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"Axel?! Guess what!"

Laughing. "Hello, Bert. What has you so excited?"

"Well- I can't tell you. Daddy told me not to. BUT can we come stay over? I don't know for how long or when we need to leave."

"Oh? Um.." Pauses, hesitates. "I don't-", a sigh, "Let me go ask Master. I'm unsure if he'll be okay with a sleepover."

Giggling, "Did you be bad? Is Seán gonna punish you?"

A strained laugh, "Uh... sure. Broke some rules, he may use this as punishment."

"Well, if he does, text me. I'll need to tell Daddy the news. Go ask, Axy!! Hurrry!!"

Sounds of shifting clothing, footsteps and a low, echoing growl that gets muffled by quick movements. Minutes go by, the quiet voices speaking unheard words. Keeping their conversation covered and personal, trying to block any noises that may escape through the speaker. Murmured voices, then a sudden muffled smack, followed by a yelp.

"Master! Berts is still on the phone!"

"Aye? Better he hear what ya get for bein bad. Gonna be comin over, after all."

A little cheer further away comes from the speaker, while there's a louder, closer soft gasp. "You're letting them stay for however long?"

"Aye. Go on, tell the lad. Ya got a punishment ta start."

"Oh." A quick shuffle before. "Hey, uh, Bert?"

Another happy giggle. "I heard! Thanks Seán Sir! I'll go tell Daddy! I'll call you when we leave, whenever that is!"

"You heard? How much did you hear?! Bert? Robert! How mu-"

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The conversation with Axel was odd, yet sometimes weird things happen on the phone with either him, Zyon or Tommy. Ever since they all came back, odd noises or things have happened on phone calls. They mention nothing, and I leave it alone. It was either a poor phone connection or not my business. If something was wrong, someone would tell me. So, it doesn't come across as anything too odd and I ignore it, forgetting most of it in my excitement.

It's two days before Devin decides it's time to leave. He had texted Seán when we started packing this morning. The dominants in the group; Devin, Seán, Lewis and, depending on the group chat, Axel. They keep in touch through a group chat, just like my submissive friends do. Since Axel is a switch, he's in both groups. Seán had created a separate group without Axel, only he, Devin, and Lewis. Then he created a group chat for us; Axel, Zyon, Tommy and I. Depending on the topic the Dominants are speaking of, Axel will either speak with them or need to stay in the Submissive chat group. Axel agreed to this, he doesn't feel left out and likes that his boyfriend had taken being Switch into account. This way, Axel isn't resigned to the status of dom or sub when in a group.

The doms most likely just speak about punishments, or playfully complain about their Submissive's being brats. I know Axel had 'accidentally' seen a conversation when he was on Seáns phone. Luckily, I was there. The Irishman asked Axel to look up something on google for him, my friend happily did so, but while searching a text popped up. Tommy dared him to open it, crawling up next to Axel as Zyon and I crowded around the switch. This blew our cover, yet Axel opened the message and we saw the conversation the Doms had. Unfortunately for us, the message was from Lewis.

'Got you.'

We were tricked; it was a test to see if we would snoop. Tommy screamed like he was being murdered when Lewis, without warning, picked him up from behind. The submissive started throwing blame, in an attempt to keep out of trouble while all the doms just laughed. No one got in trouble, it was just a small playful test. Though Seán warned that if we snooped in on their conversation, we'd get more than a warning. They don't want us seeing something our Dominant is planning, a surprise or a punishment. It's not a rule. If we ask, one of them will tell us.

Seán never answered Devin back, probably asleep or busy. I was told to call Axel, just to make sure they know we're coming. Devin doesn't want to surprise Seán, considering the Irishman isn't good with random visits to their house, and wants to avoid possibly triggering any PTSD the man may have. After I get dressed in a pair of booty shorts and a crop top, my shorts sitting high on my waist, I call my friend. Devin, in a pair of dark jeans and a tank top, goes about our bedroom, packing up our suitcases for however long he decides, while I'm on the bed criss-cross with the phone on speaker so Devin can hear as well. It's ten in the morning, Axel is normally up by then cooking breakfast. However, I need to try once more to get an answer.

"Bert?" It's said breathlessly, as if Axel has been running.

"Yeah. You okay, Axy?" My eyes follow Devin's path to the closet then back to the bed where our suitcases sit in front of me.

