The Primal's Kitten

Chapter Five

The next few days flew by, orders were coming in every day now, more and more of them at a time, it was thrilling really. I hadn’t thought much of our little side venture, in the beginning, it was Alicia who coaxed me into giving it a try since there was more and more need for easy to carry weapons. We had ordered the moulds special from a company right here in Michigan, they cost a pretty penny, but they hadn’t failed us yet, so it was a good investment. I looked up from packing the last of the orders that were going out today, amazed it was Friday already and looked at what else we needed to get done. “s**t, I think we should order more moulds..If we keep having this many orders, we’ll get backed up fast.” I wrinkled my nose a little, looking over at Alicia who nodded her agreement. “I’ll get them ordered once these are all poured and setting.” 

Moulds ordered, packages placed in the basket on the porch, more items poured, sanded and sorted, and the workday was as done as it was getting. I put the last of the new items on the website and shut down my laptop, stretching, my back popping from sitting too long in one position. “So, is Gavin coming tonight or tomorrow morning?” I looked over at Alicia as she stretched too and rose from her chair, letting her hair down from the messy bun she kept it in for pouring resin. She’d gotten her hair in it the first time, and since then has worn her hair up even though she hates it, but it was better than losing an inch of hair due to dipping it in the cup again. “Tonight, actually he should be out of work in the next hour or so, and the trailer is already packed. Don’t look at me like that, it’s all gonna fit in my room, we’re getting rid of my bed tomorrow.” I blinked a little, but it wasn’t like she had to tell me every facet of their plan. It was their relationship and her stuff, after all, it was just surprising when her bed was only like a year old. “Are you selling it or something? Cause I’ll take it, I have some money set aside.” My own bed was years old, it had been my bed in this house when I was younger, staying with my Dad on the weekends. “Pfft, I was gonna just donate it, but if you want it, we’ll toss your old one out by the road with a free sign on it. No need to buy it, I know you’re saving up for stuff you’ve wanted for years.”

With that sorted, we both went to move some furniture around in the living room, making a better path for Gavin and his stuff to come through since his bed was freakin massive, and all the wood pieces for the frame would have to get upstairs too. At least he was handy enough to take it apart and put it back together, the thing was heavy as hell. With that done, I went and tossed some cider in the fridge and dug out the menus for all the local takeout places that delivered, we’d all be sore and hungry by the time he was moved in, I was sure. 

Gavin showed up about an hour later, and the three of us worked on unpacking the trailer until almost dark. Alicia’s room, the living room, and the hallway were stacked with boxes by the time it was all said and done. Thankfully the trailer was empty, so it could be returned tomorrow, saving Gavin some money. They even helped me move my old bed and frame into the living room so it could be taken out in the morning, and then Alicia’s old bed and frame moved into my room. I was ecstatic, to be honest, her bed was new and comfy, and the woman slept all over so it wasn’t like I had to deal with any drooping spots due to her sleeping in one place all the time. It was perfect, and the same size as my old bed, so my favourite lavender sheets still fit. Score! I was in the middle of putting my sheets on and getting my bed made when Gavin popped his head into my room. “Hey, we’re deciding on dinner, come down, my treat.” I was taken aback, I was used to paying my own way, would that change now that Gavin was here? I mean, he wasn’t mine, but Alicia had said he liked spoiling her, did that include me now since we all lived in the same house? I’d have to talk to Alicia, I mean now and again was ok, we did help him move a whole trailer’s worth of stuff into our house this evening. “Sure, I’ll be right down!” I called out, finally coming to my senses after who knows how long, standing there like a deer in headlights. 

I made my way down to the kitchen, finding the pair in the middle of making out against the kitchen island. “Alright you two, let’s order food before I lose my appetite.” I was teasing, of course, but Gavin jumped back from Alicia and blushed so hard it made me feel bad. “Hey, I was just kidding!” I felt awful, and just about to stew in it when Alicia started cackling like a total loon. “It’s alright, Gavin hasn’t been around enough to know what a brat you are yet. That reminds me, you better not teach him any bad habits!” It was my turn to laugh as I looked between the pair, but in the middle of her joking tone, there was a hardness to my friends' features. Oh s**t, Domme mode activated! I put my hands up in surrender, “Come on Lish, I don’t think that’s even possible!” I turned and picked up the menus and began to shuffle through them, trying to get my mind off what I had just seen. Alicia started laughing again and so did Gavin, though he looked somewhat less embarrassed, his cheeks were still red. “What?” I asked, curious because of course, I was curious, they were sharing secrets and here I was less than 10 feet away, not in on the joke. “I was just telling Gav that, should you rope him into any funny business, it would only be he who takes the punishment, since we’re not in a dynamic.” I blinked a few times as if that would help my brain sort through what she had said. “Oh...well I guess I have to learn to be better behaved then…” 

“You, well behaved?” Lish cackled, throwing her head back and holding her stomach like it was the funniest thing she had ever heard me say. I pouted. Gavin started to laugh too once he saw the look on my face. “Yeah, she’s definitely a brat,” He said, shaking his head. “I said ‘better behaved’ there is a difference!” I was huffing again, I couldn’t help it, with both of them looking at me the way they were. Ugh. “Fine, fine, better behaved than usual. I still don’t see it happening.” Lish was still laughing but finally turned and plucked the Chinese menu out of my hand. My stomach rumbled in agreement with her choice, making us all laugh all over again. We all wrote out what we wanted, and Gavin called for delivery, reading off each order and then double-checking that everything was correct before giving them his card number and info. I gave Alicia a knowing glance and she smirked, mouthing “good boy” at Gavin while he was still on the phone. Would I ever do something like that, or would I find a Dominant who would do much as Lish had for the last several years and call for me? I hoped it was the second, but I decided to ask since we had time before the food arrived.

“So, do all submissives do this sort of thing for their Dominant?” I felt a little awkward asking, my voice coming out softer than its usual warm tone. “No,” Gavin said, shaking his head at me a little. “I do because it pleases her for me to do so. I never had a problem with making calls before though, either.” So Lish had told him she made most of my calls for me, lovely. “Oh, well that’s good then.” It was all I could think to say because so much of this was still new to me even after all the research I had done. I guess Lish was really right and I should have just asked her or looked into joining the community earlier before I got such a wrong idea. “Hey, you’ll get it all figured out in time. Have you been talking to the girls at all from the group?” Lish always knew how to make me feel better when I thought I sounded dumb, it was one of the things I really cherished her for, she never made me feel stupid for not knowing something that I thought I should already know. “Yeah, I’ve been chattering a little with Abby and Clara, they both seem really nice.” Lish nodded her head and Gavin grinned at me. “They’re both super nice, I’m glad you’re getting along with them. They both were a huge help to me when I first starting going to events, and their Daddies are both really nice guys.”Gavin piped in. I tilted my head a little, curious. “Their Daddies?” I asked, biting my lip. It felt weird to say, and yet, the way I had seen both men interacting with the girls at the discussion was really protective and sweet. “Yeah, they’re Daddy Doms. They take a lot of pleasure in caring for their littles and making sure they’re doing all the things they should be to take care of themselves too. It’s a really sweet dynamic.” Lish chimed in this time and I just sort of nodded. The food arrived not long after and that was the end of the conversation for the moment, we were all too starved to do much more than stuff our faces.