Jack woke Sally early the next morning. He gave her a warm kiss and told her to get out of bed. "We're going to workout this morning, Baby. Put on something comfortable," Jack said. "Okay, what do you want me to wear?" Sally replied, her voice bubbly. "You know, one of those outfits you wear when you exercise. The tight shorts and a sport's bra, those things look cute on you." Sally put on a pair of spandex briefs and matching sport's bra. Jack pulled on a pair of nylon shorts. Taking Sally by the hand, he led her to the basement. Jack looked at the white board from Sally's old house. They went over the listed exercises, deciding on a routine. Once they warmed up, they began working-out. A half hour later, Jack and Sally went upstairs to the pool. "We'll shower and swim a few laps," Jack said. Sally's perpetual grin widened. She nodded and said, "You don't want me to get fat. Do you?" "Honey, this has nothing to do with that. I want us to be healthy and strong. We're going to be fishing with our friends in Florida and I want you to be able to handle it," Jack said. Jack and Sally swam laps for a half hour. They showered and then went up to their room. Sally dried her light brown hair, pulling into a ponytail when Jack said it was how he liked it. They dressed and went downstairs for breakfast. Kim and Tom sat at the table eating cereal. When they saw Jack and Sally, Kim and Tom greeted them. "Why are you two late?" Tom asked, noticing how happy his sister seemed. "We got up early. Sally and I worked out in the basement and swam for a half hour this morning. We're getting into shape for fishing," Jack said. "Why didn't you tell us? We'd workout with you two?" Kim said. "I decided we were going to start working out regularly when I woke up this morning. Sally and I are going to swim every morning and workout every other morning. You and Tom are welcome to join us," Jack said. "I'll be there. How about you, Tom, are you going to workout too?" Kim said. "Might as well. What brought this on?" Tom replied. "I was thinking about the last time we went fishing with Brad, Eddie, Jenny, and Kathy. I remembered how tired and sore I was after fighting one of those fish. Next time, Sally and I are going to be in shape," Jack said. Sally nodded in agreement, as she prepared cereal for Jack and herself. She poured coffee for Jack and juice for her. Kim noticed how Jack included Sally in his decision as if she didn't have a say. Kim was also aware of Sally's acceptance of what Jack said. Jack and Sally finished their breakfast. The four teens sat at the table talking about working out. They had a few minutes before they had leave for Mrs. Phillips house. By the time they were ready to leave, Jack had decided he and Sally would work out on the machines Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. They would swim for a half hour after the workouts. On the other days, they would swim for forty- five minutes. Kim and Tom agreed to follow the same schedule. That afternoon while they ate lunch, Jack flipped through a magazine while Sally and Kim talked to Lisa and her brothers about the get together on Saturday. Jack half listened, nodding when asked a question. "So, hotdogs and hamburgers on the grill is what we all want?" Kim said. "That sounds good. Megan and I will make baked beans and potato salad," Lisa said. "Sally, make a list of the things we'll need to buy," Jack said. He didn't look up from the magazine when he spoke. "Okay, should I put chips and pretzels on the list?" Sally said. Jack nodded. Sally wrote down the items in her notebook. She also listed hotdogs, ground beef, buns, and onions. Once the list was completed, Sally read it aloud. Kim asked Sally to add cheese and relish. Jack glanced up, smiling at Sally. "Is there anything else you can think of, Sweetie?" Jack said. "Not right now, but if anyone thinks of anything, let me know," Sally replied. "I think it would be great if Kim and Sally made a batch of chocolate-chip cookies," Tom said. "No kidding. I haven't had homemade cookies in a longtime," Jack said. "We'll make them, won't we Kim?" Sally said. "Sure, we can make a batch of peanut-butter cookies too," Kim said. Paul and Brad offered to bring the soda. With the menu complete, the group went to the basement to complete the day's studies. Jack seemed lost in thought while he drove home. Kim, Sally, and Tom talked about having their friends over on Saturday. When asked a question, Jack responded, but he had other things on his mind. His thoughts were of Sally. Sally had been giddy all day. From the time she got up, Sally smiled and clung to Jack. Jack felt it had something to do with the things the four of them had done the night before. He also felt it might have been the way he treated Sally. One of the things that troubled Jack was the way Sally responded. When they arrived at the house, Kim and Tom went to the kitchen for snacks. Jack told Sally he needed to talk to his dad. He told her to wait for him in the family room. Sally gave Jack a quick hug and kiss before sitting on a couch to wait. Don and Marc were in the office looking over paperwork Jerry had dropped off. When Jack walked in, his dad looked up. "Hi, Son, how was school today?" Don said. "Good, Dad. Things are moving along. Mrs. Phillips says we'll be able to pass and be in the correct grade next fall. Dad, may I use my credit card to take Sally shopping? There are a few things I want to get her," Jack said. "You don't have to buy anything for Sally. Her mom and I can do that for her," Marc said. "What do you want to get her?" "I just want to get her some new clothes. Nothing special, Uncle Marc." Marc began to say something, but Don interrupted. "Get what you want for Sally," Don said. "Marc and I have to get through these documents for the new building project." Jack thanked his dad and left the office. He went to the living room, sitting next