"Oh, yeah. I'm fine. Just playing around with Zyon while Master is out in the barn, we're making breakfast and the little trouble maker wants to have a food fight." I can hear Zyon whine and mumble something, this earns Axel shushing him.

I laugh, seeing Devin smile. "Yeah, Sir Seán won't like that. So... Go Zyon!"

Devin pauses to look back at me, raising his eyebrow at my attempt to get my friends in trouble by their main Dominant. He doesn't scold me for it, knowing full well that he also messes with the other Doms. Getting them riled up, purposely making them jealous or bringing out their possessiveness. His actions or words work for the subs. They get fucked long and hard, while my words get them in trouble. It's a good balance.

Zyon laughs and cheers with me, Axel sighs. "Robert, don't give him ideas. Master will have both of our asses."

"Yeah, that's the point. Duh." I giggle, earning a quick squeeze of my thigh as Devin places a spare uniform suit of his in his bag.

Suddenly, Zyon quiets down and both of my friends stutter. A deeper, rougher and much more gravelly voice speaks. "Damn right I will."

"Sir did it!" Zyon transfers blame, only getting a disbelieving 'hey!' from Axel and a loud laugh from me.

Devin smirks at the nervous greeting Seán gets from both his sub, and Switch. Interrupting my giggling, and the, no doubt, on coming scolding, Seán will give. He takes the phone, holding it by his face as he snaps his fingers and points at my suitcase. I know it's a silent demand for me to finish packing, but I want to hear what he's going to say. He snaps again when I just stare at him, thinking on if I should listen or not. I pout; he may just keep me home instead of allowing me to go, or take away my sweet treats. Getting off the bed and moving towards the walk-in closet, I can hear Devin greet Seán.

"Hey, Seán! Texted you that we're packing up, thought we'd call in case we surprised you. We should be there around the afternoon. That cool?"

I grab random shorts and shirts, snatching a big sweatshirt that belongs to Devin, before hurrying back to the bed. Devin goes through the pile as he finishes speaking, raising his eyebrow at a thong that was buried under a pair of shorts. I blush, going to grab it, yet he throws it in my suitcase before I can.

There's a quick shuffle as the phone changes hands, then Seán responds. "Aye. Didn't see yer text, thanks for ta warnin. How long ya stayin?"

Devin winces, helping me fold some of my clothes before neatly placing them in the suitcase. "Uh... I'm uncertain. Could be weeks to months, I wasn't given any specific time frame. I can only tell you that it's for work."

There is a muffled noise, a cut short growl makes Devin's eyebrows furrow. "Alright. We'll be ready for ya. Lewy and Tommy Boy are comin over too."

Excitedly, I clap silently at the fact that Tommy will be there. Tommy and I are like evil step brothers to Zyon, he's the definition of Good Boy. We help him be bratty. The three of us together are like tornados, the attitude we get creates three submissives that think we rule the world. Any rules are forgotten, our Dominants turn into jesters for our entertainment and we turn into the bosses. At least, until one of the Doms reaches a limit and teaches their boyfriend a lesson. Lewis breaks the fastest, especially if Tommy turns his back towards the Scotsman or ignores any warnings. I've noticed that he'll stop after the third warning, quickly kiss Lewis's jaw, then apologize for pushing Lewis past the limit the man has for Tom acting up.

Axel and Zyon will also stop at a certain limit, each knowing how much Seán can take and never pushing further. I don't understand that, they like being brats and pushing limits. Yet, they stop themselves without their Dom doing much else other than giving warnings. The only reason I can think of is Seán and Lewis getting triggered into a PTSD episode when pushed too far, or hard. The thought is vague, I have no clue what happened to them and therefore, do not know how they react to certain things or actions. I don't know the inside of how they coped. My friends like privacy and I give them that; asking if they need help, if they're okay is enough to gain simple information. I'm told everyone is okay, happy, and that's good enough for me.

My boyfriend smiles at my reaction to that, placing a folded crop top in my bag after I hand it to him. "Thanks, Seán. If we overstay our welcome, I'll find us another place. Just tell me."

Seán hums. "Doubt yall overstay. Yer welcome over whenever."

"Okay, well, I better get Robert in the car before he goes and packs all his clothes. I'll have him call when we pull up. Thanks again." After Seán says his goodbye, and I yell my bye to them, Devin hangs up.

He pulls me against his side, kisses my head and zips my suitcase. "Take this to the elevator. I'm going to grab some stuff, then we'll leave. Wait for me, Baby."

