Ye Olde Kinke Faire Page 8

  “That it has, Alice.” Rhys lifted her up and swung her around. “I see you didn’t talk him out of buying this place,” he added as he put her down.

  “Pfft,” Alice said in response. “It’s perfect. It just needs some tweaking.”

  Rhys glanced around. “It looks to me like it needs a lot of tweaking. However, if it works out, it’ll be fantastic. I might spend all my vacations here.”

  Since lunch had been delivered, they headed toward the benches to eat. Kendrick kept a hand on her lower back which made her smile. She loved how he seemed to be unable not to touch her when they were near one another.

  Long hoagies covered the benches and off to the side were several coolers and huge boxes.

  Kendrick looked at them as he filled two plates with food. “What are those for?” he asked as he handed one plate to Becca and patted a bench. She stood up and sat down next to him.

  “Glad you asked,” Craig said, walking up. “The kitchen is in perfect condition and everything was hooked up. We have a chef. Michaelo is a Dom and jumped at the chance to run the kitchen for the summer. He’s there now, getting everything primed. This is the first set of groceries. Tonight we get a real meal. We’ll serve it in the room next to the kitchen. It will make a great cafeteria while we need it.”

  “Perfect,” Kendrick said. “When will Slate be here?”

  “In two weeks. He gave his notice to the cupcakery he works at this morning. Jilly says working here will be good for him as he has a hard time fitting in where he lives. He needs to be in a place where he’s not going to be judged for being an out and proud gay sub.”

  Conversation swirled around them as Becca ate. Names she didn’t know passed overhead and she was amazed how many people they knew in the kink world. Usually it took her time before she felt comfortable around new people, even in BDSM clubs. But she already felt at home with the people surrounding her. Even Rhys who was big and imposing and practically Kendrick’s doppelganger, except for the silver at his temples.

  Glancing off to the side, she spotted Cassidy sitting and talking with the others who had stayed from the original group. As if feeling Becca’s gaze, she turned and looked at her. And grinned. Her eyes flipped to Kendrick, then Rhys, and back and she raised both eyebrows. Becca had no doubt her friend would be asking questions about the other Finleigh as soon as possible.

  Warm breath against her ear made her tremble. “Did you and Alice get everything figured out?”

  Becca turned her attention completely on Kendrick. “Yes, Sir. There are going to be some amazing shops, even just for the short amount of time the Faire will be open.” She smiled. “My savings is going to go belly up.”

  He chuckled. “Just wait until next summer. We’ll have many more. A friend of mine does leather work and makes the most wonderful corsets and dresses out of it. She’ll have a store next year.” Kendrick looked her up and down. “I would love to see you in one of her creations.”

  Her breath hitched and she nodded. “Me too, Sir.” She loved the scent and feel of leather but had never worn any. The thought they might be able to get together next summer sent a zing of pleasure through her.

  A tall, thin man with tattoos on the left side of his neck, shoulders, and arm walked toward them with a dolly. His head was shaved and he had a clipped black beard. He and Craig loaded several of the large boxes onto it. Once the dolly was filled, Craig turned toward them. “Kendrick, this is Michaelo, our chef. Mick, these are our intrepid crew for now. Kendrick is the head of our organization.”

  Kendrick raised his hand. “I’ll come meet you later, Mick. In the meantime, please work with Craig as he already knows what’s going on with the kitchen. I look forward to a real meal.”

  Michaelo smiled and nodded. “I may have an ego,” he said, a thick Italian accent dripping from his tongue and drawing most of the female eyes and several of the males as well. “But I’ll state that once you have my food, everyone else’s will pale in comparison.”

  “Perfect. Only the best for the Elan Township and the Faire.” Kendrick lifted his can of soda in a salute and Michaelo chuckled before hauling away the dolly.

  “Nice looking man,” Rhys said, “but I can tell he’s a Dom from here.”

  Kendrick snorted. “’Fraid so, big brother. You’ll have to keep your eye open for some sweet and naughty twinks.”

  Ah, so Rhys was gay. Becca hid a smile when she saw Cassidy pout. No going after the elder Finleigh.