to Sally on the couch. "Honey, put on your coat. We're going out for a little while," Jack said. "Sally and I have something to do. We'll be back in a little while," Jack told Kim and Tom before leaving. Sally sat next to Jack while he drove. Jack thought it strange she didn't ask where they were going. After a few minutes, Jack mentioned it. "Aren't you wondering where we're going?" Jack asked. "No, not really, Baby. You said we were going out," Sally said. "It doesn't matter where we're going." When Jack pulled into the parking lot of a mall, Sally didn't say a word. Jack held the door for Sally, giving her a pat on the butt when she stepped down. Taking her hand, Jack led Sally into the mall. He took her to one of the nicer stores and they went in. "Where do they keep the tights?" Jack asked. "Um, in lingerie I guess," Sally said as she pointed. "Over there." Jack and Sally walked over to the lingerie department. When he found the hosiery, Jack turned to Sally. "You need tights, Honey. I want you to get different colors," Jack said. Sally began selecting packages of tights. She showed Jack each color, keeping the tights if Jack nodded. Sally picked out several different colors and styles. When she had a dozen packages in her hand, Jack told her she had enough for now. Next, they went to find bodysuits. "When I was looking at that magazine today, I saw a few girls dressed in tights, bodysuits, and short skirts. I like the way they look. That's what I want you to wear," Jack said. "You mean like Megan wore when we first met her?" Sally asked. "What are you talking about?" "When Megan came over the first time, she was wearing an outfit like that," Sally said. "Honey, I don't remember what Megan was wearing. Now, I can tell you what you've worn the past few days. This has nothing to do with Megan. This is what I want," Jack said. Giggling, Sally said, "Don't you want me to dress sexier?" "I want you to wear tights, bodysuits, and skirts or shorts," Jack replied without any other explanation. Sally began matching bodysuits to the tights she picked out. She showed Jack one of the suits with a low neckline. He shook his head so she put it back on the rack. Jack approved of bodysuits that weren't too reveling. When she had what she wanted, Jack took her to find skirts. Jack held her selections so she could try the skirts on and model them for Jack. "I have skirts at home that will match the tights and bodysuits. I'll just pick out colors I don't have," Sally said. "I like the short pleated and wraparound, skirts," Jack said. Sally finished picking out the things she wanted. On the way to check out, Sally stopped Jack. "Um, I don't have many bras that will look good under the bodysuits. I need some that are sheer and seamless," Sally said and then she giggled. "My boobs would look crinkly with most of the bras I have." "Pick out what you need, Sweetie," Jack said. Sally returned to the lingerie section to select the bras she wanted. Jack watched her going through the racks, deciding which ones she wanted. Jack began flipping through the bras along with her. "What size am I looking for?" Jack asked. Smiling, Sally said, "Thirty-four C. Are you going to pick some out for me?" Jack nodded and looked at the tag on a very sheer red bra. Holding it up, he told Sally he liked it. "I like it too. Let's see if we can find a white and black one too," Sally said. Jack and Sally found what they were looking for. He told her to buy the red, black, white, and green bra, all of them the same style. Sally asked if she could get matching panties. Jack nodded and told her to get what she wanted. "Are these okay?" Sally asked, showing Jack a thong. "Yes, I like those," Jack replied. Sally took the items to the counter. When the girl rang them up, Jack handed the clerk his credit card. The girl smiled at Jack and processed the card. After signing the slip, Jack walked away to look at a few things. Looking at Sally, the clerk said, "You'll look cute in these outfits." Giggling, Sally said, "I hope so, Jack wants me to wear them." "He has good taste. That is if he picked them out." "I picked them out; Jack approved of them for me." The clerk looked around for a moment and then leaned over the counter. "Is he your Dom?" Sally grinned and nodded. The girl behind the counter ran her fingertips over a black velvet choker with a gold initial charm she wore around her neck. "I have a Dom too. Are you into BDSM?" Shaking her head, Sally said, "No, at least not yet. Are you?" "Yes, but just mild stuff. You know, tied up and spanking. Nothing too rough. Are you two new to the lifestyle?" The girl asked. "Yes." "That's cool. Did your boyfriend talk you into it?" Sally shook her head. The girl giggled and said, "Are you training him well?" Sally glanced at Jack to make sure he wasn't close enough to hear them talking. "Jack isn't really keen on it yet, but it's what I want." Sally giggled. "He's learning though." "My Dom taught me. I'm his second sub. We've been together for a year and a half now." "I love your choker. Do you know where he bought it?" Sally asked. "Yes, there's a store in the mall that has them. The initial is his," The girl told Sally. "Thanks. Maybe I'll see if Jack will buy one for me. Well, I better get going. Jack probably wants to get home. Maybe I'll see you later," Sally said. "Come by and see me anytime. I'm here most weekdays from four until closing." The girl handed Sally a card after she wrote on the back. "This is my email address. Contact me if you have any questions, or if you just want to talk." Sally looked at the card, smiled and said, "Thanks, Celia. I might take you up on that." Gathering her bags, Sally said goodbye and left the counter. She walked over to where Jack was standing and waited for him to finish looking at the jeans he was inspecting. "Ready to go?" Jack asked. Sally nodded. "Do you know that girl?" "No. I just