The Fort Part 3- Looking Back
Chapter 29- The Art of Communication
© L 2025
'Why are you going to see Dan on Wednesday'?, I ask as the movie Monsters Inc finishes. 'Well, he owns the building that his club is in, business is doing well. It used to be a warehouse and it has a huge upstairs space that he currently just uses for storage. I've been up a couple of times, from what I remember it has exposed beams, he wants some advise about turning it into another play room, but an exclusive one. As Dan once again fills our conversation, I think back to finishing my assignment, and the last play date I ever had with him...
When you finish reading my assignment, we agree I've done enough today, you say you're working from home tomorrow, but have an easy day, so will be around all day to help me finish. Then, before you can stop yourself, without thinking you blurt out, 'want to be my little girl tonight'? Even you're shocked you said it, I look at you. I've no idea what kind of expression is on my face, I'm screaming inside- yes, yes, fuck yes I do! 'I'm sorry', you say gesturing for me to stand. 'That was inappropriate, I just got this feeling from you, like you could slip easily into little space', you stand and head out the door, ordering me to make the amendments before finishing, and with that you shut my bedroom door. I stood there stunned, my mind thinking so many different things. Do I answer? Do I go after you? But, ultimately, I knew moving in with you would have it's awkward moments. Still, I hadn't signed our play contract, and to be honest it was difficult turning my little side on and off, just for a few hours to spend with you, when we arranged a play session. This felt more natural, more me. You also weren't wrong, I could easily tip into little space right now, how did you know?
I sat at my laptop, I made the changes quickly and then I dressed. But, not in my adult clothes. Your house was warm, so I put on my yellow care bear dress and nervously went to find you. Little space wasn't sexual so we wouldn't be having sex, but having you hold me right now I wanted more than anything. You were downstairs just tidying up the kitchen, when you saw me walk in clearly nervous, clearly wearing the little dress I sometimes wore, you smiled and rushed to me, hugging me. 'Is this okay Sir', I said nervously. 'It's always okay princess, and it's Daddy not Sir'. We slipped into our DDlg dynamic easily, too easily. How neither of us realised how we felt about each other we will never know. We spent the rest of the night, cuddled up on your sofa. We watched two Disney films, Frozen as you had never seen it, and Encanto because it had just become available on the Disney channel. At the end of the night you asked if you could put me to bed. I initially stated it was too early for bed it had only just gone 10pm, but you told me in a firm voice that little girls don't go to bed the same time as adults, my heart was in heaven, I loved you being my Daddy! Plus I was shattered, so I didn't protest. After I changed, you put me to bed and tucked me in. As you went to shut the door to my bedroom, I asked you to keep it open. Little me didn't like the dark, and I wanted to be able to hear you, as you left me you made a mental note to buy a suitable night light for my room.
I want to say on Monday we returned to normal, but right now we didn't have a normal, and it was unsettling for both of us. However, we both suppressed our feelings, and I finished my assignment at 10pm that night. All our uni work was submitted online, so I did it then and there with you watching. We celebrated with a small glass of wine, as my phone pinged messages from my uni friends, all saying they had submitted theirs too. The best thing was, I was no longer calling you Sir, I could finally settle living here. I loved the dynamic over the last week, but you didn't want me, not in that way, and your friendship was far too important. Besides I had a wonderful play session with Dan to look forward to tomorrow.
The next day you were up early, you were heading into your office. First thing that morning the clients you pitched to last week wanted another meeting, it was a good sign and a welcome distraction knowing what I would be doing with Dan. Once you left, I headed to the bathroom, I cleaned, shaved, waxed, I wanted to be completely ready for whatever delights Dan had in store. I headed into town an hour early. I had on underwear, heals, and I put on over the top a dress I could easily remove in the car before I was due to meet Dan. I bought some fresh groceries, took a look around Lush and bought three bath bombs and some lavender salt, hoping I would need it later to soothe my aching body. With five minutes to spare I knocked on the back door of his club.
As soon as Dan opened the door he smiled, I was on time, dressed as ordered. We headed to the lounge and he pulled me onto his lap on the biggest sofa. 'Any preference on play today slut', I could already feel his cock getting hard. 'No preference Sir', I answered seductively. He grinned 'you want pain, and we can include your soft limits, right'?. 'Yes Sir', I said not hesitating. If Dan feels even the most remote hesitation he won't play, or certainly not to extreme. He beckoned me to bend over his lap, just a warm up, this was going to last hours. He playfully spanked me, his hand, then a nice leather paddle. Then he asked if I was ready for his cane. I said 'yes Sir' and he ordered me to follow him, crawling on all fours.
Ten minutes later Dan stormed out his dungeon room angry, really pissed, he had to get away from me.
