Harem House Chapter 40 - Deleted Scene

Author’s Note: So this is a deleted scene from Chapter 40 that didn’t make it into the WIPs. I initially drafted it to follow Selene’s POV, while she, Maria, and Jen prepared for their guys’ night surprise. It made sense in the outline, but since chapter 40 was already somewhat lengthy, I didn’t think it was necessary to include this section in the plot, as I could simply summarize their preparation and let the reader infer what happened. So, please enjoy this extra / deleted scene of Selene, Maria, and Jen bonding as they prepare for bondage. 

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Free from her last class on Friday afternoon, Selene gobbled a quick dinner at the cafeteria, then eagerly crossed the athletic fields to Greek Street. The open soccer field had a good view of the imposing football stadium to her left. The soft but vibrant green grass beckoned beneath her sneakers. It was one of the few leafless patches of campus as October drew to a close. Halloween decorations were everywhere in the residential areas. Carved pumpkins, bat silhouettes, orange candles, bedsheet ghosts, zombies, skeletons, and ghoulish features of all kinds dotted the landscape in anticipation of Greek Street’s favorite holiday: Halloween.  

Hot, buff guys in togas and cheap store-bought costumes brought the beer. Sexy, adventurous women in slutty costumes and lingerie brought the party. The ancient pact of college Halloween remained forever sacred at the University of Pendleton. Selene fondly remembered her costumes and parties from years past, even if Kat never quite got into the spirit of things. Unlike her sister, Greek Street fully embraced the spirits of the season. 

The Alpha Theta Epsilon house was no exception, with Jack O’Lanterns watching Selene’s approach to the front door from their guard places along the walkway. A stuffed pair of witches flanked the door, each wearing a black Alpha Theta Epsilon t-shirt with silver Greek symbols. 

Selene rang the doorbell and only had to wait a moment before it opened. “Hey, I’m here to see Maria and Jen?” Selene said, looking at a brunette a year or two younger and a foot and a half taller. She looked like Lurch if he were a woman’s basketball player, which was unfortunate for her, since she wasn't wearing a prosthetic forehead. 

She told Selene to wait in the foyer as she ascended the stairs. The foyer was spacious, elegant, and empty. It was strange to see the interior of a sorority ‘house’ which was so much like a home without any of the telltale signs. No shoes by the door, no coats littered about, and no signs of life beyond scuffs on the sterile tile, wear on the wooden banister, and premium Halloween decorations that would soon vanish to find turkeys and pilgrims in the place of bats, vampires, and friendly ghosts. 

Maria appeared a moment later on the landing. Her bright smile always lifted the mood of any room, and Selene matched her energy as she returned her wave. 

“We’re up here!” Maria called. 

Selene climbed the stairs, stepping closer to Maria, who hugged her at the top of the steps. “Excited for tonight?”  

Selene nodded. “Yeah, I'm really looking forward to it, even if stuff like this is pretty normal for me now.” 

“Oh well, excuse me, little miss adventurous,” Maria said, gesturing for Selene to follow her as she walked through the hallway to a bedroom door. 

Maria's tight jeans hugged her backside, showing off every curve of her spherical ass. Selene lifted her eyes to Maria's brown hair, wondering when she'd started sexualizing Maria that way. It wasn't like she was in the harem. 

Maria opened the door, letting Selene slide in behind her. 

Jen was inside, waving from the bed. She sat with her laptop on her lap, typing furiously while Selene set her things down against the wall. The room was cute and very dorm-like, but small and clearly designed for single occupancy. Jen hung posters of various superheroines on her wall above her dresser and desk, with a surprising amount of bookshelves covering the rest. Kat and Jen would probably get along then, though Kat might have something to say about her book choices. Comic books and trade paperbacks filled two of them; the rest were textbooks. 

“Big comic book fan, huh?” Selene asked, checking the titles. The mixture of publishers seemed indiscriminant, though most of the characters skewed female.  

“Uh-huh,” Jen answered without lifting her eyes from her screen. “You?” 

“I’ve seen the movies, but I’m more of a manga fan than American comics,” Selene said. 

“Nice,” Jen said. “I know a few manga fans. I never really got into manga, but I've watched a bunch of anime.” She sounded distracted, so Selene and Maria did their best not to disturb her as she finished whatever she was doing. 