met her." "You talked to her for a while. I thought maybe you'd met her before." "I was asking her about the choker she's wearing. Her man bought it for her. She has his initial on it." "I didn't notice the initial. Is there some significance to the initial or does she just like wearing it?" "It means something to her. It means her man owns her," Sally said. Out in the common area of the mall, Jack stopped walking. Turning to Sally, he said, "Is that what you want, for me to own you?" "Jack, you already do. You just haven't accepted it-or you're ignoring it, but you do own me. You will until you tell me you don't want me anymore." Jack put his hand in the small of Sally's back, guiding her to the door. He thought about what she had said while walking to the truck. Jack opened the rear door, took the packages from Sally, and put them in the truck. Sally climbed into the front seat, sitting close to Jack. On the way home, Jack was silent while he thought about what Sally had said. He was beginning realize just how serious Sally was about what she wanted in their relationship. Jack decided it was time to talk to his aunt again. "Go take care of your new things. I have something to do for a few minutes," Jack said as he and Sally walked into the house. Sally went up to their bedroom while Jack went to the family room to see if Anne could talk. Jack asked his aunt if she had a few minutes. Anne followed Jack out to the pool so they could be alone. "How can I help you, Jack?" Anne asked. "I don't know if you can, but I want to talk about Sally." Anne smiled. "Is everything okay?" Anne had talked with Sally about her submissiveness many times. "I don't know, Aunt Anne. I don't know how to give Sally what she seems to want from me." "What is it you think she wants?" Anne asked. "That's just it; I don't really know what she wants." "Have you asked her what she wants-or expects?" Anne said. "Kind of, but it's confusing, Aunt Anne. Sally told me tonight that I own her. I don't know what that means." Anne thought for a moment. "Jack, have you ever heard the expression that a girl is looking for 'Mister Right?'" Jack nodded. "Sally is looking for 'Master Right.' She needs someone to dominate her. That doesn't mean treat her bad or like she's a slave. Although, some subs like to be treated as slaves. Sally wants someone strong that will look after her. She is willing to do anything that person tells her to." "I'll take care of Sally. She doesn't have to be submissive." "I have tried to explain this to you before, Jack. Do you remember what we talked about when we were in Florida? You're right, Sally doesn't have to be submissive, but that's what she is. She needs you to be her master so to speak. That doesn't mean she can't think for herself, quite the contrary. "Sally is a very strong person; anyone that is submissive needs to be strong. She has to be able to trust you completely and she has to love you unconditionally. If she weren't strong, Sally would let others, like Tom and Kim, talk her out of what she wants and needs. Sally hasn't let that happen." Anne reached across the table, placing her hand on Jack's arm. "Jack, while sex is a big part of Sally's desire to be submissive, it isn't the only thing by any stretch of the imagination. If you tell her to do something sexual, she will do it to please you. Telling her what to wear can give her the same pleasure." Jack blushed and said, "Did my dad tell you I took her shopping today?" "Yes, Don told me you talked to him earlier. If you don't mind me asking, what did you buy Sally?" Jack told his aunt about the outfits he and Sally picked out. While he talked, Anne smiled. "Why did you select outfits like that instead of something risqué?" "I saw pictures of girls dressed like that in a magazine today. I thought they looked cute." "So, you aren't interested in telling her to dress provocatively in public, are you?" "No, why would I do that?" "Because you could if you wanted to. You know Sally tends to dress very sexy for a fifteen-year-old girl. If you think about it, by making her dress conservatively, you are making her do something she normally wouldn't do. Many dominants make their subs dress in scanty clothes because they don't usually dress that way in public. They do it as a form of humiliation." "I guess I didn't think about that when I picked out her outfits. It's what I like though. I would never humiliate Sally on purpose." "That's fine, Jack. Sally will wear the clothes because you tell her to, whether she likes them or not. She isn't concerned with what she likes or dislikes, she's concerned with what you like or dislike." "There was a girl at the store that had a necklace on. Sally called it a choker. She told me the girl wore it to show that her boyfriend owned her. Does that make sense to you?" Anne chuckled while nodding her head. "Did it have the man's initial on it?" "Yes, Sally said it did." "I have a necklace like that too. Just to let you know, it's a collar, not a necklace. I received mine eighteen years ago. You may not have noticed me wearing it, but I do when I'm told to." "Does it have Uncle Marc's initial on it?" Jack asked. "No, it has your father's initial on it, just as your mother's collar does." Jack looked at his aunt. Anne smiled at the puzzled look on his face. Taking a deep breath, Anne said, "A sub can only have one Dom, or master. Uncle Marc and I love one another dearly. This has nothing to do with that." "Uncle Marc doesn't care?" "He cares about me so he lets me be me. Your uncle understands my feelings and my needs. We both agree with the way things are and have been for a long time. Jack, have you done any research on the subject?" "No, I haven't." "I think you should. I think you might get a better understanding of how Sally feels and why she needs what she wants. Just remember, you don't have to do anything you don't want to do, but it