United with the Family, Cherie Benjamin [read after .TXT] 📗

with bacon. She placed a container of warm syrup on the counter in front of them.

Kane and Ara finished their breakfast in silence.

Ara was excited to have the conversation concerning their relationship.  She hoped that she would be the type of submissive that Kane needed. She had read that, often, when a Dominant and submissive would start their relationship, they would find out that one did not meet the needs of the other.  With her research, she had an understanding of what she thought she would like to try. She prayed that Kane would be patient with her and her lack of experience.

"Come; let's go into the den where we will be more comfortable."  Kane said, interrupting her thoughts.

Kane led Ara into the den.  "Please have a seat. I will go get the paperwork."

Ara sat on the large comfortable sofa, bringing up her bare feet so that she could tuck them under her.  She clasped her hands together and willed them to stop shaking. Please, please…be enough for him, she thought. She couldn't explain it, but she felt a connection with Kane.

Kane went into his office and collected his limits sheet and a blank limits form, as well as two copies of the contract he had made up for all his submissives, past and present.  He walked back into the den to find his beautiful girl sitting on the couch wringing her hands together. Sitting down beside her and laying the paperwork on the table, he took her hands into his and pulled them up to his lips.  Kissing each finger lovingly, he said, "Don't, please; don't worry, my sweet girl."

A tear spilled out of her eye and down her face.  "I'm trying, but I'm so nervous."

"Together...We do this together."  Kane proclaimed.

"Okay, let's begin."

Kane picked up the limits list.  "Okay, I would like to go through each one, explain its meaning if you need me to, and afterwards, I'll let you see mine and see what you think.  If, after that, you and I feel that we are compatible, then we will go over the contract."

"Okay."

"Alright, let's get started.  Tell me yes or no for each item.  If it’s a yes, we’ll rate it from 0-5 on willingness to try, with five being the most willing.  If it is a no, then we will discuss it further into soft and hard limits. If it is a soft limit, it means you’re willing to try.  If it is a hard limit, it will never happen."

"I understand."  Ara said, biting her lip.

Over the next hour they went through the list, and Kane marked each item with either a no or yes, and if yes, her willingness to each one.

She had marked for her hard limits:

 Abrasion  Animal roles  Arm binders  Asphyxiation  Auction  Bathroom use control  Beating  Breath Control  Branding Cages Choking Waist reduction Diapers Electricity Face slapping Fantasy gang-rape Full head hoods Given Away Golden Showers Gun Play Scat Play Serving anyone else Swapping with another couple

Kane smiled because her list, mirrored his.  On her soft limits, there were a few items that she had placed “0” on things he loved doing, but he knew that they could work with the list to meet both their needs.

"Ara, we are very compatible.  And I would love to begin a Dom/sub relationship with you."

Ara smiled.  After going through the list and then reviewing Kane's, she had seen the same thing.  "I would love to try."

Kane pulled her into his arms and kissed her soundly.  "You have made me a very happy man. Now onto the contract; it is a standard Dominant/submissive contract, but, Ara, I need to ask you something before we sign anything."

"Sure."

"How would you feel about not only having this type of relationship, but also have a girlfriend/boyfriend relationship with me?"  Kane asked, hoping she would say yes.

Ara looked at Kane in shock; he wanted both?

"There is nothing I would love more."  Ara said, blushing.

"Really?"

"Yes, really."

"Okay, I still want to take care of you, but I think we could limit our actual play time between Friday evening and Sunday afternoon.  But, during the week, we will get to know each other as just Kane and Ara. Does that sound good to you?"

"Yes, but, Kane, are you sure you want me to live here?  I mean, I know you have family responsibilities. I don't want to impede on them."

"Ara, I can't tell you right now the reason why I need you to live here, because I am still trying to figure it out myself, but I feel this need for you to be near me.  I have never felt this need to protect someone like this ever before. So, please, stay here with me." Kane pleaded.

"Okay, I'll stay, but, Kane, I am scared that, in the end, I will be the only one that will get hurt."

"Don't worry, my sweet girl, because I promise to always be true to you.  I can't say that, during the week, my Dominant side won't show itself, because I’m sure it will.  But, we can work through this together."

"Okay, let's read over this contract."

Ara read it, and signed…agreeing to:

 Obey his commands to the best of her ability.  To strive to overcome feelings of guilt or shame, and all inhibitions that interfered with her capabilities to serve Him and limit her growth as His submissive.  To maintain honest and open communication.  To reveal her thoughts, feelings, and desires without hesitation or embarrassment.  To inform Him of wants and perceived needs, recognizing that He is the sole judge of whether or not these shall be satisfied.  To strive toward maintenance of a positive self-image and development of realistic expectations and goals.  To work with Him to become a happy and self-fulfilled individual.  To work against negative aspects of her ego and her insecurities that would interfere with advancement of her goals.

