The drive to Angels was relatively peaceful, no traffic around for miles, just wide empty roads as I blast the song Battlefield by Jordan Sparks over my car's speakers.
“I never meant to start a war. You know I never want to hurt you. Don’t even know what we’re fighting for” I sing not caring who heard me as I really liked the song and felt like it resonated with me especially with how things turned out back home. Drumming my fingers I continue to sing to the music as I slowly make my way towards Angels, eventually pulling up towards a huge building. Once there I quickly move to park my car before turning off the engine and heading inside. “Hello Ms. Moretti, Ms. Franco is expecting you” greets the door man as he holds the door open for me. “Thank you Matt” I smile as I move to enter, my eyes never getting bored of the place that Angel lived in as it was kind of like a fancy hotel for the elite. “Anytime” is all he says as he returns to his post. Smiling, I continue to head towards the elevator, my phone dinging once more. Reaching for my phone I move to grab it only to notice that it was Angel who was telling me that the door was open as I continue onward unaware of my surroundings as I bump into something or someone. Oof, Did I just walk into a wall? Damn it. Wait, hold on for one second. Shaking my head, I moved to realize that my supposed wall was not a wall but that of a man. A very tall man. Straining my neck to see, I quickly move to lift my head just to get a proper look. Curse me and my 5 ’6 height. “I-I’m sorry, I wasn’t watching where I was going” I stutter out. Oh. my. GOD! How can my luck get any worse than this? It should be illegal for this man to be so freaking gorgeous. Wait, correction, a GOD. Suddenly I realize I’m not moving. Am I still breathing? I must be… I can still feel my heart beating which means I have a pulse… but those beautiful green eyes, bright like emeralds. Gods… If I’m to die now, please let him be my utopia. High cheekbones, chiseled jaw, and a clean-shaven face, pleasantly plump lips that beg to be kissed, petite nose and lush raven black hair just begging to be touched. He obviously stood about 6 '2 maybe 6' 3 while wearing a crisp white dress shirt and tailored blue slacks, his suit jacket slung over his shoulder, his very broad shoulders as the shirt clung to his well-defined chest. Yum! I think all the while drooling. “Don’t worry about it Piccolo (Little One)” chuckles the man. Amused by expression and the little bit of drool that was escaping. Fuck! Even his voice sounds drop dead sexy! Please somebody pinch me, before I orgasm right here. “Um… I’m not little, but I truly am sorry about bumping into you” I say quickly. Now moving to sidestep the hot handsome man all while hoping he couldn’t see my blush that was steadily making its way upon my face as I move to head towards the elevator, my back still to him just as I move to enter. Please… Please don’t see my blush. My eyes briefly peaking over my shoulder and to where the hot handsome man still stood. His eyes still on me even as the elevator closes. The elevator soon taking me to where I needed to be.“Well…”At the well place tone of his voice do I finally move to do as I’m told. My body soon kneeling down before his. My body back to shaking silently. The thought of seeing Alex and Lucus covered in blood was nothing compared to how Grant was now. Grant showing me a whole new side to him that I never knew existed was downright scary.Moving to cup my cheek with his hand does Grant move to caress my cheek with his thumb. His voice still firm as he does.“Until further notice, you, sweet girl, are to hereby follow are direct order when kneeling along our feet. That includes but not limited to mealtimes as well. Only we are allowed to give you permission to sit, stand or move about, especially when we’re inside this room. Our room. Now then. Today’s lesson shall be all about guiding you on all the commands that we as your Dom’s expect you to know and follow, do I make myself clear on this?”“Yes, Sir”“Good girl. Let’s begin”And so, for the next grooling 6 hours of my life does Grant
After a few short minutes of comfort, does Grant move to take my hand. A hand in which I now take in return, as Grant moves to lead me out into the hallway. My eyes instantly landing on that of Alex and Lucus. My body now frozen when catching the sight of them both standing before me. Both covered from head to toe in crimson blood.My body slowly beginning to shake as I continued to take in each of their bodies, neither of them noticing me as both continued on making small talk, both wearing sinister smiles upon both of their faces the longer they do.The scene before me like a scene one would find in a horror movie. Like Chucky or Scream. The kind of movie that took blood and gore to a whole new level of madness.My body unable to move even as I continued to process everything going on before me. Grant quick to notice my lack of movement as he moves to follow my gaze only for a deadly smile to grace his lips as well. His eyes soon locking on those of his brothers.Lucus soon being th
“That wasn’t very nice sweetheart.”Unsure of what to say or do all I can do is swallow thickly. Grant taking my silence as an opening to continue with his scolding. “Don’t start something your aren’t ready to finish yet. It’s how people get hurt.”Feeling remorseful, I try to apologize for what I just did only to feel his lips now against my neck. A loud gasp rising as I feel him biting and sucking against the flesh. Almost as if he was starving. Only letting go once he was satisfied with his nice little handy work.A hickey. And not just any hickey either. A massive one that left me feeling sore from that alone. Christ. Is there nothing that these men can’t do to me that leave me feeling sore.Shifting his weight and then his body I soon find myself now back on top of his. His hands adding a few swift smacks to my ass for added measure which only makes me glare at him yet again. A laugh rising to greet me as I move to roll myself away from him.Laughing again by my actions does Gran
Mmm. Have you ever had one of those dreams where things were just starting to get good, real good only for it to be interrupted by a voice? Ya, well that’s what’s happening right here, right now.“Wakey, Wakey Agapi (Love)”Groaning, I try to ignore the warm rich velvety tone of a males voice as I attempt to go back into my wonderful dream by snuggling into what I was assuming was a nice soft pillow only for the said pillow to move which causes me to become more self-aware of my surrounding.My once soft pillow actually belonging to that of a rock hard chest. My mind instantly snapping back to where I was and instantly remember Grant. My body practically now on top of his as I slowly wake up more.Morning wood now poking at my inner thigh as a blush begins to rise as I soon realize just how close it was to almost touching my now bare ass. A certain someone by the name of Alex, cough, had decided on dressing me in a nightgown and thong.Items that should be considered illegal by most s
Desires I weren’t even sure what to do with if I was being totally honest with myself.But while these attractions, my attractions, for these Greek like Gods grew, the more I knew that I wanted them and only them. But… that also didn’t mean I wasn’t going to be a brat to them every once and a while and give them total hell. Nope. Because let’s face the facts that were clear as day, I wasn’t someone who took complete obedience well and if you didn’t want to believe me then all you had to do was ask my parents and they would willingly agree to it as well.Obedience was not something I was very fond of doing and while it naturally came with ease for some people, it wasn’t exactly the case with me. Nor did I think it ever would, for there would always be a small part of me that would always disobey them when I could, so it was only a matter of when and where and how I went about doing it before it completely pissed them off.Smirking to myself, I move to put down the pen just as one of th
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