wouldn't hurt you to try a few things. That way you can make an informed decision. If you find you can't fulfill Sally's needs, then you have to tell her." "What do you think she would do if I find I can't be what she wants me to be?" Jack asked. Anne looked into Jack's eyes and said, "Sally will find someone that can, and will. The real problem comes if she finds someone abusive. Because of the way she is, Sally will probably fall for the first boy that treats her bad." Sitting back in his chair, Jack thought about what his aunt said. He felt he had to make a decision soon, or risk losing Sally. "Jack, you have to be sincere about it. If you try to put on an act, Sally will see right through it. I suggest you make up your mind soon so no one gets hurt," Anne said. Anne patted Jack's arm and stood up. "If you want to talk again, let me know." Jack nodded and thanked his aunt. He sat at the table, thinking about his seemingly limited options. After playing a game of mental ping-pong, Jack realized that above all, he loved Sally. The real question was whether he could be the man she wanted. Leaving the pool area, Jack went up to his room. Sally sat on the bed, reading one of her schoolbooks. When she saw Jack, Sally closed the book. "I put all my new clothes away. Thank you for buying them for me," Sally said. "You're welcome. From now on, you will wear those outfits when we go out of the house. If you want to wear something else, you have to ask me." "Okay," Sally replied. "Sally, we have to talk about our relationship. I want to learn more about how a dominate/submissive relationship works. We will learn together. What have you read about the subject?" "I have done some research, Jack. I also know how I feel. When I masturbate, I dream of you taking me-ripping my clothes off and fucking my brains out. My fantasies include being tied up, spanked, and sometimes, rough sex." "I'm afraid of hurting you, Sally." "Then we need a safe word. A safe word is something that wouldn't normally come up during sex or other play. If I use the safe word, it means stop right now. We can also have a caution word that means slow down, but don't stop." "Have you thought about a safe word?" Jack asked. Nodding, Sally said, "Yes, I want ketchup to be our safe word. I want mustard to be our caution word. If I give three taps with my hand or leg, it also means stop." "Why wouldn't you just use the safe words?" Jack asked. "I might be gagged or have something in my mouth so I can't talk," Sally said and then she giggled. "Ketchup and mustard are the safe and caution words. Three taps with a hand or leg. I can remember those," Jack said. "What about limits?" "There are none, Jack. That's why we have save words. I know you would never do anything that would leave a permanent mark or cut me so I'm not worried," Sally said. "There's something I'm wondering. I really like making love with you. You don't expect…" "No, not at all, Honey. I love making love too. Jack, I'm yours so you can do what you want with me. If you want to make love, that's great. If you want to tie me to the hood of your truck and fuck me, that's fine too." "How about what we did last night, you know, with Kim and Tom?" Sally's grin and giggle answered the question for Jack. "Have you talked to Kim about it?" Jack asked. "Yes, we talked earlier today. Kim told me Tom was a maniac when they went to their room. I think they liked it almost as much as I did." Jack pulled Sally into his arms. He held her for a few moments, feeling her snuggle against him. "I have to get going on my homework," Jack said. * * * * * Tom sat with his back against the headboard of his bed with Kim next to him. They were reading one of the assignments they needed to complete before the next day. "Kim, what would you do if I asked you to do what Jack asked Sally to do last night?" Tom asked. Kim put her book on her lap and turned her head to look at Tom. "Jack didn't ask Sally to do anything. He told her to do us. To answer your question, if you ASKED me, I'd probably do it-it was fun." "What do you think about what my sister is doing?" "What, being submissive? If you really want to know, Sally is a much stronger person than I am it that regard. I couldn't do it because I'm too concerned about what other people would think of me. Sally couldn't give a flying fuck what anyone thinks! She is doing what she wants. "When she first started acting that way when she was with Brad, I thought she was nuts. Now I'm not so sure she is. You have to admire anyone that is willing to do what they want even if your friends and family don't agree with you." "I don't think we could do that, do you?" "No I don't, and I don't want to." Kim giggled and then said, "I would be willing to play though." "As a submissive?" "Um no, I was thinking more along the lines of being dominate." "Aha, Mistress Kim?" "That's me! You could be my boy-toy, my slave," Kim said with a giggle. Tom laughed and then put his arm around Kim. "You never know what might happen, Baby." "I know what happened last night after Jack told Sally to do us. You were something else when we got to our bed. I can't remember the last time you fucked me like that-or the last time I needed it so badly." Tom reached out, covering one of Kim's breasts with his hand. Massaging her through her top, Tom said, "How are you feeling now?" "Mmmm, I feel good. I like it when you play with my boobs." Moving closer to Kim, Tom put his free arm around her. He pulled her close, kissing Kim tenderly. They kept their lips locked together and explored each other's mouths with their tongues. Tom worked Kim's top up, removing it with her help. Kim and Tom twisted and turned on the bed, removing each other's clothes. When they were naked, Kim straddled his legs. She reached between their bodies, gripped his penis, and guided it into her vagina. Kim wiggled until Tom's member was deep inside her. Sitting