Selene, distracted, pulled one of her comics from the shelf and started reading A Superman For All Seasons, which had some funny artwork of Superman on the cover. Instead of the chiseled god-like physique she associated with Superman from his New 52 era, this was a softer, vintage style. Swole Superman seemed interesting, with the farm in the background in place of gleaming Metropolis. 

Jen finished and closed her laptop, putting it aside and standing from her bed. “Oh, that’s a good one,” Jen said, nodding. “It’s not as iconic as the John Byrne run, but Jeph Loeb and Tim Sale are always a good combo. That’s the graphic novel they based Smallville on.

“Oh, I loved that show,” Selene said, flipping through the pages. “That and Supernatural.” 

“Oh, I loved Supernatural!” Maria added. “I have most of the seasons on DVD; my parents had no idea what they were buying.” 

Selene chuckled. “I made Kat watch Smallville with me, 'cause it started coming on after Gilmore Girls, which was always her show.”  

“I liked Gilmore Girls,” Jen said, nodding. “But I hated Rory after she went to college.” 

“Yeah, college is the worst.” Maria chuckled, and Jen and Selene joined in. 

Selene started reading, then realized the others were silent and watching her. She closed the book and put it away. “Sorry, I just got curious.” 

“No, you’re fine,” Jen said. “Want to borrow it?” 

“No, I’m good,” Selene said. “I don’t have a lot of reading time these days.” 

“Your boyfriend keeping you busy?” Maria asked, half-joking. 

Selene bit her lip and sat in Jen’s desk chair, spinning to keep Jen and Maria in view. 

“Ooo,” Maria said. “That's a yes. Who knew Arthur had the stamina to keep up with your libido?”

“Oh, he has stamina, for sure. Enough for six of us at a time.” Selene said it, not considering who she was talking to. She was among friends. Jen and Maria were safe enough to joke with them and tease them. 

Maria's teasing laughter came up short, turning into a cough as she covered her mouth and pressed her fist to her lips.

Jen blushed as she clicked her mouse, then closed her laptop. “He does all six of you at the same time?” 

“Sometimes,” Selene said. Her expression turned dreamy, as if fondly remembering such an occasion. “Master takes us one at a time, or one on one, or two or three of us, whatever he needs.” 

“There you go calling him Master again,” Maria said, not disapproving, but warning.

“So?” Selene asked. “It’s just us girls here, and I already told Jen we have a BDSM dynamic.” 

“I didn't realize it was quite so total,” Jen admitted. “Does he want you to call him ‘Master’ all the time?” 

Selene shrugged. “He hasn’t asked me to, but I want to. At the moment, it’s not always, though I wouldn’t mind if it were. I call him Master because that’s what he is. He’s my Master and I’m his submissive. It’s our dynamic.” 

“God, I wish Mark were a little more like Arthur sometimes,” Maria said, sitting on Jen’s bed beside her. “Not all the time, that would be hell, but he could stand to be a little more dominant in the bedroom on occasion. He always wants me to be the one leading things, and I get it’s because he consents to everything and I’m the one who has to figure out what I like, but it’s exhausting.” 

“So you’re more dominant than Mark is?” Jen asked, putting her computer away. 

“Oh yeah,” Maria nodded. “No question about it. I don’t usually mind it, I like being on top and taking control, but sometimes it’d be nice if he took the lead.” 

“Well, he will tonight,” Selene said, smiling. “What about you, Jen? Are you more domme, or more sub?” 

“I’m less of a sub and more of a bottom, if that makes sense,” Jen said. “Admittedly, I don’t have much experience in the way of BDSM and the master slave stuff, but I’m open-minded. I’ll try anything twice.”

Selene chuckled. “Just in case the first time was a fluke?” 

“Exactly.” Jen nodded. “Speaking of which… what do we need for tonight?” 

“You have your outfits?” Selene asked, looking between Maria and Jen. 

“Yeah,” Jen nodded. “I wasn’t sure about mine, though. It’s basically my Black Canary cosplay without the wig.” She trotted to her closet, opening the door to reveal an outfit she’d prepared on two hangers. The top was a black corset that might show a strip of skin between their straight bottom and the pair of black shorts on the other hanger. The shorts were pretty basic and would fall to her mid-thigh. Jen held them against her body, showing them to Maria and Selene. “Imagine these, but with fishnets and gloves.” 

