His eyes went thoughtful, distant again. “You and my father had a relationship, didn’t you?”
“It was complicated.”
“But you submitted to him?”
Cameron summoned the images from that place deep in her mind, perfectly preserved, completely sheltered from the rest of her life. It could have been yesterday, an hour ago.
“Your father did things to me no man ever has,” she said.
She was beyond fear now. She had entered the realm of obedience. It was Victor’s will that his son was here and by his will she would speak.
“Not even your husband?”
“No, not even him.”
Isaiah looked in pain for the first time. “I would have liked to have known that part of him.”
“I can tell you from a woman’s perspective, he was the perfect dominant, too perfect to be real, I suppose, too intense to last. Your father was like a series of moments, explosions and heart beats and if you were lucky enough to catch one or two…well, you’d never dare ask for more.”
“I think my mother loved him and hated him at the same time,” Isaiah said. “She never married, of course. She dated here or there but it always ended in some huge shouting match, the man running for cover.”
“That sounds like Rachel. Your father was the only man who could ever handle her, or rather they handled each other.”
“You know it’s funny,” said Isaiah. “Of all the things you said, the hardest part is figuring how my mother fit in. She was the most non-submissive person, you have no idea.”
“Oh, I think I do have an idea,” Cameron mused. “Your mother was like a hurricane, a woman-child, she was truly the most beautiful creature I ever saw. Even when she was cruel and spiteful she did it with such style, totally winning you over to her side.”
“She drank a lot,” Isaiah admitted.
“A substitute for Victor, perhaps.”
“I only saw them fight once,” he said. “He had come by to pick me up for the circus. She was drunker than usual on her red wine. She had just gotten some bad news, about her father dying. She hadn’t talked to him in years, he was quite a monster to her as a child. Victor was furious at her irresponsibility for being in such a state with a child in the house. She called him all sorts of names but when he ignored her and went to get me she went hysterical, throwing herself at his feet begging him to stay with her. He pulled her to her feet and told her to straighten out or he would take me away from her forever. She became very quiet, I believe she called him sir.”
“She was his submissive,” Cameron acknowledged, “although it was a complicated arrangement, with her playing the brat quite often, and him enjoying her tantrums as much as he enjoyed squelching them. I think deep down he saw in her a similar spirit, a raging wild fire, a constant deep need to fight the world born out of even deeper pains.”
“I’m not sure we’ll ever be able to answer that question. Statistically a lot of people in the lifestyle have suffered traumas, but it’s not an automatic correlation. At the end of the day, people are what they are. They are turned on by particular things. They have a sexual identity just as they have a set of preferences for foods, climates, clothing and everything else.”
Isaiah nodded.
“So,” said Cameron at last. “What do you intend to do with all this information.
Isaiah looked older than when he had come in. What a beautiful combination he was of both his parents. “There’s only one thing to do,” he said. “I have to live my life.”
“I’ll be here to help,” she said.
She could almost feel Victor’s hand on her shoulder.
Good girl, Cameron, good girl.
Other BDSM novels by Reese Gabriel
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Punish Me, Please: Slavery for Sheila
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To Whom She Crawls: Tales of Bondage, Betrayal and Redemption
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Needing The Whip: Tales of Female Surrender
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