  “When are you going back?” Joseph asked and for a moment Becca wasn’t sure who he was talking to. Until Rhys spoke.

  “Monday. The House is currently not in session but there are a few things I want to get done. Only seven months left before I’m out of office.” He groaned. “Fuck I look forward to being out of there.” Office? Becca turned and blinked at him. He was a congressman?

  “Are you running for something else?” Craig asked.

  Rhys shook his head. “This was my third term. There are rules of engagement and propriety for a member of the house, senate, and pretty much any public office. I cannot be both kinky and a congressman. I’ve kept the kink side of myself hidden for almost seven years. The only way I’m getting away with coming here is by putting it down as a visit to see my brother. I’m tired of hiding who I am. So as of January of next year, I’m a private citizen again.” He jabbed Kendrick in the waist. “If you get the co-op side going, I just might buy in.”

  Kendrick shot him a grin and Alice groaned. “Two Finleighs all the time? I’m going to have to set traps.”

  Becca giggled, remembering the night before, and Kendrick sent her an amused glance before looking at Alice. “Well, you’ve already whomped me, Alice. I’m sure you’ll find a way to keep Rhys from going out of control too.”

  Alice burst into delighted laughter and Becca followed.

  “Don’t tell me,” Craig said. “She added to your limits list.”

  “Yep,” Kendrick said with a chuckle. “You should have seen the look on Becca’s face when she asked me what whomping was.”

  Chapter Eleven

  For two weeks the amount of work on the Faire was exhausting. Kendrick always cut his and Becca’s time off at seven so he could take her back to the cabin and either scene or talk about her day. He found each conversation just made more questions come to mind. She was fascinating and he looked forward to getting to know her more.

  Of course now it was June and a few of their shop keepers were arriving. The major push to get everything done by June 30 was on and he and the others already felt the strain.

  “I’ve got three of the shops up,” Chandler told him, showing him the plans he’d made from Alice’s drawings. “This keeps everything in one area so that the moment the fair is over, we can start building for next season. We’ll need to have the flood basements dug and the cement poured before winter sets in.”

  “Good,” Kendrick said as he looked over the map. “Good work, Chad. I’m glad you were willing to come back and help us.”

  Chandler smiled. “I’m just glad someone is taking this seriously. At the beginning I thought R.C. was serious about making a real kink faire. And then he started negating all the safety protocols and regs I requested and cutting the budget. It’s good to be involved again. I told my girlfriend about this place and if you get the co-op paperwork done, we’d like to apply.”

  Pleased, Kendrick clapped him on the shoulder. “Fantastic. Rhys thinks it will probably take most of the next month to get all that paperwork through the system. He says realistically it probably won’t be okayed until August, but if it hits just the right people, we could have the go-ahead by July.”

  Chandler went off to talk with Alice and Kendrick headed into the Faire grounds. The new café was up and running. Penny University. He smiled as he walked past it. Pen Holingale was a historian and had a great sense of humor. Coffee shops when they first began in England became known as Penny Universities as people used them as their place to hear the news.
They went down for a cuppa and news boys walked around and shouted the news. In much the same way, Penny University café was going for the kink side of things. Along with a latte, the customers could sit and hear bawdy tales of kink. Currently just the coffee was available. Kendrick could hardly wait until everything was up and running.

  Movement out of the corner of his eye made him look toward the dock where a boat was moored. Wondering which of their shopkeepers had arrived, he turned and headed down. He instantly recognized the deep rolling laughter of Alec Rowland. A huge grin crossed Kendrick’s face. He’d missed him. Alec was so damned easygoing and everything rolled off his back. Unless a sub was in danger. Then he turned into a mountain of a man and nobody would go up against him.

  Next to Alec were David Walston and his family. Thrilled since he hadn’t expected David until the next week, Kendrick broke into a jog.

  “Kendrick,” Alec boomed and smacked him on the shoulder when he reached them. “Quite the island you’ve got here. I was telling David I’ve got ideas of tying some sub up in the woods and playing with him.”