“Oh, fishnets! I should have thought of that.” Maria said, shaking her head. “It’s cute, though.” 

“Yeah,” Selene agreed. “But… is it slutty enough? It’s pretty tame for what I was picturing.” 

“Well, what were you picturing?” Maria asked. 

“We’ve got to stop at my apartment so I can change into it, but it’s a skin-tight black latex dress that goes from here–” she indicated a spot just above her nipples, “–to here.” She indicated the top of her thighs, maybe an inch below her crotch.

“Oh, yeah, that’s much sluttier.” Maria agreed, nodding. “Damn, I’m going to have to up my game.” 

“Same.” Jen frowned. “I guess I could do the leotard version, it’s like a swimsuit, or like a Playboy bunny style suit.”  

“Ooo, let’s see it!” Maria clapped as Jen returned the outfit to her closet and withdrew another after moving a few aside. 

Jen held the suit against herself, showing it off to Selene and Maria, who eyed it suspiciously. 

“And that zips all the way up to the neck?” Maria asked, eying the front-facing zipper and its large O-ring. 

“Yeah,” Jen said. “You don’t like it?” 

“If I had your body, I’d be showing off more skin. Like, as much as possible.” Maria said. 

“What?” Jen asked, looking at the suit. “It’s not that modest.” 

“It’s pretty modest,” Selene agreed. “The bottoms are practically shorts, and you’ve got some cleavage, right? You should show it off.” 

“What does Brad like about your body?” Maria asked. “Maybe play to that.” 

Jen blushed, putting the suit away and putting her hands on her hips. Her current outfit was pretty modest: a pair of jeans and a blue knit sweater. Brad hadn’t really had time to compliment her much, but he seemed to enjoy everything about her body. He’d offered no complaints either. 

“What do you have that shows as much skin as possible?” Selene asked. “Even out of your regular clothes. It doesn’t need to be cosplay.” 

“Hm…” Jen rubbed her chin, contemplating her options. She moved to the dresser, digging through her bottom drawer until she pulled out two very similar-looking pieces of clothing. She pulled her sweater off, reached behind her to unhook her bra, slid it off, and pulled on the top—a band of stretchy black material that covered her nipples and the bottom of her C-cup breasts. It offered no support beyond its tightness, which outlined the shape of each breast and nipple, showing plenty of skin above the fabric to display her cleavage and the pale flesh of her breasts.

She added the second band of material, a mini-skirt slightly longer than the tube top, after sliding her jeans off and stepping out of them. Her plain white panties were generic and boring, which was the only critique Selene could conjure. The miniskirt covered her from low on the hips, just about the pubic line, to the bottom of her crotch. She’d flash her panties if the material scrunched at all, if she took too big a step, or if she sat down. 

“I wore these over a swimsuit and fishnets to a rave last year,” Jen explained. “My butt’s grown since then.” She tugged the hemline down in the back, but it was a lost cause. A slice of each cheek was on display, no matter how she tried to arrange the stretchy band of material. “Sexy enough?” She posed with her hands in the air, slanting her body at an angle, and bending one leg. 

“Definitely sexy. Brad’s gonna be insta-hard,” Maria said. “Mark too, probably.” 

Jen chuckled. “I think I’ll leave the bathing suit out of it, but fishnets? I can add those, right?” 

“Sure,” Maria agreed. “Fishnets are sexy.” 

“You should change your underwear, though,” Selene said, pointing at Jen’s crotch. “Do you have any thongs?” 

“Oh yeah, for sure,” Jen said, reaching under her skirt. She peeled the panties over her legs and tossed them into the hamper. “Or should I go without?” 

“Eh, a thong’s still pretty sexy,” Maria said. “If we dress in layers, we can strip them off if things get spicy and build up to the main event.” 

“And if Mark and Brad are anything like Arthur, they probably enjoy lingerie more than nudity,” Selene added. 

“I’m learning so much about Arthur today,” Maria said, chuckling. “He has a lingerie fetish?” 

Selene shrugged. “I don’t know if I’d count it as a fetish, but he definitely considers lingerie just as sexy, if not sexier, than being fully nude.” 

“That’s pretty common,” Jen said, shrugging. “I think I agree. I feel sexier in lingerie than I do naked, anyway, so I hope Brad’s the same.” 

