Yes Sir Artinya Novels & Stories

Maarteng reklamo nito while pointing at the flashlight before us. "Well, unfortunately, 'yan lang talaga meron tayo rito, 'Sir'. Hindi naman kasi ito hotel 'Sir' kaya sana naman, makuntento ka nalang muna diyan." I answered acidly, making sure to emphasize the 'Sir' part which caused his face to darken in an instant.

I protested. "Slave? Seeing a word by its abbreviation." He quirked a brow. "Your thick head has some knowledge in it." This time he inched more while the corner of his perfect lips shifted to a smirk. Move back, Mister. "Yes, I do see a word by its meaning," I said, trying not to fall into his gaze. (S.I.R = Slave - I - Remain) He got closer and closer and stooped near my ear while keeping his hands on the table either side of me, where I could feel his lips brushed against my earlobe as he spoke in a low deep voice.

< >buono a nulla traditore < > good for nothing betrayer < > Non-l'ho fatto, lo giuro < > I didn't do it, I swear. < > Signore < > Sir < >Signorina < > Ms (Miss) < >Signore e Signora < > Mr. and Mrs

Instead, my cock twitched with interest. "Okay," I agreed. "Yes, sir." "If anything becomes too much, if you want to stop, you say red. That's your safe word. Say red and everything stops immediately. Understand?" "Yes, sir. Red means stop." "And if you're enjoying something, if you want more, you say green. Can you do that for me?" "Yes, sir." "Good boy," he praised again, and the words made warmth bloom in my chest. "Now close your eyes."