Disfunction Dinner

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**so this is the like 18th part. Some of the parts are explicit so if you can't see them you may have to follow me or something (not 100% sure how that works)**

It was rare for all five of us to be able to sit down to a meal. If Kasey and Meg were both home, Justin was pulling a late nighter at the office. If An was gone Kasey was normally with her. Justin had wanted to surprise me and had invited Nyda and Carl.

The seven of us, Nyda, Carl, Meg, Kasey, An, Justin, and I, all decided to go to a sushi place down town. I sat close to Justin. Nyda and Carl on the side of the table to my left. Kasey and An to Justin's right. And Meg sitting across from me hoarding the menus. We seem to make a loud and dosfuctional family. But we were happy.

"Justin!" Michel came running up and threw his arms around Justin.

"Michel," Justin pried the overly excited sub from his neck. "Where is your Domme?"

"She's ordering at the bar. She doesn't mind me being gay for you." Michel smiled and I slightly spit out my drink. "Angel?!? Are you okay?"

Meg laughed and tapped me on the head with the menus. "Now you know what I felt coming home last night."

I blushed a deep red. Michel sat in my lap. "Do tell!"

"No..." I buried my face in Justin's shoulder.

Meg smiled mischievously and looked at Michel. "Well, little miss over here, she was having some fun last night with some lesbians." Meg shot a glance at An and Kasey and smiled. "I have to admit it was hot."

Justin kissed my temple and wrapped his arm around me. "This is better than any punishment I could ever think up." He whispered in my ear and laughed.

"You told me you thought it was sexy." I grumbled and looked up as Michel's Domme approached. She was very tall with dark hair that cascaded over her shoulder blades. Her eyes were warm brown almonds. She was tan with a figure I could only imagine coming from corset training.

She smiled at us and spoke to Justin. "I hope Michel isn't too much for you." She handed Michel a dark bubbling drink. "He's been just awful." She smiled at him and ran her fingers through his hair.

Michel blushed and looked up at his Domme with admiration. He leaned into her touch and closed his eyes. She was taller than him, even without hills I imagined she'd still stand above him.

"Come along, Michel." She smiled down at me and winked. "I think I saw a something on the menu you'd like." As they walked away, I noticed all the men and women whos eyes followed them. They all seem fixed on the Domme.

"She's... different." I looked around the table for agreement.

Meg shrugged. "She's a wicked bitch. The one week I spent with her before I went to school was enough torture for a life time." An glared at Meg. "Sorry, Ma'am..."

"Justin?" I looked to Justin.

"Ariana is a very sadistic lover... She pulls her partners in with her feminine appeal and breaks them with a leather flogger." Justin slowly unwrapped his arms around me and stole a menu from Meg.

Kasey and An exchanged strange looks and both seemed to try and motion something to Meg. Meg rolled her eyes and nodded in agreement with them. "Excuse me, I'm going to take a moment." Meg walked away towards the bathroom followed by An.

Nyda smiled. "She was your lover then?" Kasey hurriedly hopped up and followed An. "I guess that means it wasn't a good partnership..?"

Justin shrugged. "It was an almost constant struggle to see who would dominate the other." Justin looked over at me tentitivly before continuing. "She claims to be a switch, but I think she liked fighting with me more than submitting to me." Justin shrugged again and put down his menu. "I don't know about you, but I'm really feeling something messy.... What about you, Nyda?"

Nyda rolled her eyes and grabbed a menu for her and Carl to look at. "I want a burger. Something nice and greasy." She looked at Carl. "What are you thinking?"

He smiled sheepishly at her. "Chicken ganders work for me." I fought back a giggle as Nyda sighed. "I know its stupid... But chicken strips..."

Nyda shrugged. "You'll never grow up." She looked at me. "What about you?"

"Want to share some cheese sticks with me, little one?" Justin pointed at the deep fried cheese sticks on the menu. "You always get them when you go to the store."

I smiled. "I'd like that." I smiled and leaned on his shoulder and looked at his menu. "The turkey burger also looks good..." I smiled up at him.

"Bacon cheese burger it is." He teased and kissed my cheek. "I'm thinking something spicy..."

"Angel..." Nyda stood up abruptly and grabbed my hand. "Come with me." She pulled me behind her looking over her shoulder. I looked where her eyes were trained and saw Peter. He tilted his head slightly as Nyda pulled me into the restroom.

An looked up startled as we ran in. She grabbed a papertowel and dried her hands. "Who lit a fire under your ass?" Meg looked concerned but was massaging her butt from what I could get was a pretty bad spanking because An's belt was on the sink.

"Peter's here." Nyda looked between An and Meg. "Where's Kasey?"

"She went back to the table." An looked at me with worry in her eyes. "You left Justin alone?"

Nyda began to speak, but then the thought occurred to her. That mousy boy she left with Justin would be as successful at holding Justin's anger back as a fly would be. "Shit."

"Oh, great.! A woman of many words." Meg growled and looked at An. "May I go stop Justin from killing that bastard?"

An narrowed her eyes. "You are such a smart ass. Fine. But try and not make a fool of yourself."

"No promises" Meg smiled and quickly made her way out of the bathroom.

"Please... Stop treating me like some broken kitten you have to hide from the world. I can stand up for myself." I looked at Nyda and An. "I love both of you, but you are like two worried mother hens."

An nodded. "I guess we can be a bit...over bearing."

Nyda looked at An in disbelief. "I guess you are right..." She looked at me and smiled. "please let me be a mother hen just this one time..."

"No." I hugged her and made my way back out into the diningroom. I would stand out there and show him I'm stronger.

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