“Same, come to think of it,” Maria said. “Though, can’t they figure out how to make lingerie comfortable? It’s so itchy, stiff, tight, and uncomfortable.” 

“You just gotta find the kind you like,” Selene assured her. “There are all different kinds. Maybe try a chemise if you don’t like the tighter stuff.” 

“Do we have time to go lingerie shopping?” Maria asked, checking her phone. 

“Probably not,” Jen said, shaking her head. “But next time?” 

“Can the others come?” Selene asked. “Imagine a girls’ night with all of us shopping at the mall?” 

“The mall?” Maria asked, raising her eyebrows. “What is this, nineteen-eighty-five?” 

Jen chuckled. “I only go to the mall because that’s where the comic book store is.” 

“I order most of mine online, but there are like three different lingerie stores in the mall. Victoria's Secret is pretty standard, Frederick’s is fancier and more kink-friendly, there’s also a boutique called Rosemary’s Treasures, and Spencer’s, I forgot about them, and Hot Topic, I suppose, and of course the Adult Store in Riverton.” Selene listed off every source of lingerie she’d sourced when she realized Arthur was into it. 

“Is that the place with the boarded-up windows?” Jen asked. 

Selene nodded. “Yeah, it looks abandoned if there are no cars in the parking lot, but Arthur took me there when we first started, and he bought a bunch of stuff.” 

“Clean place? Good reviews?” Maria asked. “Some of those places are pretty sketchy, with a creepy old pervert behind the counter.” 

Selene shrugged. “It was a woman working when we went, and she was pretty cool. She looked out for me a little and told me not to feel pressured to fuck Arthur just because he was spending money on me.” 

“How much did he spend?” Maria asked. 

“A few hundred…” Selene said, unable to conjure the exact amount from memory. “But it was nice stuff.” 

Maria raised her eyebrows. “Well, we probably don’t have time to go lingerie shopping, but is there anything we need from the adult store? And anything we can get for less than hundreds of dollars?”

“Oh, good question,” Selene said, rubbing her chin as Jen pulled on her thong, fishnet stockings, and a fishnet top over her tube top. “And yeah, we got a bunch of stuff, so if we don’t need a lot, it shouldn’t be too expensive.” 

Jen checked her look in the mirror and stretched her neck. 

Selene snapped her fingers. “We should get you collars and cuffs.” 

“Like handcuffs?” Maria asked, distaste evident on her face. “Mark and I tried that once, and it didn’t go well.” 

Selene shook her head. “No, like wrist and ankle cuffs. With the all-black outfits, it’ll look sexy. I’ll get some, too.” 

“How expensive is this place?” Maria asked. “I’m down, but I don’t want to spend a few hundred dollars on accessories for one night.” 

“Same,” Jen said, “especially with the expense of the Renaissance Faire, the costumes for that, and Halloween.” 

“It won’t be that expensive,” Selene said, pulling out her phone to check the prices online. “I think I saw some for pretty cheap.” 

Maria shrugged, looking at Jen. “I’m down if you are.” 

Jen shrugged. “Yeah, why not? We’re going this far, might as well go all-in, right?” Jen posed in her final outfit, showing it off with a slow spin for the girls. “What do you think?” 

Maria whistled. “Damn, gurl! You’re hot! Brad’ll love it.” 

Selene nodded, agreeing with enthusiasm. “As my friend Rani would say: hot as fuck.” 

“Friend, or girlfriend?” Jen asked, blushing as she returned to her normal posture, but didn’t spurn the compliments. 

“Eh, girlfriend, I guess,” Selene said, shrugging. “Or friend with benefits?” 

Maria raised an eyebrow. “So you are bi?” 

“I’m… fluid.” Selene said, “I’m open to experiences, and I don’t feel the need to box myself in. Besides, there’s precious little Arthur would order me to do that I wouldn’t do.” 

“He orders you to fuck the other women he dates in your little harem?” Maria asked, raising her eyebrows. 

“Well, no,” Selene said, contemplating the question. “But sometimes, yes?” 

“I guess that’s one thing we didn’t cover in our prep for tonight,” Jen said, gesturing between the three of them. “What if the guys want us to do things with each other, for their entertainment? You know how guys like to watch girls kiss at parties?” 

