While Emma was at UCLA, Chris decided to go to the club and see if he could find someone to talk to about his feelings for his sister. When he got there, the owner, Mark Townsend, was in his office. The club was open 24/7 so people were playing out scenes as he walked through the building to where Mark’s office was located in the back. He was surprised that none of the sex being displayed peaked his interest. Usually he liked to watch. But not today.
“Hey Mark, you got a minute?” he asked poking his head through the open door.
“Sure Chris. Come on in,” the big man waved him in. He sat behind his desk looking down at his iPad. “Have a seat.”
“Do you mind if I close the door?”
Mark closed his iPad and looked up at Chris, one eyebrow arched in curiosity.
“No problem,” he told Chris.
Chris took a seat in front of Mark’s desk and took a deep breath.
“What’s going on man?” Mark asked when he didn’t say anything right away.
“I need to talk to someone about some things and I think you’re the only one I can trust and whose advice I would respect.”
The other man nodded his head but didn’t say anything, preferring to wait for Chris to speak his piece.
“I think I’m falling in love,” Chris finally blurted out. “And I just met her a day ago, but I think I’m … in love.”
Mark smiled at Chris’ heartfelt and terror-filled words. “It can happen like that sometimes,” he said lightheartedly. “Love is love and it can work its magic in many ways, most of them ones we aren’t expecting and perhaps don’t want.”
“She’s my sister,” Chris couldn’t stop himself from revealing the incestuous secret.
Mark’s eyes narrowed. “Your adopted sister?” he asked. When Chris had joined the private BDSM club several years back, his application had him list all family members and their relation to him. Mark remembered reading about an adopted sister much younger than Chris.
“Yes,” Chris answered, ashamed of his revelation. “I don’t know how this happened. I’ve never felt like this with another woman. Protective, possessive, jealous. Happy and … contented. Just being with her is enough to make me blissful wherever we are.”
“Sounds lovely to me,” Mark said honestly. “I would kill to have such a person in my life.”
“But she’s my sister!”
“Your adopted sister. You aren’t related. And if I recall you didn’t even grow up together.”
“I want to fuck her,” Chris confessed. “I want to tie her up, spank her. I want to collar her and make sure everyone knows that she is mine. She needs a daddy. Her biological one was a psychopath lending her out sexually to his friends. I can give her a childhood where she’s safe and loved.”
“What’s the problem?” Mark asked not understanding his friend’s emotional outburst. “Does she not want you?”
“She wants a big brother. But …”
Mark waited patiently.
“I’m pretty sure she’s physically attracted to me too.”
“How old is she?”
“Ten years younger than you but legal.”
“Can I cross that boundary without causing her irreparable damage?”
“Only if it is a long-term commitment,” Mark answered directly. “This is not a relationship to enter into lightly. She comes with a past that contains a lot of pain centered on sex. It will take time to get her to a place where she is enjoying herself as much as you are. But if she is willing and you are too, I don’t see what is wrong with you two making a go of it.”
“Isn’t it wrong to break this ‘big brother’ boundary with her?”
“Only she can break it. She has to be the one to consent. But you can push her.”
Chris thought about his friend’s advice. Could he do this? It was going to be tough and hard. Was he up for the challenge?
“Of course you do know that you’ll have to keep your relationship a secret until you’re out of football,” Mark said casually. “Your sponsors and fans are probably not going to be able to make the distinction between ‘adopted’ and ‘biological’ sister.”
“I’m not too bothered by that,” Chris divulged.
“No but she might be.”
“Another thing to keep under consideration. Man thanks for your help. I needed to confess and hear another perspective.”
“No problem and congratulations,” he said standing up and holding his hand out.
“For what?” Chris asked standing too and shaking his hand.
“For finding your mate,” Mark said with jealousy. “I would love to find mine, someone to share my life with. It sounds like Emma is yours.”
Chris grinned. “Yeah I guess so,” he said stunned. “I can’t imagine my life without her.”
“Yep. She’s the one then.”
“I hope I’m hers.”
“I think you’ll be fine. Just remember, she has all the power of consent. Make her want to give you her submission.”
Chris nodded his head. “I think I can do that.”
“Good. I expect to see you both at the club some time soon. I’d like to meet this woman who has stolen your heart. She must be incredible.”
“She is,” Chris said with pride. “I can’t wait to show her off.”
“Take care with her.”
“I will. Thanks.”