Aubreys Playground

:Twelve:

Casual Friday was exactly that, the laid back environment yet still managing to get projects done made for the day to coast by easier. Lori swiveled side to side in her computer chair looking through photos of a nearby building that was under construction, maybe a month or so before it was completely finished.

Janet pushed open Lori's office door. "You ever wonder who else around you or who you might know could be involved with b**m!?"

Lori sighed and shook her head. "Nope!" she said keeping eyes on her phone unamused with the question.

She sat down on the small couch tucking one leg under her butt. "How do you not!? Like... let's take... Steve... what you think he's into!?" She said looking around the large building through the glass walls at other peoples work stations.

Lori looked up and over at her employee. A large heavyset, middle-aged, white man that was currently in the early stages of hair loss. Granted there were hundreds of men exactly like Steve that lived a secret life as what would be called a 'Paypig' or a 'Cash Cow' for a young, pretty, college girl that sent him feet pics on the weekends to help with her college tuition, yet she highly doubted that, considering he hated this new-aged technology refusing to upgrade from a flip phone and was probably the most frugal man she had ever met,

Lori frowned. "Steve is into going home at exactly 5:00, to his nagging wife, and falling asleep in a torn-up lay-z-boy chair while the news plays as background noise."

Janet scrunched up her face as she looked over at Steve who was busy trying to unjam a paper shredder. "Yeah, you probably right, he not into shit." Janet scanned the office again. "Ok! But what about?... what about Alexis!? Huh!? Right? She's like us... well you... She could be about that life!"

Lori sighed and looked up again this time at Alexis. She was average height, late 20's her skin was a medium brown, no more than 130 pounds and her thick 4C pattern hair spent more time in long box braids than it did in anything else.

Lori frowned again "I don't know... she'd... she'd probably be a Dominatrix who... I don't know?... humiliates and beats white men that have a secret obsession with black women and feel they need to be punished for their white ancestors owning slaves." She replied back shrugging her shoulders.

"THAT'S A REAL THING!? LIKE FOR REAL FOR REAL!?"

"Yes, it's called Race Play or Revenge Fantasies." Lori said nonchalantly while looking down at her phone.

Janet scrunched up her face again this time looking at Alexis who she originally saw as an innocent, 27-year-old, FAMU graduate who she now was imagining in a black leather costume, whipping a white man who was down on his hands and knees kissing her feet. "There really is a category for everything! Damn!"

Lori looked up at Janet and rolled her eyes. Janet had been going the whole day since Lori got to her house that morning, every time she opened her mouth Lori was praying it was a question about work but instead it was something that randomly popped up in her head about the lifestyle Aubrey currently lived and her possibly reliving it with him. Lori halfway expected Janet's rambling question, she was aware of Lori's past and she spoke to her about the basics here and there but with Aubrey's contract popping up her questions had become invasive, she had grown more curious than she ever was after reading a few pages of his requirements.

"I just can't stop picturing people in b**m situations! It's like every time I look at somebody I'm wondering if they're a Dom or a Sub! Every time I look at you, now all I can picture is you tied to the bed, starfish style, while Aubrey pours wax on your n*****s!"

Lori frowned hard, she quickly turned and looked at Janet and c****d her head back. "Don't be thinking about me in your visions! She said chuckling.

Janet dropped her head in her hands, her muffled laugh barely making it to Lori. "I just can't stop imagining regular people in b**m!"

Lori huffed and placed her phone on the edge of the desk, she leaned back in her chair looking up at the ceiling. "It's because it's brand new still to you, what you see is normal because you're used to it... hints why it's just normal. It's like going to Comic-Con for the first time and being shocked then coming home and wondering who in the office dresses up like a Ninja Turtle on the weekends."

"Ok, I see that." She said moving her head from side to side as she compared the situations.

Considering she thought that was weird, also. Every year New York and other cities had several sized Comic Conventions and Janet could never understand why people were so dedicated to being out in public dressed like a Pokémon on a Tuesday in the middle of July or using their last sick day at work to act out fight scenes in the train tunnels dressed like an X-Men while on their commute to the convention. Some people were carefree enough to just live and do what made them happy, what they were interested in.

She stood up and walked over to Lori's desk sitting in one of the chairs in front of it, she leaned back and crossed one leg over the other. She was thinking again, thinking about all the questions she had. Lori sat up straight and looked at her patiently waiting for the questions she knew were coming.

"I guess I just can't get around why Aubrey needs all the information he feels like he needs... I'm mean he's not your boyfriend... your husband! I get needing to know your health status because... hell he's going to be having s*x with you and knowing someone's health status before you f**k them is just responsible, that's just being smart, it's legit. But a dentist appointment!? You need to watch me get my damn teeth cleaned!? Is that supposed to be a kink!?" She asked stretching her arms out.

Lori laughed. "If he feels like he needs to come with me to a dentist appointment then that's how he feels if that's what makes him happy and feel like a successful Dom then let's go to this boring ass appointment together."

"Do you have the right to request his medical records!?"

"Absolutely, before I sign I have the opportunity to go over the contract... I told you that! If I want to see his latest STD/STI test then I can ask him and he'll give it to me if he doesn't I won't sign."

"And you're going to be full-on faithful as f**k to this man while he plays with the days of the week until he reaches you! Now it's Friday but him and his d**k are tired!"

Lori closed her eyes and laughed, she shook her head. "That's the thing you're thinking only s*x because that's the only part of the lifestyle that is shown. I told you all Doms are different, some are strictly s*x and that's it, some financially take care of their subs... spoiling them, some Doms are a switch and they'll let their sub take the lead role, some Doms only have one sub and they interact with other people together, some Doms and subs are only in character during their selected days and the rest of the week their just regular friends like you and I... your trusting someone, giving in completely, giving yourself totally to someone trusting that they will take care of you in whatever way you agreed upon. Either way that Dom and sub relationship is whatever THOES two make it."

Janet rolled her eyes. "So just get married." She said sounding exhausted. "That's what that sounds like."

"A lot of Doms are terrified of long term commitments like that. Kids are permanent, marriage is binding. Names are changed, bank accounts are added and switched, insurance is brought up. That's why contracts have a time limit and a clause that allows either party to end the agreement if something serious arises and they need to split, they're able to do so and nothing is affected. Money isn't split, insurance doesn't go up, you don't have to pay thousands of dollars for a divorce."

Janet sat quietly for a few seconds, she eyed Lori with a frown and sighed. "So what kind of Dom sub relationship are you and Aubrey going to make?"

Lori turned and looked at the closed black folder that rested to the left of her computer keyboard. She puckered hers, chewing on the inside of her cheek. "We'll find out when Aubrey finds out the kind of sub I really am."

"Ugghhhhh!" Janet said out loud dramatically tossing her arms in the air, her body went limp in the chair, and her head dropped back.