Maria and Jen looked at Selene, who shrugged. “I’m down to do absolutely anything with the two of you, if you’re comfortable with that. Remember the safe words apply.”

“I guess I’m down, too,” Maria said, looking at Jen. “How do you feel about it?” 

“I’m not sure,” Jen said. “Can we see when the time comes?” 

“Absolutely,” Selene agreed. “Remember, no one’s forcing you to do anything. It’s about letting go and giving in to your desires, letting them sweep you away. So, if you don’t desire something, just use your safe word. You trust Mark and Brad, right? Safe words are sacrosanct to Arthur. He pulled out of me mid-stroke the one time I uttered my Red Light.”  

“Yeah,” Maria said. “I trust my guy to stop. Mark will probably be a scared little bunny rabbit the whole night anyway.” 

“Brad’s been nothing but respectful. Honestly, I’m a little worried he might be more bottom than top, more sub than dom, in your terms.” Jen nodded toward Selene. 

“Don’t worry, I worried the same thing about Arthur, and woof, did he put those worries to rest,” Selene said, which made Maria and Jen chuckle. “He gets really into the role. Maybe it’s a guy thing, but they catch a lot of flak for taking control and being dominant outside of the bedroom. We just have to do our part to assure them it’s okay to let loose.” 

“We’ll do our best,” Jen said as she zipped her backpack closed, pulled her purse strap over her shoulder, and donned a coat. “Okay, I’m ready.” 

Selene and Maria smiled, and Maria led the way out of Jen’s room and into Maria’s. Her room was a double, with a pair of captain’s beds on either side, the dresser drawers beneath were full of clothes that Maria pulled out to compare, but in the end, she went with a dress from her closet. 

The black pleated skirt and the square neckline were schoolgirl coded, but plain in color. Normally, she’d wear a shirt under it since it showed so much cleavage, and tights because the hem was so short, but for tonight it was perfect. She added her fanciest bra, which at her size was plain and black, with a tiny satin bow nestled between the cups. She grabbed the first thong she had, which was white and nearly sheer, its G-string disappearing entirely between her round cheeks as she pulled it on. She left the straps high on her hips, 

“Very sexy,” Selene said, admiring the twirl of her skirt. “God, I’m so jealous of your tits.” 

Maria rolled her eyes. “You want them? I’m thinking of getting a reduction.” 

“Really?” Selene asked, surprised. “If I get implants, can they just give me your boobs?” 

Jen laughed. “That’s not how implants work.” 

“I know,” Selene said, blushing slightly. “I was just kidding. Seriously, though, Maria, your tits are magnificent. I wish mine grew to that size.” 

“You’d look so ridiculous with these tits on that frame.” Maria chuckled. “You need the thighs and weight to go with it, or you’d have worse back problems than me. Not to mention you’d fall over all the time.” 

Selene and Jen giggled as Selene mimed trying to walk with her hands out to hold her imaginary breasts up. Her B to C-cup breasts were round and pert on her frame, but they were nothing compared to Maria’s. Even Jen’s were larger, and she wasn’t that much heavier than Selene, just shapelier, with more muscle mass. 

“Okay, I’m ready,” Maria said, grabbing her coat. “Are you okay if I drive?” 

“Sure,” Jen said, shrugging. “I call shotgun!” 

Selene chuckled, following the girls out of the sorority house and down the street to where Maria parked her car. Selene climbed into the back, and Maria looked over her shoulder to see her. “Your apartment, then the adult store?” 

“Yes, please!” Selene said, nodding as she buckled her seatbelt. 

The drive was quick, with Selene and Jen discussing the finer points of Smallville and the hot main character as Maria drove. 

“Red Kryptonite was kind of a terrible plot device to be honest,” Jen admitted. “Terrible implications. Remember that episode where the girl slipped him the Red K so he’d marry her?” 

“Isn’t it just letting him do what he wants without inhibitions?” Maria asked.

“You could say the same about girls and alcohol,” Jen said, making Maria reevaluate her position immediately. 

Selene shrugged. “I guess I never really thought about it, but people don’t really think of things the same way when it’s against the guys. There’s a pretty big bias about it, actually. Like, when one of my professors thought I was an SA survivor, she had all these resources to offer me, but when I explained it was for A… a guy I knew, she had nothing.”  

