Broken Binding

A Plan

Giving in he walks into the room, Camari looking at them confused.

“Look, I have an idea.” Axel sits down and looks at them.

“Before you married Mack, you were a slave right, with a Master?” Camari nods smiling, remembering those moments, it was the feel of the rope around her wrists that plunged her dreams into visions of the past.

“How much do you want to repay Mack for what he has done?” She looks at him confused, not understanding what the two have to do with each other.

“I become your Master Camari, I help you get back in with Mack, you give us information, and we take everything, his house, everything.” Camari and Ben stares at him shocked.

“I don't think I can do that; surely, he will know I know about him?” Camari can't see it working and neither can Ben.

“No, we never told him we told you. We dump you on his doorstep; you give him a story about how we wore masks, they didn't say why they took you. You go back in upset crying, the damsel in distress.” Camari still can't see it working, why would he keep her around?

“He won't get rid of you quick. I draw up a letter and post it to your address saying a long lost uncle has passed and has left their equity to you. However you have to do a few months trial, Of course, I don't know to get it.” Camari nods now listening, even Ben moving to the edge of his seat.

“The money will be too much for him to pass up. He will keep you around until that money hits your bank. That gives you time to get all the information you need. You will be sent contracts weekly, all saying the same thing, he will need to sign as well to say you are committed.” If the plan works, Mack will think he is getting money, something he sees as most valuable in life.

“I like where this is going.” Ben looks at Axel.

“After signing 3 or 4, he will be bored of re-reading. When he stops reading, we start changing the contents, so he is signing over parts of his shares, house and everything to you.” Axel smiles his plan is flawless.

“What, why the f**k in her name. It should come to us.” Axel turns to Ben, who clearly now hates the plan again. Camari looks at him shocked; she won’t take the house. Sure it will be in her name, but she won’t sell it and have Mack left with nothing.

“She is his wife, no bank or lawyer will question it. Our names, people will question, hers they will just assume he is moving accounts.” Camari looks at Axel; she could take it all, leave and take everything. Forget these two idiots, she considers it, she could get away from all of them, yet she looks at Axel, and she doesn't want to. She smiles thinking about it, a life of crime, but as his slave, she smiles more.

“I will do it.” Ben looks at her, shocked, maybe it is a fact she has missed being a slave so much she is agreeing?

“Wait, how do we know we can trust her.” Axel smiles.

“Well, in any dynamic like this, there is a contract, hers will state she can't talk about us, she can't do anything like that. The contract will have us covered, and her.” Ben looks at Axel confused.

“Why the hell would you need a contract?” Axel laughs slightly.

“You wouldn't understand even if I explained Ben, so forget it, I am sure Camari knows exactly what I mean by a contract.” They both turn to Camari, waiting for her answer.

“Yes, a contract that says my responsibilities in the dynamic as well as Axel's. Things I will allow and won't, things he will allow and won't. Plus extras.” She smiles, the extras are a bonus, she looks at Axel, he is hot, far hotter than her scumbag husband, she may as well get some fun out of this.

“Your choice, but if she squeals like a pig, I am running and sending your address to Mack and the police.” Ben gets up and walks out, Axel looking at Camari now wondering if it was such a good idea. He knows from Mack she has been out of the lifestyle for years.

“So, how long have you been in the lifestyle?” Camari looks at Axel; if she is doing this, she needs information, she needs to know he can be trusted. Well, in a sense, he isn’t abusive and using the lifestyle to cover it.

“Around eight years, then Ben turned my head to a life of crime and well, kind of hard keeping a slave when they know you're a crook.” Camari nods, unsure of how to feel about this.

“I had one slave for about five years, as well as a submissive and brat during those eight years — all with contracts. Ask anything you want Camari, I will answer it. I want this to work as much as you.” Camari looks at him thinking about it, unsure now what to ask.

“Your slave, why did she leave?.” He shakes his head at her.

“She did not leave; I let her go. I was moving; she couldn't, so I had to let her go.” Camari relaxes a little more.

“The brat and submissive?” Did they leave or did he let them go as well?

“You see Camari, brats and submissives are fun, but they are not slaves. I couldn't stick with them because deep down, I wanted and needed a slave.”

“Now, how about you, Camari? All we know is you were a slave before Mack, what happened there?” Camari looks at him, shrugging her shoulders; she does not even know herself.

“Well, I'm not sure. I was a slave for my Master; he was amazing. The whole lifestyle was amazing for over ten years. I was his slave. Then I met Mack, and things seemed to change. My Master just disappeared and never contacted me again. I missed that part of me; Mack refused even to consider it, calling it mud love, whatever that means.” Axel stares back at her in disbelief; he calls her it to her face?

“Mud love, is a term people use, for love that is not ordinary, is wrong, and repulsive and shouldn't be allowed. It is a term a lot of people use in the lifestyle itself for those who do b**m with those who are not legal age. It is used by those outside the lifestyle who can’t understand it.” Camari nods, she had never heard of the saying before. In all her years of being in the lifestyle but then again, she had never been told a story or heard of an adult doing it with anyone underage.