  “Imagine that,” Kendrick said while he shook David’s hand. “I told my girl Becca that was what I wanted to do with her. I just haven’t had the chance yet.” He turned his gaze to David and his family. “David, Tayna, so good to see you here. And Ryan.” He shook the nineteen-year-old’s hand. “I hear you’ve been training as a Dom.”

  Ryan nodded enthusiastically, his dark brown hair bobbing over his forehead. His natural tan glowed in the sunlight. Kendrick figured if he spent a lot of time at the Faire, he’d be brown as a nut by the end of the summer. “I’ve got a lot to learn but I’m loving it. Dad says you’re opening up a co-op as well as the Faire so I’ve put in an application at school in Port Angeles. Hopefully I can do most of my schooling long distance, but if I need to attend class, it’s close by.” He said it all in a rush.

  Kendrick had known the Walstons for almost a decade and Ryan had always been gung-ho and friendly. His identical twin was the exact opposite.

  Kendrick turned a calm smile toward Ryan’s brother. “I’m glad you’ve come, Luke.”

  It was amazing how identical twins could look so different. Whereas Ryan was all smiles and exuberance, Luke was quiet, tended to be moody, and kept to himself. “Mr. Finleigh,” he said in a tight voice. He turned slightly and Kendrick was surprised to see half an eagle’s head on his right shoulder. As both Luke and Ryan wore sleeveless t-shirts and were standing next to one another, he realized the other half of the eagle’s head was on Ryan’s left shoulder. Interesting. He would love to know how that came about but wouldn’t pry.

  “Let me grab Craig and he can show you your cabins. They’ve been used as rentals but they’re in good shape. Once you’ve settled in, come find me or Alice and we can show you where your shops are.”

  They walked up to the Faire grounds and Craig saw them coming and walked toward them. “Perfect,” Craig said in his gruff way, “more workers.”

  Alec barked a laugh. “Free labor. Now I know why you wanted us to come.”

  “Of course,” Craig responded, a twinkle in his eye. “It clearly isn’t for the torture equipment you brought… which I want first look at by the way.” As they moved in the direction of the cabins, Ryan turned and trotted back to Kendrick.

  “Kendrick, Dad said I needed to bring this up with you. What I was thinking is I don’t know enough to be able to help with shows or anything, but I’m hoping I can volunteer this summer, and possibly work for real next summer?” he asked hopefully. “Dad also mentioned that if I asked really nicely that you might mentor me?” A huge grin crossed his face and Kendrick smiled. Was he ever that young? He supposed he was and made a mental note never to ask Alice as she would probably bring up every annoying thing he did as a boy.

  “As long as everything goes well for the co-op, I think that’s a great idea, Ryan. Your dad can only teach you so much before it becomes uncomfortable. As for this summer, how much of a gopher are you willing to be?”

  Ryan’s eyes lit up further. “Anything. Running errands, cleaning up, delivering food… whatever you need.”

  Kendrick cocked his head to the side. “You know, Ryan, you might have hit on the perfect item. Once the Faire’s under way, shopkeepers aren’t going to have the time to go out and get food. If you could do a continual run, get to know everyone and do food delivery several times a day, that would be perfect.” And would settle one of the problems that sat in the back of his mind: How to keep his people happy and wanting to come back the next year.

  “Awesome. I can definitely do that.” Ryan beamed. “With all the work going on, I can start right off if you want.” He glanced around at the buildings. “Oh, and you have a coffee shop.”

  “Yes. It started up a few days ago.”

  “What has to be paid for and what would be gratis?” Ryan asked, bouncing on the balls of his feet.

  Kendrick put a hand on his shoulder and squeezed. “Go with your parents and get settled in you cabin. Then come back and shadow me. I’ll have a map of where everything is now and what’s coming so you can familiarize yourself with it.”

  “Great. Thanks, Kendrick.” Ryan gave a wave and took off at a jog after his family.

  Things were definitely coming together. What two weeks ago had been a disappointing mini faire, was now taking shape. True, it was nothing like it would be in a year, but it was more what he had expected and hoped for. By opening day there would be six full shops and four moveable kiosks. Food was still tricky as there was no way to hook up professional kitchens but they had one barbecue eatery going in, would have two coffee shops, one bakery, and the quintessential turkey leg stand every renaissance faire he’d ever been to had.