“You know a guy who was sexually assaulted?” Jen asked. “It wasn’t Brad, was it?” 

“No, no, it wasn’t Brad, don’t worry,” Selene said, shaking her head. 

“Can guys even be sexually assaulted?” Maria asked, trying to turn it into a joke. “It’s not like they’re unwilling.” 

Jen and Selene both looked at Maria like she’d grown a second head. 

“Maria,” Selene said, her voice eerily calm. “I love you, but if you ever make a joke like that again, our friendship is over. If that’s not a joke and something you actually believe, you can stop the car here. I’ll call tonight off and Uber home.” 

“No, oh my god, Selene, I was just trying to make a joke, I promise,” Maria said quickly. “I’m sorry. I didn’t realize it was such a hot button subject.” 

“It was a bad joke, in poor taste,” Jen agreed. “But apology accepted on my part, I won’t hold it against you.” 

Selene grimaced, as if accepting the apology would put a bad taste in her mouth. 

“I really am sorry, Selene. I didn’t think before I said it, I just… Mark is skewing my view of men, I think.” She sighed. “He’s got a very high libido, and likes me being in control, I just… I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” Maria’s eyes searched the rearview mirror for Selene’s, locking in when Selene lifted her gaze. 

“It’s okay.” Selene said, “Maybe we should talk about something else.” 

Jen awkwardly changed the subject to anime, which Maria couldn’t participate in very much. Still, it carefully worked Selene out of her angry mood as they discussed the differences between Fullmetal Alchemist and Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood, and the strengths and weaknesses of each. 

“Oh, with your hair, you’d totally rock a Winry cosplay,” Jen said, turning to see Selene. “Arthur’s probably too tall to do a convincing Edward, though.” 

“Imagine him as Mustang and Kelly as Hawkeye, though,” Selene said, biting her lip. “Hot.” 

Jen chuckled. “You wouldn’t want to do the cosplay with him? What about Halloween? Are you doing a couple’s costume?” 

Selene shrugged. “I enjoy watching him with the others, as much as I can be an exhibitionist, I’m also a voyuer, and a total cuckquean.” 

“Is that the female version of a cuck?” Maria asked, finally brave enough to speak to Selene again.

Selene nodded. “Yeah, basically. Their happiness and pleasure give me happiness and pleasure, so it all works out.” 

“Beneficial habit to have in a polyamorous relationship, I guess,” Jen said, nodding. “The more I learn about you and your polycule, the more eager I get for that interview.” 

Maria chuckled. “Mark’s a total cuck. He really enjoyed watching Jen, Brad, and me at homecoming.” 

“Oh yeah, you never told me the details of that,” Selene said, tapping their chairs ahead of her. “Spill.” 

Jen and Maria shared a glance, but between the two of them, they managed to tell her the story in all of its lusty details before they pulled into Selene and Arthur’s apartment complex. 

Worked up from their story, Selene blushed and swallowed as Maria pulled into a parking spot. “I don’t know if any swapping will happen tonight, but damn, that was hot.” 

Maria chuckled. “If the opportunity arises, do either of you have any objections to Mark, Brad, and Arthur filling all of my holes? My thought was Mark could take my ass, since he’s the smallest, Brad could take my mouth, and Arthur my pussy? Or maybe Brad and Arthur could swap? Or if Arthur’s not too big, he and Mark could swap.” 

Selene chuckled. “I have no objections, but if you’re worried about size, then Master definitely shouldn’t be the one in your ass. I’ve been practicing and training, and even I can’t take him without prep.” 

“That big, huh?” Maria asked, checking Selene’s face in the rearview as Selene unbuckled. 

Selene smiled and changed the subject. “I’m going to grab some toys from Arthur’s, then my outfit. Do you two want to wait in the car? It’ll just be a minute.” 

“I can wait,” Maria said, pulling out her phone. “Just don’t take too long.” 

Jen pulled her phone out as well, and Selene took that as her cue. She rushed into Arthur’s apartment, using her emergency key to pack a briefcase of the fun stuff from the traveler’s trunk. Then she descended the stairs, locking the door behind her, and stashed the briefcase in the car. Then she ran into her and Kat’s apartment, threw off her clothes, threw on the dress, struggling to zip it, but getting it sealed tightly around her. She squeaked as she moved, making her giggle as she strapped on her high heels. 

