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"I was thinking what it would be like for you to have sex without the kinks." He arched a dangerous eyebrow at me which made me shiver. "No, don't get me wrong. Sex shouldn't be kinky all the time. No kinks, spankings, pain, just pleasure." I added. "Kinks is my choice. It's stated in the contract you agree to whatever sexual act I bring to the table. It's too late to back down." He drove into a White Mansion through the giant gates and killed the engine. Just like the other time he gets down quickly and opened the car door as I stepped foot to the ground.

I asked grinning at him. "I'm thirty-two and you're twenty-one. I think we're both more than legal to have any kinks in the bedroom. The daddy kink is me like being in control, that's why I would sound a bit bossy sometimes ordering you around, telling you how to do things. Like right now...you asking me about this, is actually turning me on." He squeezed my hand in his, making me bite my lip. Damn...wrong question woman! "Why would you raise this issue in the mornings, you should've asked me again later on tonight. But someday we'll try it baby, but for now, I'm good with where we are..." he took my hand and kissed it.

It’ll be different, she’ll be okay because she will be with us, her mate. He wasn’t going to let this go, it wasn’t a huge secret in the pack that I was a Dom, I owned a play club for the sole purpose of having safe places for Dom/Dommes and their Subs to enjoy time together and meeting others who share their kinks. We have a saying that you don’t “yuck” someone else’s “yum”, it has made my play club one of the most highly sought-after venues for those in the kink community. “Are you coming or are you just going to stand there talking to your wolf?” I hear Siobhan’s voice ahead of me.

They left after some hourse to wash up themselves,they did their pedicure and manicure. "I look muah" Kinky said and pecked Naoh who took pictures of them. They both tie the towel round their waist, Kinky's hair was style into another shape so was Noah too. "You're so pretty" one of the workers said to Kinky. "Thanks Hun,like my pretty lady she has pretty face and sexy shape right daddy?" She asked Naoh and he nodded positively. "Your mummy is the most beautiful pretty lady"He said and Kinky blushed.

He believed that kink was sinful, and wouldn’t even be a little rough with me after I told him that’s what I wanted. I could go on and on, about how he expected regular oral sex but outright refused to perform it on me because it was beneath him, and how he never made any effort to delay his orgasms for my benefit. Our intimacy felt like a race to see who would cum first, and he almost always won.

And that is how locker s*x turned into angry s*x. “Ah Kyler ! Fuck !!” I spoke through gritted teeth when Kyler suddenly pinched and twisted my n*pples pleasurably hard and went King Kong with his Big Gong inside my tight chute. I did not know which was more arousing- his dirty talk or watching his thick pink sausage thrust in an out of my squelching hole in front of the locker room’s long mirror. Grrrrr. Oh shit ! I just realized that I was into and had a major kink for it, coz it did not take long before I was disobeying my furious mate and creaming all over his joystick just because of it.

Through the texts in the camgirl site, we'd spoken at length about what we each wanted, including kinks. Aside form a slight hijinks of Mr Renault coming to our table—i’d had to stay silent and try to not bury myself in embarrassment at his questioning look between me and Dmitr— it wasn't too hard for the conversation to run smoothly given how he'd been watching and we'd been speaking to each other. Our longstanding interactions meant we had learned each other’s kinks from light dom-sub dynamics, power bottom, sexting, voyeurism, exhibitionism and my own praise and derogatory kink.

“I don’t believe that. So you suddenly woke up one day with a high libido and an urge to have dominant sex and a god complex too?” He lets out a surprised laugh, then winces because it hurts his stomach. “Andrea…” “What? I'm genuinely asking.” I keep my expression innocent. “It's a legitimate question.” He's quiet for a second and then he actually laughs, short and low and real, and it does something embarrassing to my chest. “No,” he says, composing himself. “That's a kink I developed. Based on experience.” “Experience,” I repeat. “Yes.” “Whose experience?”

“Many high-profile clients come here—alphas, business leaders, lawyers. Kinks are nothing to be ashamed of, but the outside world doesn't always see it that way. You're young; you don't want to jeopardize your future. This document ensures that nothing discussed or done here ever leaves this club.” He gently covers my hand with his own, sincerity shining in his eyes. “Charlie, I was your age when I discovered my kink. I went through unsafe situations figuring it out. You trusting me as your dom is something I take seriously. Even without this NDA, I'd protect your privacy completely.” His reassurance eases my tension. I offer him a genuine smile. “Thank you, sir.” He kisses the back of my ha

Knox smirks as the server studies us before placing our plates before us and hurrying away, "I think she knew." I gasp, "No!!" He nods, "Yes, did you not see her expression? The poor woman couldn't get out of here fast enough." I giggle, not really embarrassed, but feeling a bit bad if we made her uncomfortable. I'm now comfortable in my sexuality; just another perk to being in a relationship with three men. I just have to remember that not everyone is into kink like we are, and we should probably be a bit more respectful. "Okay, husband," I smirk at his grinning face, "Out with it. Now that I've come by your hand, we have our food, and we have scared the poor server; what is it that you wou