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[Chapter 6](

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**Emma & Jake – 1:47PM**

“Rest Joe, rest. I will take care of this,” she said tucking him in. He looked up at her and his expression had changed. His eyes had been almost dead when she had come in, but now some of that adoration of her had returned. That was good. There was hope in his pretty green eyes that she would make everything better. She kissed his forehead and repeated the command to just rest.

She left him then, closing his door softly behind her.

And then she stalked down the hall, ready to kick open Jake’s door and fucking kill him…

Jake had planned to nap, but was lounging on his bed instead, just swiping on Tinder. It was actually sort of a relief to be in that stupid app without being so horned up that he swiped on just about anything. Now that he would have a regular cum dump, he could be far more selective about picking girls. He heard the front door open and wasn’t sure if Joe had freed himself and left or if Emma was also home early unexpectedly.

Emma. Or ‘Em’ as he usually called her. He would probably have to talk with her about this because he wouldn’t be able to hide it, and he couldn’t just go full asshole mode about it either. First, he really wasn’t that much of an asshole, despite the way he had talked to and treated Joe, and secondly because he didn’t want to piss Emma off. She controlled the lease here and it was extremely difficult to discover affordable housing in this market. He not only wanted to stay on good terms with her, he needed to. Besides he liked Emma. She seemed a sweet, quiet girl. Not his type of course, but they had all the time gotten on well.

Suddenly, there was a loud THUMP against his door, and he heard Emma growl, “Ouch, fuck,” before the doorknob turned and she opened the door with extra force, slamming it against the door stop. She was red faced and looked to be trembling.

Emma hurt her ankle trying to kick the door open. It wasn’t awful, but now she was mad not only at Jake, but herself for believing her own bullshit that she could actually kick a door in. She didn’t like feeling like this and she hated confrontation, but she needed answers for what Jake had done to Joe.

“Em?” Jake said a little uncertainly, “You’re home early….did things not go well at yo-…..” he started to ask in a ordinary voice.

“How could you?!” Emma yelled at him, “How could you take advantage of him like that and abuse and rape him?!”

Jake held his hands up in a defensive, denial sort of way. So she knew what he had did. Whether Joe told her or not didn’t really matter at the moment, he had to defuse her. “Woah, woah, woah. I didn’t rape him Em,” he said in a calm voice, “I did find him tied up, but he was willing. More than willing, he wanted everything I did. He begged me for it actually. He is kind of my willing slave now, it was something I wanted to talk to you about…”

“Slave?! Slave? He is not! He belongs to me!” Emma exclaimed and then shot her hands up to cover her mouth, her eyes wide, saying more than she had intended to in her anger. Jake’s eyebrows rose in surprise, but things started to click into place. Not ‘he belongs WITH me’, but ‘he belongs TO me.’ So…she and Joe already had something and Emma was apparently dominant. Or wondered she was. The wondered of this slip of a girl being a leather clad mistress was amusing. What Jake didn’t know was if it was before today or if she had perhaps been home earlier and had also taken benefit?

“Wait…he belongs TO you?” Jake asked. “Were you home earlier today and also found him tied up like a gift?” he asked genuinely wanting to know.

Fuckity fuck fuck, Emma wondered, that was more than she wanted to say by far, and Jake had quickly deduced things. “Yes,” she admitted, her voice not quite as raised as it was, “but I had to run out to…”

“So… you saw him like that, had some fun with him, and left him tied up, when I then found him and did the same…” Jake said reasonably.

When he put it like that, the rage started to drain from her. Oh, it didn’t go away, she was still angry, but she couldn’t maintain that enraged state any more. She sat down in Jake’s desk chair before speaking again. Still quite clearly upset, but calmer.

“It’s different. He wanted me to….and I was going to…. but….whatever you did, he is traumatized Jake! His torso is a mass of welts for God’s sake, and he was actually crying when I found him. Whatever you did, besides whipping him, made him lay there crying. He didn’t even try to release himself and it looked the the cuff key had been available for some time.”

“Em…” Jake started, “he wanted me to as well. I know that seems hard to accept, but he did. Yes, the flogging was a little rough, but he liked it. He was hard the whole time. As far as the crying? That may have just been finally realizing and accepting what he is now. Did….did you talk to him? Did he claim that I raped him?” Jake asked, knowing it was a risk to ask.