And that her surrender as a submissive was done with the knowledge that nothing asked of her would demean her as a person, and in no way diminished her own responsibilities toward making the utmost use of her potential.

"So, if you will sign here, and then I will sign and I will give you a copy."  Kane said. "Ara, I want us to take some time to get to know each other, before we take the next step to becoming Master/submissive.  I believe that relationship should not be rushed into; that being said, I see us someday soon beginning such a relationship. But, first, we have to get to know each other better and that includes our pasts.  I will need to know about your family, as well as anything that you think will cause this relationship to fail."

"Kane, I want you to know I want this relationship to work.  Everything I have read or seen has said that the way to have a happy relationship was to build it on trust and communication.  I will tell you now it is hard for me to sometimes communicate my feelings, but I promise to work on my faults, so that it doesn't interfere with this relationship. My mother and father divorced when I was three and my mother and I moved to Arizona.  She never was mean to me, but she never really showed love for me, either. By the age of ten, I had taken over cooking and making sure the bills were paid. She often brought men into the home and, even though nothing ever happened, there were times I felt uncomfortable with some of them.  I can't remember how many times I walked into the living room to find my mother and her current boyfriend having sex on the couch. I was so ashamed that I never made friends with anyone from school, because I didn't want them to come to my home to see that.

When I graduated high school, and had gotten into the University of Washington, I called my father and asked if I could stay the summer, and spend some time with him before college.  He didn't say no, but he wasn't overly happy about it either. Over the years, my father was a just a man who sent me a card for my birthday and Christmas. He never wanted me to visit and never came to Arizona.  When I arrived at my father’s home that summer, he had a room set up with a bed and dresser. He is the Chief of Police in Redmond, a small town about three hours from here, but, before you ask, we still are not close, and I don't think it will be strange to be a police Chief's daughter and have a relationship with a mobster.  The only two things Mave, my father, ever did for me were to show me how to defend myself and purchase that truck you don’t like. That truck was the first thing he ever gave me that actually had taken him more than a few minutes of thought to do. So, as much as you dislike the truck, it is a physical reminder that my father might actually have cared just a little about me."

Kane sat and listened to her tell about her childhood, or lack thereof.  If he hadn't wanted to take care of her before, he surely did now. He would shower this woman with not only gifts, but also with the constant reminder of how important she was to him.

"Kane, it was that summer before I went off to college that I happened upon BDSM.  The first book I read was a beginner's submissive book. The writer's words were so clear and captivating that it made me want to read more and more.  I spent the next year, studying. When I was alone, I would practice being a submissive. So, when Uriel turned to his Dominant voice, it made me fall into my submissive mindset.  I had always hoped and prayed that, somehow, I would find someone who would help me let my submissive nature loose."

"What was the name of the first book you read?"

"Letting Your Inner Self Free by Elizabeth Giannino."

Kane smiled; her introduction into the community was written by his mother, using a penname, of course.  What were the chances? "Do you still have a copy?"

"Yes, it's well worn, because, whenever I questioned something, I would reference back to it.  It actually is in my purse. I carry it with me everywhere."

"Well, that actually is a wonderful book and is a wonderful tool to be following.  Now, let us get up, and get a move on because we may need to spend the rest of the day shopping. However, if we get done early, I would love to take you to my parents to meet them, in a normal setting."

"Are you sure you want me to meet your parents in a normal setting?"

"Ara, did you forget we are planning to be in a  regular relationship also? My father has met you as my submissive, but now he will meet my girlfriend and I want my mother to meet you as well.  And like I told you, if ever we need to be apart, you will be staying with my mother."

Ara nodded.

Kane stood and helped Ara from the couch.  Placing the contract and limits back into the folder, they walked into the bedroom, where Kane placed the folder in the top drawer of the nightstand.  "I'll put them in the safe later."

Ara smiled, and went to put on her black flats.  She went into the bathroom, washed her face, and brushed her teeth. Taking her hair down from the bun, she brushed it out; it fell in soft curls down her back.  God, it had gotten so long.

Kane walked in the bathroom and watched her brush her beautiful long hair.  He walked up behind her, wrapped his arms around her waist, and laid his chin on her shoulder.  Looking into the mirror, he was amazed at how perfect they looked together. "We look good together."

Ara looked into the mirror and