She almost went without a coat, but decided to bring one just in case. She threw it on and wobbled up the stairs as quickly as she could. She fixed the hem of her dress once she reached the landing and waved at an upstairs neighbor at the mailboxes. 

“Okay,” She said as she slid into the car’s backseat. “To the adult store! Let’s get ourselves some matching collars.” 

Jen chuckled. “Don’t you already have one?” 

Selene tapped the brown choker at the bottom of her neck, hooking her finger over it and rubbing her thumb along the front. “This is different; it stays on all the time.” 

“What’s so different about it? It’s just a choker and not a collar? Is it sentimental?” Jen asked. 

“Extremely,” Selene said, smiling. “Master gave it to me when we started. It’s from our very first session together, the day all my dreams came true. It’s a symbol of our relationship, and just… everything.” 

“Aw, that’s… kind of sweet,” Jen said. “It’s like a memento from your first date. Like the stuffies Brad got me at Homecoming.” 

“Exactly.” Selene nodded. “See, you get it!” 

“Come to think of it, I don’t think I’ve seen you without it in a few weeks. It’s like a wedding ring or something.” Maria said, chuckling. 

“Oh, if Arthur and I get married, I’m totally wearing a collar instead of a ring.” Selene chuckled. 

“Are you planning on getting married?” Jen asked, surprised. “Won’t that throw off the balance in your polycule?” 

Selene shrugged. “Oh, I don’t care about an official wedding or marriage or anything.” She said, shaking her head. “I’d be fine if he married Kat or Kelly or somebody else. I know he’s committed to me, that’s all it would be, a declaration of commitment in someone’s backyard, him in a suit, me on my knees in a veil or something, leashed to him for the rest of our lives…” Selene trailed off, biting her lip as she imagined the scenario. 

Jen and Maria glanced at each other in front of the car, eyebrows raised. “That’s certainly a… an interesting visual.” Jen agreed. 

“Selene’s a creative person,” Maria said. “You should see her theater club work.” 

Selene blushed, though it was hard to tell if it was from her imagination or the compliment. 

“I’m sure she’s got something fun and creative in store for us tonight,” Maria said, chuckling. 

“Oh, that reminds me, for our introduction, I wanted to, like, a bit where we each say a line and then strike a pose, letting the guys know what we’re there for. I figure we can practice in the garage.” Selene said, pulling out her phone. 

“Oh god, I have to memorize a script?” Jen asked, surprised. “I did not sign up for that.” 

Maria chuckled. “It’s a line or two, tops, you’ll be fine. Right, Selene?” 

“Uh, huh.” Selene nodded, scrolling on her phone. She sent Jen and Maria a brief message with a link to the Google Doc, containing a few lines for each of them to recite. 

“Okay, that’s simple enough,” Jen said, practicing her line in her head as Maria drove. 

“Well, I’ll read it when we get to the store. Are we all going in, or just one of us?” Maria asked. 

“I can run in,” Selene said, nodding. “Just Venmo me your share and I’ll put it on my credit card.” 

“I’ll go with you,” Jen said. “Safety in numbers and all that.” 

“I’ll lock the car and keep the engine running,” Maria said as she pulled into the parking lot. “You two go ahead.” 

Selene and Jen slipped out of the car, both still wearing their coats, which was acceptable in the autumn evening. The bell above the door chimed, and Jen stepped in behind Selene, their heels clicking on the tile. The woman behind the counter gave them a slight nod. 

“Good evening!” Selene said, brightly. “We’re looking for matching cuffs and collars.” 

“Aisle three,” The lady answered, pointing. 

“Thank you!” Selene started walking, but stopped when she noticed Jen perusing the shelves. The sheer number of toys, outfits, and gear could be overwhelming. Selene grabbed her hand and pulled her along behind her, keeping close. 

Jen let Selene pull her along, following her to aisle three, where restraints and collars of all kinds lined the shelves. Jen winced at a collar that had small thumb-tack-sized spikes facing inward, and shook her head. 

“No kink shaming,” Selene said. “That’s very important tonight. Absolutely no shaming anyone for their sexual preferences or kinks.” 

“Sorry,” Jen said, shaking her head. “I wasn’t trying to kink shame, I just… I’m not into pain, you know? I don’t understand how anyone enjoys it.” 