“No,” Emma answered truthfully and sullenly. She was an awful liar and rarely attempted it. “He said that….that he is your slave….”

Jake spread his hands palm up in a ‘There, you see?’ sort of gesture, relieved. The boy had remembered what he was. But though the anger had bled from Emma, she was still clearly very upset and Jake formed a plan. She obviously cared for Joe and wanted to claim him as her own.

“Look Em, I am not unreasonable. I think Joe craves sucking cock and getting fucked, if you’ll excuse my crudeness, and being a guy, I want to continue getting my cock taken care of. But….outside of that…I don’t have…I don’t want to make him an actual slave if you know what I mean.” He had wondered about doing just that, making Joe do all the cleaning and laundry, but he backed off of that idea, wanting to work with Emma and still get the things that were most essential to him – getting his dick sucked on the regular and occasionally fucking a tight hole.

Emma had looked at him in disgust while he was speaking and she replied, “but he wants to be with me. He wants me to take care of him. I know this for a fact.”

“And you can Emma….look, I’ve got a proposal here okay? Please listen with an open mind. I don’t know what else he said to you, but he at least accepted that he was my slave. Did he say anything else? I think he needs me to use him Emma,” Jake said.

Emma looked down at the floor. This conversation was not going at all like she had wondered it would, full of thoughts of intimidating Jake and making him….what? Damn it, he was right. Joe had said that he felt a need to serve Jake’s cock now. She didn’t want to lose Joe to Jake. She had finally experienced true domination of a man sexually and she was desperate to keep exploring it with Joe. To keep Joe. She was deathly afraid of losing him because of this and felt pain in her chest at the possibility.

“He did,” she said, trying and failing to keep the defeat out of her voice, “what is your proposal?” she asked.

Jake was pleased. She didn’t say what else Joe had said to her, but it was obviously something about serving Jake. He had all the time had a way with talking women around to his point of view. He had successfully deescalated Emma and now she would be able to come to an agreement. She may not be 100% happy about it, but it would give them what they both wanted.

“It’s this, Em, and it’s simple. Joe will be free use to me, sucking me or getting fucked whenever I want. and we are both home. But outside of that, he belongs to you. He is yours. Call it something like 23/7. It won’t be a huge commitment of time. I get what I want, you get to keep Joe, and Joe gets what he both needs and desires from both of us,” Jake said putting all his effort into sounding patient and reasonable.

Emma didn’t like it. Not at all. Well…that wasn’t true. She would get to keep Joe and take care of him. She just had to let him suck Jake’s cock and get fucked by him in a ‘free use’ manner. But for the majority of time, he would be all hers and not only could she continue to make her dreams come true, she could help him cope with serving Jake like that. She had another selfish reason to be upset too. As part of dominating a man, she had fantasized of making him suck cock for her too. This wasn’t how she envisioned it at all, and would not have chosen Jake to be that cock. So it wasn’t feasible now…or was it? She didn’t entirely trust Jake, so it was time to push back a little.

“IF I agree to this, IF….than you will agree that you only use him in front of me. And no, I don’t care about your cock. I care about Joe and his well being. If Joe belongs to me as you say, as I fucking say….then he needs to believe that everything he has to do is FOR me. So, if he is doing it in front of me, he knows I am there and want him to do it and he can feel safe,” she said firmly, her normally shy gaze was now unwavering.

Jake took that in. It wasn’t ideal, and he really had to hold himself back from saying something dirty about her watching. He also had visions of taking Joe into his room, but… it might actually be sort of hot to have someone watch him dominate. He could live with this on a couple of conditions…

“I can agree to that Em as long as we understand that it is Free Use. That as long as both of you are present, I don’t have to ask permission or anything like that. As such, I would request that he be kept naked while at home, and to have those comfortable looking leather cuffs always on his wrists for use,” Jake countered.

Now it was Emma’s turn to consider. She didn’t like it, but she could grudgingly agree to it. Enforced nudity was something she actually liked and would choose to do, but it wouldn’t have been feasible in this case without Jake being a part of it. The cuffs were okay too. They wouldn’t hinder him day to day, and could easily be used to cuff his hands behind his back at any moment very quickly. Bondage was obviously essential to Joe and it would help him cope.