Grinning, I kiss his lips before snatching my bag and running out of the room. "No running inside!"

"Oops... sorry, Daddy!"

At the elevator, I waited for a long five minutes. I can hear him shuffling around in the bedroom, closing a door, then more shuffling. Impatiently, I kick at the elevator door gently, pout to myself and eventually just sit on the couch. I call out every minute if he's ready or not, hearing him chuckle after the third time. He takes longer than ten minutes to appear walking from the hallway, carrying his bag and a bulky duffel bag that looks heavy. He had never carried that with him before, only left with one or two bags, depending on how long he's supposed to be gone. It must be heavy, his arm is straining to where I can see veins. Devin doesn't appear bothered, smiling and shaking his head in playful annoyance.

"Baby Panda, have some patience. I went as fast as I could." He sets his bags next to mine, standing straight to cross his arms and look over at me, sitting on my knees on the couch. I'm leaning on the back cushion to watch him, smiling innocently. "Why are you there? I told you to wait."

I shrug, jumping up from the couch. "Didn't say where to wait."

He just chuckles, rolling his eyes. I'm welcomed in his arms once I walk close enough to him, receiving a kiss on tangled hair. His chest is pressed against mine, all warm and shifting with his breathing. Pointing to the duffel bag, I ask, "What's in there? You never have it when you leave."

I feel him tense for a split second. My jaw is gripped as he turns my head towards him, his expression is serious, eyes dark and lips in a tight line. "It's for work. I don't want you touching it, no looking in it. Just like I can't tell you my missions, you can't know what's in there. Understand, Robert?"

Confused and verging on concerned, I nod. "Yes, Daddy. I understand."

Devin sighs through his nose, he squeezes me tightly and leaning down to press a soft kiss to my lips. Obviously, he saw what he said and the possibilities of what is in the duffel bag, had scared me a bit. "I'm sorry for spooking you, Bert. Just, stay away from it. Let me handle it. Okay?"

"Okay." I don't want to push for information, it's for work and I can't always get details about his job. It must be important if he needs to hide whatever it is from me. Normally he'll tell me if asked, unless it has to with his deployments or missions.

He has never punished me for pushing for information, yet he gets stern with me. Asking too many times gets him firmly shutting down my attempt at questioning him, or he distracts me. I know not to ask, and understand he has certain orders, but I get curious sometimes. He apologizes after I stop, saying he would tell me if he had the choice. I believe that; he hasn't lied to me before and he's an open person. We communicate great on subjects aside from his work. I'm proud of him, and respect him for being involved in the military. He's doing what he loves, and that's amazing. It takes a powerful person to do whatever job the Military offers; soldier or otherwise. Yet, it strains our relationship when he needs to leave or can't inform me of things. It feels like he's hiding things from me, even if I know it isn't anything that would end or cause serious issues in our relationship.

I love him, and I have no doubts of his affections for me. I'm happy with him, deployments or keeping information aside. He doesn't take advantage of me and he keeps me safe, he's a good man. Devin takes care of me as both a boyfriend and Dominant, he's great at each, even with his time away from home. Whenever we talk while he's away, he makes sure I'm doing my schedule or following rules. If he finds out I'm not, he punishes me in ways that allow him to see I'm doing as told. It helps that I work at a BDSM club; going into work with a cock cage, vibrating butt plug and wearing no underwear would be frowned upon anywhere else. Luckily, the club isn't for minors and everyone is good natured, either teasing me humorously or being sympathetic towards my situation.

Devin and I had agreed that public secret punishments are okay, it's embarrassing at times, but I like that for punishments. Depending on what it is, of course. Wearing, or forgoing clothing, under whatever outfit is like a little secret. It's mainly small things, being all tied up in a rope harness or going without underwear. Even if it's for a punishment, I don't mind it. Public stuff doesn't bother me, full on sex does and a little groping is fine. Devin takes it further, only slightly. He does it too often sometimes and I love it, yet it depends on the surroundings or my mood. However, I absolutely love and crave most, if not all, the actions he does.

My boyfriend smiles, hand sliding down to pat my butt. "Good, thank you. Let's get going, Giggles."

I giggle at the nickname, it always makes me laugh. Devin hands me my suitcase after pressing the button to call the elevator, laughing at my happy bouncing. I'm excited to see my friends again, and get some time off from working. I got one of the security guards at the club to come in and make sure everything runs smoothly. Iven had been working there before Seán and Lewis got abducted. He knows how things work, Axel and I trust him. Hopefully, nothing goes wrong on this new little adventure.