After taking me in, tying me up, starting to use the cane he mentioned that you were in his club a few days before and I snapped. 'Why do I give a flying fuck what he does'? Dan was shocked, it was a passing comment, one quite sure he had made before. I hadn't called him Sir, I had sworn at him. He bought the cane down viciously hard across the top of my legs behind me, an instant red welt appeared and I screamed in genuine agony, but it was what I said next that made him leave, 'why the fuck are you hitting me like a girl', I said as tears rolled freely down my face. This wasn’t me being a brat, Dan didn't know what it was, but it was dangerous. This was his living, it was definitely the hardest he had ever caned me by a long way, probably one of the hardest he had ever struck a submissive and that was my response? After five minutes Dan came back in, he didn't look at me, didn't acknowledge me. He untied me and ordered me to follow him. I was genuinely terrified, I had a problem with you, not Dan. Fuck I had no idea what he was going to do to me after my insolent outburst. In the lounge he ordered me to sit on one of the sofas, and I did. He bought a chair over and sat facing me. 'Dan, Sir, I'm sorry', I whimpered. Still angry, but now in control Dan said, 'oh you will be, but right now what just happened is irrelevant. What's wrong'? I tried to say nothing was wrong, but between me allowing my soft limits, snapping when he mentioned you, and then telling him he hit like a girl, I really wasn't fooling him. I burst into tears, and for the second time in three days, Dan got a second helping to our story, only this was my perspective, I was falling for you, but you didn’t want that kind of relationship. When I finished Dan stood shaking his head, 'stay there, don't fucking move'. He walked away muttering, 'I feel like I'm in high school all over again'.
Going into his office he called you, 'J, any chance, you can head to my club, now'? You were perplexed, Dan wouldn't tell you why, only that it was urgent. You knew I was meeting him, had something happened? You told Dan you would be able to leave in ten minutes, and it wouldn't take you long to get there. Dan made me a cup of tea and brought it out to me, I didn’t even know he had a kettle in his club. He asked me if I had a dress in my bag and I told him I did. He ordered me to put it on, and I did immediately, then he left me again, but this time to tidy up his dungeon. Well that was the end of our play session, I had probably just put a stop to us playing altogether I thought. A knock on the back door a little while later saw Dan emerge, answer it, and as he came back into the lounge you were following him. Fuck, what were you doing here? You were the last person I wanted to see! 'You told J what I did'? I said to Dan anger building back up. You looked at me, and then to Dan, I was clearly fine, what was going on? What had I done? Looking at us both equally annoyed and frustrated, Dan turned to me 'cut the attitude now! You two need to talk', with that he returned to the dungeon room to finish.
You came over to me, it was clear I had been crying, you looked worried and confused. You also looked hot as hell in your business suit. I tried to brush off I was fine, and I was honestly just as confused as to why Dan had asked you to the club. 'Well can you at least tell me what you did'? You said, just then, clearly aware of our conversation Dan emerged yet again. 'Seriously, for two intelligent adults, you're both as dumb as each other! You've both told me over the last few days you like each other, both thinking that's not what the other are looking for. Do me a favour, start communicating. Something you probably should have done before you decided to move in together'! With that Dan headed to his office. You turned to look at me, I could always read your face, your thoughts, but now I had no idea what you were thinking or feeling. It was only seconds of silence as we both sat digesting Dan’s words. Though it seemed like an eternity, but, eventually, you brought your thoughts somewhat into focus. 'Talk to me, that's an order', you said regaining your dominant composure, and I did. I had no resistance left in me to keep how I really felt about you suppressed. The confused feelings, how I felt, how I hated you playing with other girls. That I had loved the last few days, following your orders, it all came tumbling out my mouth, in one incoherent mess. But, it didn't need to make sense, we just needed to communicate. Thirty minutes later and you knocked on Dan’s door, you apologised, and thanked him.
You were beyond frustrated you had to get back to work. He asked you what we had decided. You told him after talking we agreed it would be almost impossible for us to navigate our way through any kind of exclusive relationship or dynamic, but, we were both up for the challenge, and wanted to try. We had a lot more to discuss, but for the moment, we had agreed to stop playing with others.
Just then I walked into Dan’s office too. I apologised for my outburst, and Dan commented that had I been anyone else I would have been banned. But, if we were talking, if we were happy, that was good enough. He also commented that he never let a submissive get away with saying what I had, and only because he knew us both well was he making a one time exception. He did however joke that if I ever told anyone what I had gotten away with, he would publicly flog me in front of everyone in his club, and I promised I wouldn't. To this day I have kept that promise, not even J knows what I said.
We spend the rest of Sunday afternoon in the fort, talking, playing with my toys. The My Little Ponies loved the castle we built, and I asked you if you would help move it up to my bedroom, without it breaking apart. We watched The Bee Movie, and then it came time to say goodbye to our safe cocoon. Tidying away my toys back into the boxes, piling up all the cushions, putting the sofa back. I pulled the sheets off the rope. We ordered Chinese, and watched Jurassic World while we ate it. The perfect end to a perfect weekend.
END OF PART 3