up, Tom wrapped his arms around Kim. She wrapped her legs around him, pressing her chest against Tom's head so his face was between her breasts. "I love the feeling of your cock stuffing my pussy, Baby," Kim cooed while Tom kissed her breasts. "I'll bet you don't like it any better than I do." "We'll call it a tie then," Kim said. "You like the feeling of my pussy around your cock and I like the feeling of your cock in my pussy. Mmmm, life is good." Tom pulled his head back so he could look into Kim's eyes. Smiling, he said, "Sweetheart, I don't know things could get much better. I have you. We're moving to Florida for the winter, and we have the yacht." "I know, and we have friends in Florida. I was kind of pissed when Jack decided to go back to school, but now I'm looking forward to it." Kim wiggled her bottom, causing Tom to let out a moan. "We could always get our GED like we planned to, we don't have to go to school just because Jack and Sally are," Tom said as he moved his hands under Kim's bottom. He gripped her cheeks, lifting her up and then letting her settle back down on his penis. "True, but the more I think about it, the more it sounds like fun. We'll be going to the same school as Jenny, Eddie, Brad, and Kathy so we'll know someone. It won't be like the Academy where we didn't fit in," Kim said. "You don't have to go just because the rest of us are." Tom chuckled at Kim for throwing his words back at him. He pulled her close, sucking on her nipples one at a time. "If you're going to school, so am I. I don't want you finding some cute guy and dumping me." "I might find a cute guy, but I won't dump you, Baby," Kim said teasingly. "You don't mind sharing me do you?" "That would depend on whether or not I was there," Tom replied. "I like threesomes just like you do." Kim giggled and kissed the top of Tom's head. "I like twosomes too. Why don't you shut-up and fuck me?" Tom leaned forward, putting Kim on her back. He began moving while she thrust her hips up to meet him. For the next fifteen minutes, Kim and Tom screwed. They changed positions several times, with Kim ending up on her hands and knees. Kim and Tom took a quick shower. They dressed and went downstairs to see about dinner. Jack and Sally sat at the kitchen table, waiting for Marge and Anne to finish preparing the evening meal. Sally was still dressed in the clothes she had worn all day. She asked Jack if she should change, but he told her no. When Sally asked if she could show Kim her new things, Jack told her Kim could wait. Marc and Don came into the kitchen. They told Marge and Anne they had talked to Jerry about becoming members of a group of businessmen that leased corporate airplanes. Don explained how the program worked, telling the woman that if they joined, they would have the small fleet of planes available for their use. "We discussed the pros and cons of the program. In the end, it might be better than leasing our own plane. The group has several planes we'd be able use. They have two jets and three turbo-prop planes," Don said. "How many members are there?" Marge asked. "Four right now. There were six, but two of the members are selling their shares. Marc and I are thinking about buying the two shares that are available," Don replied. "Why not just buy one, Dad?" Jack asked. "Jerry feels we can hire the planes out when we're not using them. It would offset the cost," Don said. "Like owning the yacht and chartering it?" Sally asked. "Yes, Sally, it's just about the same thing," Don said. "When are you going to go look at the planes?" Anne asked. "We're taking one of them up north this weekend. We will be flying in one of the turbo-prop planes. It's an eight passenger Beachcraft King Air 350." Don said. "That's just enough space for our family," Tom said. "That plane is. There are also the others. One of them, a jet, will carry eighteen passengers," Don said. "I'd love to fly in a plane like that," Jack said. "If we decide to invest, we'll all be flying in the planes," Marc said. "We know it's cheaper to fly with the airlines, but this will be far more convenient. Most of the time, we'll be able to schedule a flight in a few hours. The fleet is at Oakland airport," Don said. "That's so cool! Does that mean we can decide to go to Florida on Friday morning and leave that afternoon?" Kim asked. "Yes, for the most part. There's a website where we can see what is available and schedule the planes," Marc said. "Is that something we'll be able to do, Dad? You know, decide to fly down to look at Tomiko on short notice?" Jack asked. "Within reason it does. It isn't something we're going to do every week just because we can." Don smiled at Jack. "I would think once a month would be enough. Don't you?" "Probably more than enough, Dad," Jack said. "When will you know if you're going to do it?" "Next week. We want to see how it goes this weekend. If we like the service, we'll sign the papers on Tuesday or Wednesday. Mr. Stone has looked everything over. He feels the contracts are in order," Don said. "Can I ask what something like this costs?" Tom said. "I'll tell you what the charter company's portion will be," Marc said. "We plan to let the charter company pay for a good part of the cost. The charter company will use the service to fly clients to Florida for charters. Mr. Stone and Mr. Mitchell will explain everything if we do this. There are tax advantages depending on what we do." During dinner, the families talked about the planes, the vacation property the parents were going to look at, and the upcoming trip to Florida. When they finished eating, Kim and Sally cleared the table while Jack and Tom rinsed the dishes. Once the kitchen duties were complete, the teens started on their studies. Jack suggested studying by the pool. The others agreed and went up to their rooms to get the books and things they would need. Jack also brought his notebook