As our lives become intertwined, like roses in a garden, I'm left wondering if I can live without any of them. Each beautiful, unique woman fills my heart with their own special addition to our group rainbow. But my contract here is temporary, and I don't know if I can handle the heartbreak of them fading out of my life, like everyone always does after I move.
Eden’s Garden
Excerpt
I eyed the dark-haired beauty with the
angular features and pegged her instantly as a Brat while she continued to pop
her chewing gum in rapid fire succession. She’d be a handful to tame, and the
thought of it thrilled me. She blew bubbles and snapped them with far too much
enthusiasm, and I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt she awaited rejection. To be
the last pick of the team.
They all did.
The air of dejection that surrounded these
women stirred a deep, unknown emotion in me. A fierce desire to protect them,
to show them the acceptance they craved, rose up with a startling surge.
“I know this is a little odd,” Abe said as
he slipped an arm around his wife’s waist. “But you’ve all come to me asking
for help, and doing things different might be the solution.”
The girl with the gum blew another bubble
and popped it. The sound ricocheted through the room like a gunshot, and a
woman with soft blonde hair tipped in pink who sat at the end of the table with
her gaze on the floor winced.
“Sorry, Wynny,” the gum girl said, and her
tone implied a genuine apology.
“S’okay,” the blonde responded in a
whisper.
Abe cleared his throat. “Why don’t we run
through intros? Eden, would you mind getting us started?”
I smiled at him, and kept that smile as I
swept my gaze across the four women in front of me. “Hello, ladies. I’m Eden.
I’m down here from DC for a twelve-month work contract, and I’m hoping to find
a play partner. I’m very flexible on what I like, and have been in the life for
years. I am a Domme, but I promise I’m not an aggressive dominant. If you need
references, there are several people in the group who know me from DC. Anything
else, just ask.”
A heavy pause hung in the air, and I could
feel them studying me. Weighing me to see my worth in their own heads. I gave
them that time, sensing they needed it. Somehow, I held a sneaky suspicion
these women were single for reasons beyond their kinks. Each one stood out as a
bit of an oddity, which didn’t necessarily mean a bad thing.
“I’m Denisha.” The pink-haired girl I saw
Boi coloring with earlier stuck out her hand, and I shook it without
hesitation. Her warm, brown skin felt like silk against my palm. “I’ve only
been around ‘bout a year. I’m a Little, and um…I guess that’s that.”
“Pleasure to meet you, Denisha.” I gave
her an encouraging nod and shifted my attention to a quiet, auburn haired,
petite woman next to her.
“Is it my turn?” she asked, glancing at
me. “My name’s Cami. I… I like…” She stared at her lap as her cheeks turned an
adorable shade of red. “I like to meow and stuff or be a maid. I work at a
shelter, and I really want a Mistress who will pet me.”
Pet
play as a cat? Adorable! “Hello, Cami. Nice to meet you.” I
turned my attention to the dark-haired Brat.
Gum girl snorted at Cami and rolled her
eyes. “Maya. Tease me, beat me, if you wanna teach me,” she sing-songed, and I
recognized the underlying jingle from a kid’s show popular in my youth.
Oh,
pretty girl. Do you even realize you are a Brat? “Hi,
Maya. A pleasure.”
That left one more person to introduce
herself. The timid blonde nearly hugged her knees. Her gaze never left the
floor. If I’d labeled Cami as shy, this girl could be the epitome of
agoraphobic. Maya gave her a gentle nudge and the girl started, as if the
physical contact shocked her.
“I’m… I’m….”
“This is Wynny,” Maya supplied. From the
way the blonde shot her a grateful look, I gathered Maya stepped in for her a
lot. “She likes stuff like wax, feathers; that sort of thing. Isn’t that
right?”
Wynny’s silent nod confirmed this.
They were all going to require the extent
of my skills as a dominant in their own ways. The terrified blonde would need
the most help learning to let go and enjoy herself, without a doubt. But all of
them presented their own unique sets of challenges…and rewards.
“So, is this going to be like eenie meenie
miney moe?” Maya asked.
I couldn’t let her get away with that
snarkiness and establish dominance. If I did, it meant working double-time to
earn her respect later. Easier to nip it before she managed a foothold to stand
her cocky ass on.
“No, darling,” I said as I clasped my
hands and rested them on the table. “This isn’t a school game where I pick the
most popular or prettiest. If any of you want to give this a shot, we’ll set up
dates and see how compatible we are in a one-on-one environment.”
“Any of us?” Denisha asked, her voice
filled with surprise.
“Absolutely.”
That got their attention. They stared at
me with varying expressions of shock.
“You do realize we’re the group rejects,
right? The unwanted fuck ups. Why do ya want saddled with us?” Maya demanded.
Elle shifted, her body language turning
nervous, and I noticed Abe give her arm a soft, reassuring squeeze from the
corner of my eye. He watched me carefully, and I knew this moment could make or
break my reputation and acceptance in this group.
“You’re not fuck ups,” I said, keeping my
voice neutral. “You are all beautiful women with a unique set of challenges
that I’m excited to conquer with you. All that remains between us and that, is
whether you’ll give me a chance to show you what you can achieve.”
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