Todos los capítulos de Dirty Forbidden Confessions: Capítulo 201 - Capítulo 209

The party changes everything.It's a gathering of lifestyle people, held in a sprawling mansion outside the city. Owners and their pets, dominants and their submissives, masters and their slaves. A place where our dynamic isn't unusual or hidden but openly celebrated.I wear nothing but my collar, my leash, and elaborate body paint that turns my skin into a canvas of swirling gold patterns.An artist spent two hours painting me while Weston watched, transforming me into a living work of art. He holds my leash loosely as we enter the grand foyer, letting me walk on two legs but staying close by his side."There will be demonstrations tonight." His voice is low, meant only for me. "Scenes. Shows. Exhibitions of training and obedience. I've signed us up for one of the featured performances."My pussy clenches at his words. "What kind of scene, Master?""You'll see when we get there." He smiles, enigmatic and confident. "Do you trust me completely?""With everything I am.""Then follow me

The first night, they argue about who goes first.We're in the penthouse they'll be sharing for the duration of the marriage, all four of us standing in the living room with too much space and too much tension between us.The wedding is three days away, but Pierce insisted we start acclimating to each other immediately."I'm the eldest," Pierce argues. "Traditionally, I would have first rights.""This isn't the Middle Ages." Knox crosses his arms. "And there's nothing traditional about this situation.""Let her choose." Warren's quiet suggestion cuts through their bickering. "She's the one who has to sleep with us. She should decide the order."They all turn to look at me, waiting. I consider my options carefully.Pierce is controlled, powerful, probably dominant in bed. Knox is passionate, competitive, likely to try to outdo his brothers. Warren is the wild card, the artistic one whose desires I can't predict."All three of you," I say. "Tonight. Together."The silence is deafening.

The invitation arrived in a black envelope with gold lettering, no return address."The Velour Society requests your presence at our monthly gathering. Formal attire required. Bring this card for entry. Tell no one."Elias had been trying to get us invited for months, calling in favors from business contacts who moved in certain circles. I'd agreed to try it once, just once, to see what all the fuss was about. Now, standing in front of the mirror in a backless gown that cost more than our first car, I wasn't sure I was ready for what tonight would bring."You look incredible." Elias appeared behind me, adjusting his bow tie. He was handsome in his tuxedo, the gray at his temples making him look distinguished rather than old. After eight years of marriage, I still found him attractive. That wasn't the problem.The problem was that I also found other people attractive. And so did he. And we'd finally decided to do something about it."Are you sure about this?" I asked, meeting his eyes

She laid me down on the white sheets like I was something precious, something to be savored."First," Claudette said, positioning herself over me, "we learn what makes you tremble."She kissed my neck, my collarbone, the swell of my breasts above my bra. Each kiss was purposeful, mapping my responses, cataloging which spots made me gasp and which made me moan.When she unclasped my bra and took my nipple in her mouth, I arched off the bed with a cry."There," she murmured against my skin. "That is the sound I wanted."She lavished attention on my breasts, alternating between them, using her tongue and her teeth until I was writhing under her.I'd never felt this sensitive before, never felt so completely focused on by another person. Elias was an attentive lover, but this was different.Claudette touched me like she knew my body better than I did."May I?" she asked, her fingers playing with the waistband of my underwear, teasing the sensitive skin just above where I needed her most.