computer. The four of them sat at the tables, reading their assignments. When Jack completed his work, he turned on the computer. For the next hour, Jack searched the internet for information on dominance and submission. He found out that he was sorely mistaken about the subject. In the articles, Jack discovered the practice was as old as man, older if you included animals. Tom and Kim noticed that Jack was engrossed in what he was doing. They went upstairs to put away their books without interrupting him. Sally sat quietly, waiting for Jack to acknowledge her. Jack looked up, smiled at Sally and said, "Hi, what's up?" "I'm finished with my homework. I was waiting for you." Jack glanced around. "I'm reading some information on dominance and submission." "May I see?" Sally asked. Jack nodded. Sally pulled her chair around so she could see the computer's screen. "Sally, I think I'm beginning to understand this. I'm not sure why you are what you are, but I have discovered it doesn't make you weird. Many people, men and women are submissive. I've found out that some people do it for play. For others it's a way of life. "Honey, I'm not going to ask if this is what you really want. You have told me enough times that it should be clear you've made your choice." Jack pushed the screen down. Turning his chair to Sally, he said, "You are going to follow my wishes, whatever they are. Because you are mine, and I love you, I promise I will do nothing to permanently hurt or mark you. I may tell you to do something because I want to see if you will do it. I may tell you to do something because I want it done. I may tell you to do something because I can. "No matter what my reasons are, you will obey me. You may ask why, but I am not compiled to answer give you an answer. If I decide to tell you, it will be because I want to, not because I feel you need to know. In other words, it's entirely up to me." Jack took Sally's hand in his. He looked at her, noting how intently she was listening to what he said. "Sally, there are many aspects to this lifestyle. I have only read about a few of them. As time goes on, I will be learning more. That means what I want may change. I might what to tie you up. I might want to spank you, or even practice some of the more painful aspects. Regardless, you will obey. If you use one of the safe words, I will stop. "I will decide what you wear and when. If I decide to share you, you will allow it. You will not have any type of sexual contact with anyone unless I approve in advance. You will not question my decisions about what I require of you. If I ask you to sit at my feet, you will do so without hesitation. "I love you. I don't want you to forget that. I am doing this because you asked me to. No matter what, I will not do anything that will affect my love or respect for you. If you begin to lose respect for me, or if you find you don't love me, you will end it. Only you have the power to end this, Sally. "Our relationship is between us. If anyone questions you, you are to tell them you love me. Nothing more, nothing less. If they persist, you are to tell them to see me. "We have the yacht and the charter company to consider, it's our business and you have an equal say. You will not let our relationship interfere with your judgment. If you have something to say about business issues, you are to voice your opinion. "These are my terms for now. Things will change as time goes on, but I will tell what those changes are before instituting them. That's not to say I'm asking for your permission. I do not have to ask you for permission for anything. I may ask your opinion, but it doesn't mean I'll accept it. "You may talk to your parents about this. Your mom understands. She will be able to answer questions for you. If you want to talk to anyone else about it, you will ask me first. "If you do something to break the rules, you will be punished as I see fit. If you lie to me, the punishment will be severe. I may administrator the punishment when, where, and how I want to. "Sally, these are my terms. You can accept them as they are or not. It's entirely up to you. When you say, 'Jack, I give myself to you,' it begins. When you say, 'Jack, I take back my life,' it ends. Think about it and let me know your decision," Jack said. Tears streamed down Sally's cheeks. She took a deep breath, got up, and sat on Jack's lap. "Jack, do you love me?" Sally asked. "Yes, I told you I do and I meant it." "Jack, I give my life to you!" Sally hugged Jack's neck. She put her head against his shoulder and began to cry. "Thank you." Jack held Sally for a moment. He rubbed her back and then lifted her head by her chin. "Go up to our room. Get undressed and lay on the bed. Do not touch yourself except to get your pussy wet. I will be up to consummate our new relationship." Sally stood up. Without a word, she left the pool area and went up to the room she shared with Jack. Her body vibrated with anticipation as she removed her clothes. As she stripped, she realized she was removing an outfit she picked out. Sally also realized it might be the last time she would decide what she would wear. Stretching out on her back, Sally opened her legs and began to rub her crotch. Smiling, she removed her hand because she was already wet. Sally remained poised with her legs spread and her knees bent for what seemed like a long time. She began to wonder if Jack was going to come to her. After about twenty minutes, Jack came into the room. He glanced at Sally and began undressing. When he was naked, he fisted his penis until it was hard. Jack crawled on the bed. He positioned his penis against Sally's opening and pushed. Jack didn't speak or look at Sally's face. He pounded into her without regard for her pleasure. When he came, Jack pulled out and went to the bathroom to clean up. Sally stayed on the bed. She grinned so hard it hurt her cheeks. After a