This gave her an idea for another concession.

“That could perhaps be arranged, but… only when we are not otherwise engaged. I won’t have you barging into my room and interrupting us. If you did that even once, you would have hell to pay, you understand me? My room is off limits for your free use. When he is in there, it will be a safe place for him. You can arrange for times, or have free use in common areas, but you won’t interrupt MY private time with Joe, got it?” she said.

Jake had to hide a smirk. She was trying to be little Miss Dominant and she looked sort of cute doing so. Still, she seemed quite firm on it and he had to admit that Em could be a little intimidating in her own way. “Sure Em, that is completely reasonable. My only fear would be that you might hide him in there whenever I am home, so I request that he be made available to me at least an hour of everyday. I won’t use that hour everyday, but I should have the opportunity. In return for that, I won’t use him for more than an hour each day either,” he offered.

Emma didn’t like it, but she nodded.

“And no more abuse from you. He is mine and will be mine to discipline. You can use him sexually, but you can’t hit him or flog him any more. I am firm on this. He belongs to me and only I will have that right, do you understand?” she asked, clenching her jaw, showing more confidence in what she wanted.

Jake was NOT happy about that, but she gave him the cuffs, the hour, and the enforced nudity as part of it. He had really enjoyed hurting Joe, his squeals were like music and he couldn’t get enough of them. Still, he could make him squirm and squeal at the end of Bitch Breaker.

“Fine. I can concede that, as long as you understand two things. He can’t refuse me. If he tries I will force him. He likes being forced I think anyway…..but the other thing is….Em, I am not bragging here, but I am not small and I like to be rough. He will be Free Use and he will suffer from taking my cock down his throat and in his ass, but I think he wants that as well. I am not going to go easy on him because you are watching,” he said. He wanted to make sure she understood what free use meant. “But I won’t hit him and the like if that is your wish…”

Shit. Emma got what she wanted out of that exchange, but Joe couldn’t be Free Use without Jake being free to use him roughly. She had rolled her eyes when Jake talked about how large he was. Why did men all the time obsess about their size so much? And if Joe truly did want to be dominated by cock now, as a submissive, he probably would not mind it rough and somewhat forced. She would make sure that he didn’t refuse and get himself too hurt. He would be doing it for her after all. She had witnessed how Joe had responded to her giving him some pain, and he did appear to have some masochistic tendencies. She had quite a few sadistic desires herself and couldn’t really fault Jake for wanting to hear Joe whimper while getting fucked if she was honest with herself. That is exactly what she had done to Joe with the Feeldoe and it was fucking amazing.

She nodded.

“Oh, you WILL give me the keys to the chastity cage. He belongs to me,” she said, her sense of ownership and caretaking clear in the tone of her voice. She was staring at Jake and almost daring him to disagree, a fire in her eyes.

Jake couldn’t hide his smirk. She wanted that dick and she needed the keys to get to it. That gave him a little more leverage in this bizarre negotiation.

“Of course Em, if we are agreed?” he said, not making a move to fish the keys out of his pocket yet.

Emma started to get angry again. That sounded like blackmail and it did not sit well with her. But this whole discussion had been very difficult. She hated confrontation and was still full of self doubt about being a dominant. Her inexperience in these matters was working against her. But the biggest thing was how motivated she was to keep Joe. That was what drove her, and if Jake knew just how desperate she was to retain him, he might have been able to gain more concessions. She wanted to be a strong woman, and she knew she was, but keeping as much of Joe as she could was paramount. She was young, and now that she was gonna be able to more fully explore who she really was, confidence would grow. It already was.

She got up and walked up to Jake and held out her hand. “Fine. Agreed. You’ve had your hour for today. Give me the keys.”

Jake was a little bummed that he wouldn’t be able to get his blowjob tonight, but he believed they had each gotten the core of what they desired. What was it they said about negotiations? It is only a win if both sides aren’t happy completely happy with the deal or something. He smiled at her and reached into his pocket and handed her the keys, like he was handing over ownership of a used car…

NSFW: yes

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