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The drive out of the city and into the country takes about five hours. The traffic on the highway was horrible, with a semi-truck rear-ending an SUV. It appeared messy and fatal, yet I'm hoping the drivers are alive and getting treatment. I haven't seen or heard anything about it, though. The countryside is beautiful, with thick woods and big open fields with either horses or cattle. I saw a few sheep or goats; they were adorable. The trip from the highway to our friends' houses takes another three hours, which I spend with the radio blasting and shouting all the songs.

Devin joins in when a song he knows plays, he doesn't stop me or turn the music down. Unless I get louder than a certain volume, he doesn't scold me. If he can hear me outside the car, then I'm in trouble. After all, I'm allowed to have fun as long as I listen. I'm a lucky victim of thigh groping on the drive, and when we stop for gas, Devin makes me wait for him when I go to pay inside and get us snacks. I was confused, since normally, he handles the gas and I pay. However, he delivered a smack to my butt, where I can feel my shorts ride up to reveal the bottom of my butt cheeks. 'Nah. You stay with me, can't have these peasants lookin at this. Can we, Baby Boy?'. I ran from him, laughing, just to get him riled up. I know for a fact when running, my butt jiggles obnoxiously from the fat there and that Devins' second favorite part of me is my bottom. He was glued to me the entire time we were in the gas station, chest pressed into my back and his hips on the middle of my spine, enormous arms around my waist.

By the time we get to our destination, Devin has gotten his pay back by groping my thinly covered cock and working me up to a release. Then stopping, again. I have to think of nasty things to get my cock down and limp as I text Axel with a warning of our arrival. Fortunately, the gravel driveway is long. They have huge green fields filled with horses kept in by sturdy fences, the younger ones race the car as we drive by them. The driveway has small hills, and the gravel forces the vehicle to rock or bounce. The house comes into view when we get to the top of the last hill, it's a decently big house. The porch wraps fully around, there's two floors with an additional basement and attic. Axel has a gigantic kitchen; the living room plan is open into the kitchen with a sliding door out into the vast backyard.

They have an amazing pool directly out the door, the barn Seán and Lewis built just behind that further back. There's a fence blocking the yard from the horse areas by the barn, this way the horses don't come up to the house. I love the house and the area, it's beautiful and secluded. No one can see the house from the road and its private property, no one is allowed in the entire property without permission.

Lewis's truck sits next to Seáns, both new. Lewis has huge tires on his, making it much higher and wide; like a monster truck. Tommy and Zyon come running out of the front door once Devin parks, in my excitement I jump out without waiting for my dominant to hug both my submissive friends. Zyon is much healthier, has tiny amounts of fat on his thighs and stomach, still very skinny. He can't gain weight more than he has, fast metabolism at its finest. He is healthy, that's the important thing. Tommy is also a skinny man, yet he has fat in a more moderate amount than Zyon. Both of them are adorable; Tom's hair is now a cute light blue while Zyons raven hair has grown out to the junction of his shoulders. Zyon has lovely green eyes; Tom with one vibrant blue and the other beautiful bright green. They're both my height, Zyon is the shorter of us, standing at five foot two.

"Berty! We missed you!" Tommy shouts in my ear, squeezing me tightly.

Zyon giggles at my other side, "Yeah. We need to facetime more."

His speaking improved greatly, everyone is incredibly proud of him. He's still quiet, has had little to say, but he speaks excitedly and takes advantage of his voice or words when he wants. A look over their shoulders reveals Axel, Seán and Lewis filing out of the house. Lewis and Seán are tense at first, seeing me touching their boys, seeing Devin, then slowly relax. Axel smiles at me, looking much more amused than his Dominant.

"I missed you guys too! The hair, Tommy, what happened?!" I push them away to ruffle and tug at Tom's hair, grinning as he laughs.

"Master finally agreed to let me dye it again! I wanted green, but I acted up and he changed it to blue." He blushes as he shakes his head to make his messy, blue hair flop around.

Zyon cuts in with a scoff. "Acting up? You weren't listening to him at all. I'm honestly shocked he didn't punish you."

My blue-haired friend waves his hand in a dismissal of that. "Well, he deserved a punishment. It's only fair I refuse him stuff when I'm refused."

