Later that evening Brodie had gone to the workshop in his garage as his two kids slept peacefully in there beds. He had married once and not to much more than a year ago had got divorced. For more than twelve years, he had provided for his family without them ever knowing struggle. His wife never had to work and his kids always taken care of.
He loved being a dad, his kids were his greatest and deepest joy. And now, they spent most of thier time with him. They saw thier mother often but not for long. The fighting becoming too much. It was the reason he had left. He tired to talk her into counseling, or talk to her rationally, but it never seemed to get him anywhere other than royally pissed and stoned. Weed always help take anger boiling inside him away. And he didn't want his kids to see him angry. He didn't like being angry. He liked being happy, for everyone to be happy. But his ex wife just didn't seem to be capable of it.
But for the most part now, they lived happy and exciting lives. They would go on small trips or have fun days when they weren't in school. It was almost perfect. The one thing missing was the one thing he gave up on finding, the perfect woman. The one that would be open and happy yet feed his and hers desires. A true partner, and true sub.
Ever since he had laid eyes apon the girl who had wandered into his store his mind had raced. Watching her fingers roam with such intense wonder over the chest, or the way her head tilted to one side like a curious puppy as she examined the collar on the wall. Something had reawakened inside of him. A feeling that had long since faded. A feeling he had forgotten.
More than a decade ago he had been an active Dom. He had had a few submissives during that time, but they all seemed to leave him underwhelmed or annoyed. Sure they were pretty, and some even did a few things right. Each one had all come to him far to willing, spouting they had no limits. Saying to him that they would do anything, pleading him to use them as he saw fit when they had only just met him. Many enraged him by asking for a collar straight away. And everytime it took only moments for him to expose them for the frauds they were. He wouldn't physically touch them, he didn't have to.
Granted he started with the extremes, things even he wouldn't do. However, he had purposely done it that way for two reasons. First, to save time. And second, because he wanted to feed his sadists side. Some he would end up keeping for a while, but never got invested. Only buying them cheap or generic collars and toys.
He had very clear rules by which he would take in a sub. First, he would take someone new under his consideration untill they got to know each other a little better. Two, that all play, limits, mutual interests, and a safe word had to be agreed apon. Three, one of his most important, that he would never collar a sub without a formal submission. Next, that he decided the whens, whats, and wheres. And last, and the most important, never ever shit where you eat. All subs would be from a different town, and not even a neighboring one.
Brodie would contact them give them a time and place, and they would show. They would wear proper atire and do any necessary prep work before coming. Tardiness or failure to do the following would result in only one of two ways. Punisment which they would complete themselves or, they would be turned away and released from there collar. The latter ending thier agreement and leaving them to find a new dom.
He had never ended up using the ones he had made with care. Using only the finest leathers, each detail precise. He as of yet had reason to. Once he thought his perfect sub would be easy to find. But, eventually he had given up hope and married.
Brodie was currently shaving and shaping wood for an item he couldn't get out of his head since he saw the little bird. He had never made anything with someone specific in mind. Everything he made was either for order or just a simple start to be altered do to the needs of the buyer later. He continued shaping when he heard a faint sound.
He paused for a moment trying to focus and pinpoint what it was and where it was coming from. A few seconds later, he knew right away what the noise was. For the second time today he had genuinely smiled, something that he rarely did. He stood from his work bench and walked towards the sound. And the more clear and loud the sound became, the deeper his smile spread across his face.
Khilahni was laying on her bed with her vibrator pressed against her clit. After almost 13 years of dating two of the most incapable and insecure men she'd ever know, it was so easy to find pleasure in this one small toy. She was so close to cumming, her moans getting louder and louder without noticing. But lately, even the vib wasn't quite doing it for her. She craved more, just what that more was she didn't know.
She had started experimenting playing with her ass over the last few months. She had started with a small plug and now had just started to manage a small dildo. With the cool breeze that drifted in from the window and the low hum of music she decided to add it to her arsenal tonight. So she turned over onto her knees, pulled the pink shaft from her beside table, and after wetting it with her mouth slowly pushed it inside her. A gasp escaped her once the dildo was fully inside. Something about it felt so good, almost delicious. She began to work it in and out as the vib continued to hum agaisnt her swollen clit.
Brodie followed the sound to the open window of the house nextdoor. The only house close to him infact. Even though it was a good sixty yards from his. And if he thought that the angelic voice that cryed out in pleasure was stirring him, what he saw next stunned him completely. Here was the extact same girl who had hidden behind a quiet exterior, pleasuring herself right infront of him. Her shapely legs bent, her back arched down towards the matress, and her ass in full view.
He watched as she played with herself, letting out whimpers and moans. It wasn't the most kinky thing he had seen a woman do by far, but seeing her try to please herself with total abandon, stirred his blood and his primal instincts. Brodie continued to enjoy the scene before him until his cock felt like it would burst through his jeans from being so hard. He whispered to his new neighbor right as she was apexing "Cum for me little bird, let go.". And a moment or two later she had done just that. She cryed out and her body quaked, and Brodie's cock jerked once in response.
Khilahni dropped deeper into the matress after she had sated herself. The feeling unmatched to any human interaction and all she could do was sigh before lightly chuckling. How had she actually managed to go so long without experiencing this.
Her sister and many others had tried to explain the feeling to her many times. How it felt earth shattering, like being high, or just a toe curling extacy. But, it had never bothered her. How could one crave something they never experienced or truely understood. Sure, she had watched porn before. Watched as women ohed and awed, screamed fuck yes or im gonna cum, but never understood why they did. She had honestly assumed they where faking it, just as she had done for years. She still didn't understand one thing though, how could a man possibly make her shatter like she had just now. It just didn't seem possible.
As Khilahni cleaned herself then comfied herself under the covers she whispered her secret wish into the night " God please let me find someone who I will truly love that can make me feel this alive." With her energy spent she closed her eyes and drifted to sleep unaware that god wasn't the only one who heard her wish.
Brodie watched as his little bird cutely whispered her deepest desire and faded into a deep sleep. She was so quiet that one had to see the rise and fall of her chest to know she was in fact breathing. Her small face so peaceful looking. "Thats a very good wish little bird." he spoke softly as he walked away. And, as he entered his workshop he swore to himself silently that he would make her wish come true.