If Only They Knew (Book 1.5) (AU Series) - INTERSEX

Chapter Seventeen

I walk into the room, and it is three sizes bigger than mine at home. There's a massive bed in the center of the room, away from all the walls. I walk around gawking at the layout. The balcony doors are wide open, allowing the sunset to seep through and giving a perfect view of the bright green pasture. I admire the flawless landscape and inhale the fresh air. You wouldn't know, just from looking at the front of the house, that this is how the back looked.

"Here is a folder explaining the etiquette and rules Madam has for the playroom."

Her rules or mine... I take the folder opening it up, and read.

1. The submissive must cleanse, prepare, and groom as directed before playtime.

2. The sub will present themselves for the dom's inspection in a specific position.

3. The sub must ask for permission to masturbate

4. The sub must ask permission to orgasm.

5. The submissive will follow any directions provided by the dom in the scene.

6. The sub will use appropriate honorifics and respond to their scene name.

My eyes run over the list of rules, and I glance up after reading the rest of them. "Did she ask you to give me these?"

He shakes his head. "I took the liberty of doing that myself. You should know, Ms. Reed, Madam Jain has not switched roles in over four years." I nod slowly, trying to understand what he means. I glance down at the list.

"Are these rules for... her?" His lip raises in a short smile and he bows, leaving me there in my own thoughts. He turns around before closing the door.

"I trust you know the way to the playroom?"

"Yes, Jeffery."

"Then I wish you both a good night." He shuts the door. I grab my phone but there's still no text from her. I sigh and enter the walk-in closet. I get undressed and place a robe over my body.

I wander the halls of the mansion, mapping the layout on the way to the playroom. The door is unlocked this time, and I turn the knob stepping inside. My eyes immediately see her standing there in position one. Feet shoulder length apart, wrist crossed in front of her body, head lowered in a respectful bow. My heartbeat increases seeing her submit in front of me completely naked with only those stockings and heels on. I smirk as I notice a slit in the middle of them, exposing her center.

"Deleena?"

"Yes, Master," her words send shivers down my spine as her head remains bowed. I walk towards her circling her bare body, trailing my fingers along the netted material, stopping right below her ass. She quivers to my touch, and I smirk. I know I told her to keep them on, but I did not expect her to give me the role I felt most suitable in. I stop in front of her and raise her chin.

Her eyes gaze deeply into mine. "You do not have to submit to me, Deleena." Her lips part, and she stops before speaking out of turn. She's following the rules she once used for her subjects.

"You can speak," I say.

"I want to. From the moment you yelled at me in class. I felt compelled to submit to you." I smile, knowing my anger can sometimes come off as intimidating. My temper is not one I am friends with, but I see it is one she has made an ally with. "Are you comfortable in this role?" she asks.

I have read enough to believe I am. I nod and let go of her chin. Her head falls again as I walk away from her. "I am. What I am not comfortable with is the name Master. You are not my slave. List off the others," I demand and start looking through her drawers to find the thing I need for the pose I saw in the pdf.