moment, she went to the bathroom. When Sally walked into the bathroom, Jack turned around. He looked at her for a moment, turned her around and smacked her bottom-hard. Jack gave Sally several swats, leaving handprints on her flesh. "Did I tell you to get up?" Jack asked sternly. Lowering her eyes, Sally said, "No." "Then what are you doing in here?" "I'm sorry," Sally said. She turned around and left the room. Jack closed the door. He sat on the toilet and put his face in his hands. Taking a deep breath, he began to weep. Smacking Sally had made him feel so bad he didn't think he was going to be able to go through with the relationship. Not the way Sally wanted it. Once he regained his composure, Jack splashed cold water on his face. He looked at himself in the mirror and shook his head. Opening the door, Jack went into the bedroom. Sally was back on the bed. She was in the same position he had left her in when he got up to go to the bathroom. Jack sat on the edge of the bed and prepared to tell Sally it wasn't going to work. "I'm sorry I got up, Jack. I wasn't thinking. May I get up now?" Sally said. Jack nodded. Sally moved to the edge of the bed. She sat next to Jack and folded her hand in her lap. "May I kiss you?" Sally asked. When Jack nodded, Sally threw her arms around his neck. Her lips sought his until they connected. The kiss was hard and loving at the same time. Sally's body shuddered while her tongue stabbed in and out of his mouth. "Thank you for fucking me," Sally said. "I'm so sorry I disobeyed you. I should know my place and wait until you tell me what to do." Jack nodded. He didn't know how to respond to what Sally said. After a moment, he moved away so he could see Sally's face. "You don't have to ask to kiss me. If I don't want you to kiss me, I'll tell you when you try. I will not punish you for kissing me either. Now, go wash your pussy and get ready for bed." Sally couldn't help giggling. She headed for her bathroom, showing her red butt to Jack. When she returned, Sally got back into bed. Jack stretched out next to Sally. Taking her in his arms, he began to kiss her. Jack made love to Sally before turning off the light. She snuggled against him and told Jack she loved him. Jack held her, telling Sally he loved her too. He tried to sort things out in his mind, but mental exhaustion prevented Jack from thinking clearly. When the alarm went off the next morning, Sally quickly silenced it. She sat demurely next to Jack, watching him sleep. Sally watched the time so she would be sure to wake Jack so he would have time to get ready for school. After watching him for ten minutes, Sally gently shook Jack's shoulder. Jack stretched his arms above his head. When he opened his eyes and saw Sally, he smiled. "I have a hardon. Take care of it for me. You can use your mouth or pussy. It's up to you," Jack said. Grinning, Sally slithered down the bed. She took his penis in her mouth. Slowly bobbing her head, Sally gave Jack a sensuous blowjob. Sally used one of her hands to diddle herself, getting her vagina wet. Well lubricated, she climbed over Jack's body. Gripping his shaft, Sally settled down on Jack's penis. Sally rode Jack, wiggling her hips as she moved up and down his penis. Jack smiled at her. He moved his hand between Sally's legs and began to rub her clit. Sally moaned. Leaning forward, she placed her hands on Jack's chest. When Jack began bucking up into her, Sally came. Jack's penis poured semen into Sally's convulsing vagina. They began to giggle while coming down from the sexual high they had reached. Jack moved his hand to Sally's sides. He pulled her up until her vulva was above his head and pulled her down. Sally screeched with delight as Jack drilled his tongue into her. Before they got up, Sally used her mouth to clean Jack's penis. Jack and Sally went to the pool for their morning swim. Tom and Kim came down, joining them in the water. After swimming for forty-five minutes, they all went up to their rooms to get ready for school. Together they went to the bathroom to get ready for the first day of their new relationship. While in the shower, Jack thought about what was to come. He wanted to establish his position as soon as possible. Sally continued to grin. She washed Jack from head to toe while humming a cheerful tune. While washing Sally, Jack inspected her bottom. He moved his hand over her butt cheeks lightly, making sure he hadn't hurt her. "My ass is fine, Honey," Sally said. "It would still be sore if you had punished me the way I deserved. I shouldn't have gotten up last night without being told." "I'm afraid of hurting you," Jack said, unable to remain stern. "I have a safe word," Sally replied. She gave Jack a quick kiss and then giggled. While they dried themselves, Jack thought about what Sally said. "I still don't want to hurt you." "Jack, I like pain-it turns me on. I don't know how much pain I can stand though. I was hoping you would help me find out." "Like paddling and things like that?" Sally nodded. "Have you looked at some of the sites that have toys? You can use clamps and things like that on me if you want to." Jack shrugged his shoulders. He didn't respond to what Sally said. He did think about it though. "I want you to wear red today," Jack said before leaving the bathroom. "I'll be downstairs." Jack was sitting at the table with Kim and Tom when Sally came into the kitchen. She wore red ribbed tights, a red bodysuit and a black mini skirt. When Jack looked at Sally, he nodded in approval. "Sally, when did you get that outfit?" Kim asked. "You look cute!" "Thank you. Jack bought it for me," Sally replied. Sally sat next to Jack. She filled her bowl with cereal, adding milk. Jack sipped his coffee, feeling good about the way Sally looked. While the outfit covered her, it made Sally look sexy. The four teens spent the day at Mrs. Phillips's house. When it was time to