  They capped their daily visitors to twenty-five hundred, though he didn’t think they’d hit that many. And he had already sent invitations to heads of some of the major kink clubs in the US and Canada to visit the third week of July, which would allow them to get all the kinks out of the system. He grinned remembering Becca’s comment when he said that. “But we don’t want the kinks out,” she’d teased. He tickled her unmercifully for that. It had been an enjoyable evening.

  Speaking of the red-headed beauty… Kendrick spotted Becca as she walked along in an outfit he rather liked on her. Short, torn jeans shorts and a handkerchief over her breasts. It kind of had the Daisy Duke appeal and it definitely appealed to him. He’d kept most of their scenes private so far, even though public sex was okay with her. But the more Doms that arrived, the higher the need within him to claim her in a very public way.

  It was strange as he’d never truly needed to do that to a sub before. Then again, his relationships usually consisted of one night, one scene.

  She glanced up and saw him watching. A beautiful smile crossed her lips and she changed direction and walked right toward him. Becca was graceful and the perfect show of submission as she dropped onto her knees in front of him, her hands on her thighs, her head up and eyes down.

  Kendrick stared at her for a few seconds and glanced around. Several men cast glances at her ass as it peaked out of her shorts. Oh yeah. Time to show off that she was his.

  “Take my cock out, girl.”

  Her breath caught and she instantly unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. By the time she reached in and grasped him, he was half hard. As his dick hit the air and he spotted her parted lips as she stared at it, he came to full erect. “Suck me.”

  There was no hesitation as she wrapped her beautiful pink lips around his glans and licked the slit. He allowed his eyelids to close half way and groaned at the feeling. Becca loved to suck cock and while not the best he’d ever experienced, she was damn near close. He knew with repetition she would become the best and he was willing to give her all the practice possible.

  It was difficult to think with her wet mouth encasing his shaft and her tongue rubbing along the lower vein as she took him deeper and deeper into her mouth. Her eyes slid up, she looke
d at him, and he saw the need expressed there. He slid his fingers through her luscious curls and held her still as he thrust all the way forward, the tip going over her gag reflex and into her throat. She choked a little but didn’t try to pull away. He pulled out slightly, gave her a moment to take in a breath through her nose, and thrust back in.

  She moaned around him which made him groan with pleasure. He wasn’t going to last, which was fine. He’d last later on when he fucked her into the sofa. “Suck, girl. Make me come,” he said in a husky voice as he pulled out and thrust in again.

  Becca sucked in her cheeks and worked the base of his cock as he fucked her hot little mouth. He let his head fall back and embraced the pure ecstasy that raced through him. As his balls drew up, he pulled out to just beyond her lips. “Drink it all.”

  Her lips formed a tight seal and she sucked and swallowed quickly as his cum flowed into her mouth in several long jets. He’d been glad when their medical tests came back clear for both of them. He still used condoms for vaginal sex and he would when he finally entered her tight ass, but there was nothing better than getting his bare cock sucked and watching his girl drink his cum down.

  When his shaft softened, he pulled from her lips. “Fasten me up.” She quickly put his cock back into his jeans and zipped and buttoned him up. Instantly her hands were back on her thighs and her eyes were on the ground.

  “You please me,” he murmured and ran his fingers through her hair. He wasn’t sure what she did with it, but it was wonderfully soft. She smiled at his words. “Today’s going to be another busy one, but I want to spend more time with you tonight. Be at the cafeteria at five thirty. Get to-go dinners for both of us and bring them to my cabin. Set everything out on the table, strip, and kneel next to my chair. I’ll meet you there at six. Understood?”

  “Yes, Sir.”

  “Good. Now go back to whatever you were doing. Don’t want to make Alice mad at me.”

  Becca laughed as she stood up. “Then what will she do?”

  “Probably remove my floggers and replace them with string or something.” He winked at her and she continued to laugh as she trotted off. Kendrick watched her until she joined Alice and they went inside one of the temporary stalls. Time to get back to work.