Bronwin was nodding before the words could form. No matter how compelling Richard's gaze was her eyes still kept drifting over to Emma's too, as if checking in with her. She still couldn't get over what this situation was making her feel. She'd played with a Domme as well as Dom's although not very often, well only a very few times, and only one of those had been very sexual. Most of the sexual interaction she'd had with women, except when she was still at school, had been very much instigated by that submissive's Master. He'd controlled what happened between the three of them, and although she'd loved that - there were times when the passivity of the other girl had not connected with her fully or at all.<br/><br/>There was also the fact that to serve two people, well, it was scary, exciting, she'd fantasised about two men, so many times, serving the two of them, but this felt even more powerful. It was as if, because they were a couple, that she was now sure of, they had together a more powerful connection, a greater ability to work together, to jointly be a force that was making her go so trembly inside she wondered she wasn't shaking on the outside too.<br/><br/>She'd felt the surges of adrenaline and heady excitement of stepping into playing, in fact the first few times had been so very terrifying she'd almost been sick with the kind of stage fright it induced. There was the same kind of awe, an undercurrent from realising she was taking a step into the unknown and was going to discover another truth about herself in the process.<br/><br/>The sexual attraction to both of them too.... well, Bronwin's body was letting her know that as well, in no uncertain terms. She wondered if they could hear it in her voice, the undercurrents of it as she agreed to go with them, asked for their address to give to her safe call and they talked amicably on the way out about the area by the beach where they lived. She'd left a message for her friend too so as the streets rolled by she had nothing to think about other than to concentrate on the two of them and what the rest of the evening would hold.<br/><br/>Stepping out of the car, still barefoot with her shoes in one hand and her bag on her shoulder Bronwin could hear the sea, and she was taken aback at how beautiful their villa was. Even in the calm light of dusk, more shadow than light it sprawled negligently in front of them, just beautiful. She'd worked in some amazing places, but this also had an intimacy about it that no five star hotel could rival.<br/><br/>She couldn't hold it in...."Wow......."