“It’s all sensation.” Selene shrugged. “Some people are wired that way, and that’s okay. I enjoy it, but I know it’s not for everybody. Kat, for example, isn’t a fan of pain, though I’ve seen her get off on spanking more than once.” 

Jen raised an eyebrow. “So she’s not into pain, but enjoys spanking?” 

Selene shrugged. “I think the only way I can explain it is if you experience it. Put yourself over Brad’s lap sometime, I’m sure he’d love to smack that cute ass of yours.” 

Jen blushed. Whatever she might protest about not being into pain, the idea had its merits. 

Selene perused the collars, finally landing on a plain black restraint set that came with four cuffs and a collar all clipped together with metal rings and clips. “These are perfect! And there’s a whole bunch of them!” 

“Do we want different colors, or all the same colors?” Jen asked, noticing that the same set came in white, pink, baby blue, and black. “You want to wear black, Maria can have the white to match her thong, and I’ll take the blue?” 

“Nah,” Selene shook her head. “Our dresses are the same color, even if our underwear isn’t. We can all wear the black ones, if that’s okay with you.” 

“Fine by me,” Jen said, letting her eyes wander the shelves again. “Wow, I never knew there were so many accessories.” 

Selene smiled. “You should bring Brad here sometime, let him pick out what he likes for you to play with.” 

Jen blushed, giggling with Selene as they emerged from the aisle with their purchases in tow. Jen bought her own, while Seleen paid for hers and Maria’s on her credit card. 

“Are munches still on Wednesday nights?” Selene asked as the attendant rang them up. “And are you guys hiring by any chance?” 

“Yeah, they’re still on Wednesday nights. They meet downstairs.” The middle-aged lady said. “You two a couple?” 

“Oh, no,” Selene said, shaking her head. “We’re on our way to surprise our boyfriends. Our other friend is waiting in the car.” 

“Oh, okay.” The woman nodded. “As for your other question, no, we’re not hiring. It’s a small family-owned business, my husband, my daughter, and me. She’s about your age, maybe a little older. Do you want any care products for the leather?” She asked, gesturing to a collection of spray-on leather conditioner. 

“Oh, yeah, we’ll take a bottle,” Selene said, nodding. “And some sterilizer, and do you have any aftercare creams or ointments? We’re running a little low on those.” 

“Yeah, they’re behind you.” The woman gestured to the shelf, and Selene grabbed two medium containers of the stuff, putting them on the counter and pushing them toward the register. 

“Okay, well, good luck with your boyfriends.” The older woman winked at them. “See you Wednesday?” 

“Maybe!” Selene said cheerily. “I’ll have to see if I can convince the others.” 

The lady shrugged, not knowing what she meant, but Selene and Jen took their purchases and hurried to the car. Maria had kept the car running, but they were the only car in the lot, and no one else seemed to be around. Selene passed Maria her collar and cuffs, and Maria sent Selene the money for it over Venmo. 

“Okay,” Jen said, sterilizing her and Maria’s collars and cuffs. “Now I’m getting excited.” 

“Right?” Selene asked. “There’s just something about a collar around your neck that says, it’s time to get horny.” 

Jen and Maria giggled as Maria drove. They didn’t talk much, but Jen cleaned the equipment in her lap, as did Selene, then they buckled their collars onto their necks. Wrist and ankle cuffs followed, with the three women humming along to the radio Maria turned on. 

Anticipation soared as they rolled closer to the house. A few other cars on the road passed them or drove along with them. Two of the vehicles in front of them, in fact, pulled into the very same driveway they were aiming for. 

“That’s not the guys, is it?” Jen asked, worried. 

“No, that’s the girls,” Selene said. “They’ll be downstairs having dinner with Lynn, it’s a whole thing. They’ll be having an apology dinner with her for her to apologize to Mindy.” 

“Oookay,” Jen said, confused, but asking no further questions as Maria pulled in through the gates and followed the long drive up to the McMansion house. 

This was it; they were about to give their boyfriends the surprise of their lives. Selene could only hope that Master enjoyed it as much as Brad and Mark undoubtedly would. No doubt he’d enjoy himself tonight, use her for her intended purpose as his slave, and maybe even fuck Maria or Jen, if Mark and Brad were willing to let him borrow them. 

It was all coming together, and now it was time to play.