Natalie and with gentle, steady pressure opened her legs.

"Beautiful," I commented softly while savoring the view. Natalie looked away and blushed. I put a finger to her chin and brought her gaze back. I leaned in and Natalie thrust up to meet me. We kissed like what we were, starved teenagers who had loved but never dared show it – now given a second shot at life.

"Good night, Natalie," I whispered then ushered her beneath the covers. I kissed her once more, cut off the lights on the way out and retired to Natalie's room for a restful night sleep. I hadn't won anything. I had Natalie, not as a trophy but as a mate and I had so many challenges and rewards advancing toward me with the Sun.