Upon wanting to believe him do I move to see something else that was labeled as CNC or Consent Non Consent. Curious, I moved to further read what it truly meant. The example being one if they kidnapped a person against they’re better judgement, and I couldn’t help but snort as I roll carefully my eyes. Typical. A part of me now curious to see how this would fit into the sexual fantasy area as I move to check on maybe.Yet, when coming across Poly Penetration (Vaginal, Anal, and Oral) I instantly felt heat begin to rise between my legs. My panties slowly becoming wet with a need to be touched as I sat there thinking of each of them filling me up within all three of my holes. My pussy, ass and mouth with their enormous cocks which only sends another wave of heat rushing through me instead.Fuck… I was definitely horny now and needed them to release the tension that was steadily rising between my legs. Except, I knew I had to wait until I finished with this checklist before I could even
Blink. Blink. Blink. Taking a couple of minutes to refocus my mind do I slowly move over to my “Checklist” as Alex had so graciously put it as that would help them to better understand my sexual preferences.Not that they needed help with that because each of them were well diverse in knowing just how inexperienced I was in that subject as a whole.Glancing towards the papers I slowly notice that each topic had three little boxes for me to check off. One for Yes. One for No. And one for Maybe. They even gave me a section for me to add notes if I had wanted to.Now moving to chew upon my bottom lip do I decide it was best to address one of the guys before diving headfirst into this new uncharted territory. Not wanting to bite off more than I could chew, I move to speak out.“Hey Tony?”Hearing his name does Tony move to look over at me. His eyes slowly locking with mine before he moves to answer me. “Yes, Principessa (Princess)?”“Um…” hesitating slowly I’m suddenly not sure how to ask
When finishing the first set of normal rules and responsibilities of our BDSM dynamics do I slowly move onto the next set of rules, roles that are more designed towards me and what I can and cannot do while in my dominant's presence. My heart suddenly thumping against my chest as I move to read my next set of rules. Rule 1 – The submissive in question must always show respect to but not limited to all other Mafia and Business-related associates, Security personnel and guests when present. It is also required that the submissive when appropriate, uses the correct titles or sir when speaking. Rule 2 - The submissive must always address their dominants by their proper title unless told differently. Rule 3 – When being in the public eye or talking to another dominant it's okay to address them by their actual name. Rule 4 – Always use words. No head nodding. Rule 5 – Communication is key. Always communicate with your dominants when it comes down to your feelings, thoughts and or desi
When chewing along my bottom lip, do I continue to read through the entire contract. A piece of me having a really hard time with accepting one of two things listed. The first one being the Mafia insignia being placed upon my body and the other one being a tracking device.Yet, the more I sat there and thought about it, the more I slowly became more comfortable with the idea. For sure, each of them had officially carved each of their initials into my forearm, yet having a tattoo made things a tad more personal and other people knew better than to touch you. Something I really didn’t want other people to do unless they were Lucus, Alex, Tony or Grant. As for the tracking device, I wasn’t 100 percent thrilled with the idea of having something embedded beneath my skin just yet, so we opted for jewelry instead. Each piece of jewelry that I would receive would carry its own personal tracking device to monitor every place I went. But, in order to please each of them, I had to agree to we
“These our dear sweet Isabella are your official contracts for you to read and sign. The one sitting to your right is your official document that allows you to become our submissive and wife and we your husbands and dominants. As this contract will be binding, which means that everything that is listed within it is all part of our domestic partnership as well as the submissive roles within each of our BDSM lives. It also gives you an insight to the rules you will be given to follow and abide by as well as the consequences for your actions if you don’t. It even moves to mention all the different kind of rewards you could earn for being our good little girl. We even go as far as to explain responsibilities and roles that we give while being in this marriage” explains Lucus with a soft yet knowing smile. “Okay, and what about the one on the left of me?” I ask again, now curious as to what that one could be. “The one to the left of you is more like a checklist. That one specifically ask
It’s officially been a couple of days since my fun little punishment with Alex that day at the gym and while I kind of miss it, I was secretively glad that everything else seemed to go on as normal, or as normal as things could get around there. Currently sitting upon a posh leather sofa that could possibly be more exquisite than anything else that I could have come to know and see was secretly sitting within a room that I’ve now come to call as the “Bat Cave” from all its dark rich tones and lavish styles that just screamed money, wealth and power. Kinda like Bruce Wayne from the Batman. The room currently decorated in rich dark browns and glass. The room oblivious to pictures or anything else that would even be considered homey as my eyes eventually land on the built-in fireplace that was staged strategically against the wall of the room. My mind instantly thinking of warm, cozy nights with lots of cuddling all while sitting directly in front of the fireplace, especially on colde