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“I’ve told you how I hate my blood being drawn, didn’t I?” Jory asks amusingly as he drives us to the hospital for his blood sample. We want to have proof that he is the twin’s father, so there is no more of this bullshit marriage contract. It’s sad that Jory’s parents are even like this. I mean, who enters their children into marriage contracts? I don’t care how rich you are. “No, you never told me this. How can you hate your blood being drawn, and yet you have so many tattoos?” I chuckle and peer over at him. Shrugging, “I don’t know. I guess it’s because something is actually being taken out of my body; I’m just weird like that.” He snickers. A thought comes to mind, and I grin, “I draw something else out of your body, and you don’t seem to mind.” His head whips to the side to stare at me just before he bursts out in laughter, “I don’t think there is a comparison there, sweetness. Cum is supposed to come out, but blood is supposed to continue pumping through you
JORY Her skin is so soft as I run my fingers from her neck to her ass as she lays on her stomach. We've just finished another round, and I'm giving her a little reprieve before taking her again. I can't get enough of this woman. Every moment spent here with her is another minute of my life I will always cherish. I never thought that I would find this happiness. Her giggle lightens my heart, "What are you doing?" "Just touching what is mine. Do you have a problem with that, sweetness?" I give a little pinch to her ass cheek. More giggling, "Nope, just asking," she then turns and lays on her back, and my hands automatically go to her stomach where my babies are tucked safely away, "You can touch me all you want." I dip my head and run my lips over her flat tummy. I'm looking forward to seeing her round with my babies. As I press light kisses over her skin, she tangles her hands in my hair and pushes me downward as she spreads her legs. This woman is always surprising
MERRICK I'm just coming out of the home office when Jory shoves me back inside. Knox is still sitting at his desk working on some paperwork for KMJ but looks up when I get pushed back in. Jory seems to be on a mission, which makes me wonder what has happened since I left him and Aria about an hour ago. "Whoa there, buddy. What's got your panties in a bunch?" I ask, grinning. "A fucking pain in my ass, that's what! That pain being Sandra fucking Herman." He scowls. I lose my grin and get serious, "What's going on now? I thought that was done and over with at the party." "Let me guess," Knox chimes in, throwing his pen down and leaning back, "She's not taking no for an answer." "I wish that was all," Jory throws himself in the chair in front of the desk, "The bitch had my blood sample disappear from the lab, so they couldn't do the paternity test." "Wait a minute, back the fuck up," I place my hands on my hips as I stare down at my friend, "How in the hell was
Standing before the full-length mirror in my bedroom, I gaze at myself in the dress Merrick bought me for this private party. I'm not quite sure it's even considered a dress, not when it's entirely sheer, and you can see the very skimpy thongs underneath it, and my breasts are visible. He gave me nipple stickers in the shape of an X to cover the areola on each one. The covering is floor-length like an evening gown, and the sleeves are long, but it covers not a speck of skin beneath it. A shiver runs through me at the thought of others seeing me like this, but Merrick swears I will be overdressed compared to the other submissives. When I agreed to go to this party with him, I had to promise I would wear whatever he picked out for me, and he promised that it would be beautiful. He wasn't wrong; the outfit is gorgeous, and I do feel beautiful in it, but it's the part where people other than my men will see me like this. Knox comes into the room, surprising me when I see that he i
Knox’s hand is on my arm, likely trying to keep me in check. Lucky for Merrick, he yanks himself back immediately and glares at the other woman. “Did you not see that I have my submissive with me, Mia? You are out of line!” The anger rolling off Merrick brings me joy, and I relax and watch how this plays out. The woman is very pretty, but she’s the type that knows it and flaunts it. She’s dressed in nothing but a pair of see-through panties with her perky boobs brushed with glitter. She turns and glances at me and then has the audacity to shrug and turn back to Merrick. “You have dominated me with other women, Master Merrick. It’s no different with her.” “Mia!” Master Thorne says her name through clenched teeth, “Find another Master for tonight. Master Merrick already stated that he is unavailable, and if you insist on bothering him, I will punish you myself!” The woman gives me a dirty look before walking away, and Merrick turns to me, “I am so sorry, Baby Doll.”
MERRICK I wasn't expecting Mia to be at this event, or any subs without a permanent Dom, so I was surprised as hell when Mia accosted me the way she did. I'm infuriated that she would misbehave after all my time training her. Mia was one of those women who wanted to learn how to submit properly because she was looking for a long-term Dom. She hoped I would be that Dom, so breaking the news that I was not looking for a permanent submissive didn't go over well. Now I'm here with Aria, and I'm sure it doesn't sit well with Mia. I don't really give a shit, but I do worry about my Baby Doll. The last thing she needs is this jealous ex-sub of mine causing problems. Apologizing to my girl isn't enough, even though Aria is more understanding than I thought she would be. Finding a way to make it up to her is at the top of my list tonight. So, when she brings up the topic of experimenting and then asks me if she should undress, not only is it my undoing because I've been a walking ha
KNOX I'm unsure if bringing Aria to this party was the best idea. I mean, she seems to be liking it, and I'm happy that she's coming into herself more, but will this change us? I love our dynamic as it is and don't want it to change, but I'm not so worried about that. It's that I'm not a big fan of others seeing what is ours, but if Jory and Merrick can do it, so can I. I just have to remember that she's ours, and nobody else will ever have her. Right now, I need to clear my head of all these doubts and concentrate on the woman before me. She smells intoxicating as I nibble on her neck while Jory kisses her. We have her sandwiched between us, just how we all like it, and all I want to do is lift the back of her dress up and slip inside of her. "Mm, I need more...." she whimpers as soon as Jory pulls back. "What is it you need, baby?" I ask in her ear before biting her earlobe. "You, Master Jory, Sir...all of you...oh!" She pants, and when I glance down, I see that J
Being involved in this lifestyle has taught me many things. I've opened myself up to learning new experiences that I love, but there are those I never want to try. Fire and knife play are definitely two kinks I'm okay with watching but never participating in; kudos to those with the guts to play with it. Although I say I will never participate in the knife and fire play, I never thought I would be kneeling here, naked, in front of a room full of people as they watch Master Thorne wrap me in his Shibari rope neither. Even though my heart pounds at seeing the crowd looking at me without any clothes on, it's the thought of what my guys will be doing to me in front of the room of guests that has my blood pumping over time. The way I'm bound has my arms behind my back, so my chest is brought forward with the rope circling each breast. Master Thorne already has my one leg, so it is straight out, and he is now working the silk rope on my other one, which is bent at the knee, and the l