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The Rent – Part 1

“How do you feel about Mr. R?” 
My owner and I watched carefully as the tall man and his slave moved carefully around our backyard. We were having a barbecue with some friends that we often interacted with in the kink community. When meeting Mr. R for the first time, it was clear that both Masters had an interest in each others slaves so they were invited to the gathering in order for us to get to know them more.
“I like him.”
It was more of the fact that he was mysterious to me than anything else. Mr. R was clearly experienced and he had told us many things about his journey in BDSM, but it felt like I hadn’t learned anything about him at all. I took notice of the fact that he barely looked at me except for those sweeping glances he made when my owner was describing my qualities as a professional Fuckdoll. It was like he was unsure whether or not he should close on a business deal, it made me feel hot all over. On the other hand, my owner made it clear that he was intrigued by the slave in front of us. His arm was wrapped around my waist and his eyes trailed over her in interest as they did the entire night. I smiled mischievously when she returned his gaze with a blushed stare. She would endure much with my sadistic Master.
“It’s settled then,” my ears perked at Mr. R’s sounds of approval.
“Next Saturday, we will have each others slaves for five hours only.” 
My owner picked his drink off the table and gave me a final look. I knew he was waiting for final thoughts on the agreement, in return I nodded my head with a reassuring smile. With a pleased look my Sir nodded back and sipped his drink. I blew out a breath of nervousness and then also one of frustration.