We all jump at the sudden voice to the side of us, rough and husky. "Watch it, boy."

Lewis stalks over to us, dark forest green eyes eyeing Tommy. The Scotsman is huge, as is his Irish brother. Seán is seven feet and Lewis is merely an inch shorter. He's mainly an all thick muscle bear, complete with fur everywhere as well, according to the sneaky pictures Tommy sends. Dirty blond hair shaved at the sides and back, the top long and nearly always in a bun. Today, he's in a tank top with an old pair of jeans that have sizeable holes in the thighs and legs. He makes a wonderful picture, all pale skin covered in dark blond body hair with a thick beard. He isn't Devin though.

Tommy smiles, one that shows his sheepishness about being caught saying what he did. "Hi, Master! Look who's here! It's Robert, isn't that awesome!"

He gestures at me as if the short distraction would save him from any pay back for stating his Dominant deserved a punishment, especially said with the attitude behind it. Lewis merely nods his hello to me as he comes to stand behind Tommy, placing a huge hand on the side of his subs neck. Tommy is tiny compared to his fiancé coming to merely Lewis's nipple area. Zyon is grinning, watching with pleasure as Tommy squirms under Lewis's hand, the anticipation of what the Dom will say or do, getting to him.

"Good ta see ya, Robert. I'd appreciate it, if ya don't give him ideas." Lewis finally says, smirking when Tommy sighs a relieved breath.

Having Lewis's eyes on me always makes me nervous, I don't understand why. He's a giant to me and so is Seán, yet the Scotsman's eyes are always dark and serious. I feel uneasy being the center of his attention, getting the feeling of danger. It makes little sense. Lewis is playful, and a gentle giant when he wants to be. I've seen and know him well enough to know he wouldn't harm me, or anyone; unless someone decides Tommy is pretty and flirts with him. He's not dangerous to me, however my instincts always warn me to keep on my best behavior with him around. Same goes for Seán. Although, I've never been good at listening.

I nod, smiling innocently even when I know he sees through me. "Gottcha. My mouth is zipped!"

Lewis chuckles, while my submissive friends laugh. We all know better than to believe me. The larger man limply gestures to the porch of the house. "Let's go in. Axel wanted ta see ya."

Zyon and I take off running, laughing evilly at Tommy's squeal of disbelief that we ditched him at Lewis's mercy. A second later, I hear a loud laugh and a plea to stop. Turning back, shows Lewis holding Tom off his feet and rubbing his beard over the sensitive skin of the sub's throat as Tom squirms and giggles. Smiling, I continue on to the porch where Devin is speaking to Axel and Seán. The giant Irishman holding Zyon in his arm while he leans on a supporting beam of the porch, Axel sitting in a swing next to him, with an enormous hand on his shoulder.

Seán is a copy of Lewis, huge with muscles and hair, with a big beard. His eyes are brown and his natural hair is a chocolate brown, shaved like his brothers, yet the long top of it is down instead of in a bun. It was white, but he let it grow out into his natural color. Axel is shorter than his Irish boyfriend, six foot, as Devin is with ebony hair that matches well with his blue eyes. He has muscle too, not as thick or bulky as Lewis or Seán. Devin and Axel are in the same fit category.

Devin grins as I make a brief stop to kiss him before continuing to run at Axel. Sitting myself directly on his lap with a wide grin, "Axy!"

My friend laughs, hugging me tightly. "Hey, Bert. Doing good?"

I nod, hugging at his neck for a long second. "The club is in excellent hands. I'm just happy you guys let us stay."

Glancing up at Seán, I see he's keeping a good eye on everything. He eyes my contact with Axel and watches the others interact, similar to how an animal watches over territory. I know to thank Seán for allowing us to stay; he is the one that Axel asks when given questions that apply to the house or property. Axel and Zyon listen if he decides someone can't come over, and understand his reasoning. It's just how their dynamic works. Mine and Devin's are different, yet I respect any decision Seán makes because he has his boyfriend's best interest at heart.

"Thank you, Seán Sir." The additional Sir started off as a joke Tommy, Zyon and I started to mess with the Doms. It developed, now we all add a Sir when speaking to the other Doms, just because we can.

Seán looks down at me, showing a smile. "Welcome. Ta boys got excited, figured yer a good reward."

Axel and Zyon, and Devin laugh. I chuckle. "Oh, I'm a reward alright! We're gonna have so much fun!"