go, they talked with Paul, Brad, and Lisa for a few minutes about Saturday. After taking care of a few last minute details, Jack, Tom, Kim, and Sally left. "I have to run a few errands," Jack said. "I'll see you guys later." Sally looked at Jack, but didn't question what he said. Tom and Kim got out of the truck. They told Jack they'd see him later. Before she walked away from the truck, Sally asked Jack if she could talk to her mom. "Sally, I told you that you didn't have to ask to talk to your parents," Jack said. "I know. It's okay if I do, isn't it?" "Yes, you can ask if you want to. Just remember you don't have to. I'll be back in an hour." Jack waved and backed out of the driveway. Sally waved at Jack. When he was gone, she went into the house. Sally found her mom and asked if she could talk for a little while. "What's up, Honey? Is everything okay?" Anne asked Sally once they were in Anne's room. "Mom, everything is perfect! I have a few questions though. First, I gave myself to Jack again. This time he accepted." Anne smiled and gave Sally a hug. When Sally told her mom about the rules Jack laid out, Anne nodded. Sally went on, telling her mom about how Jack sealed the relationship. Chuckling, Anne said, "He sounds like his father. The only real difference is that Uncle Don tied Aunt Marge and me to a bed before he did it." "That's kind of what I wanted to talk about. I don't know if Jack is up to some of the things I want. Last night, I got out of bed without Jack telling me to. Jack spanked me, but not very hard. When I went back to wait, I think I heard him crying." Anne nodded. She put her arm around Sally and held her to her side. "This may be hard for Jack at first. You have to be patient with him. When you can, tell him what you want. It's going to be a big adjustment for both of you." "Mom, you said Uncle Don tied you up. Do you like that?" Sally asked. Anne smiled. "I guess you're old enough to hear a few things now. Maybe you're only fifteen, but you have chosen the path of an adult. Sally, always remember that knowledge is the most important thing you can have. The more you know about the lifestyle, the better it will be for you and Jack. "Being submissive isn't what most people think it is. People that don't understand think it's about kinky sex. While I'm sure you two will experiment with it, sex isn't what it's all about, not the important part. When you read about the lifestyle, you'll find a lot of information on people that practice domination and submission do so as a sexual relief or diversion. "Some women in positions of power in their jobs want to cut loose when they can. The same holds true for sub men. You'll find that many Doms are mild mannered when they aren't involved in a scene." "I've heard about scenes, Mom. What are they?" Sally asked. "A scene is where a Dom and sub act out. They engage in the lifestyle for a few hours, a day, or maybe several days. They always know the scene will end and they will return to their normal lives. "Your Aunt Marge and I don't do it for recreation. It's the way we live every day. You may have never noticed, but it goes on. Uncle Don is the dominate person in our family. Aunt Marge, me, and to some degree your father look to him for important decisions. There are other things, but nothing you need to know about right now. I'm sure as time goes on, you'll notice some of those things. "Just as you have, we've made a choice. No one was, or is, coerce into anything they don't want to do. As you get older, you'll find life is a series of choices. We make good and bad choices. The hope of any parent is their children learn from the bad choices." "Do you think I made a bad choice, Mom?" Sally asked. "Only time will tell, Honey. If I'm correct, you haven't. There is always a chance that a person that is given power will abuse it. Others, like Uncle Don, use their power wisely." Anne smiled and rubbed Sally's arm. "There isn't anything your Uncle Don could ask that I wouldn't do. On the other hand, he has never asked any of us to do anything that would hurt us. "To answer your question, yes, I like to be tied up. I love to feel helpless sometimes. I love to have my butt paddled. There are many things I enjoy doing and having done to me. Some of those things would make most people cringe. Others would make them call me names. I don't consider myself a slut because of the things I enjoy-you shouldn't either." "How about restraints and toys? Have you ever used them?" Sally asked and then giggled. "Um, I know about your toys. A while ago Kim, Lisa, Megan, and I ordered these restraint kits on the internet. The kits had wrist and ankle cuffs. Do you have things like that?" Anne stood up. She took Sally's hand, leading her to Marge and Don's bedroom. Anne knelt on the floor by the bed. She pulled a large wooden box out from under the bed and scooted back. The box was homemade. It was about three feet wide and five feet long. When Anne opened it, Sally gasp. "These are our things, Sally. You might be able to borrow them, but I have to check with Uncle Don first," Anne said. Sally looked at the assortment of items in the box. There were leather paddles, whips, floggers and many other things. Anne closed the box and slid it back under the bed. "If Jack and I can use them, how am I going to get Jack to do it?" Sally asked. "You're a smart girl. I'm sure you'll think of something," Anne said. Anne and Sally left the bedroom. In the hallway, Anne gave Sally a hug. "You should get started on your homework, Honey. We can talk another time," Anne said. "Thanks, Mom. It helped a lot." Sally went into her room. She sat on the bed, still wearing the outfit she had worn all day. Opening her book, she began to read the history assignment. Anne went to the family room. She sat down, waiting for Don to finish what he was saying. "Don, I think it's time we held our family meeting," Anne said.