Alexander’s P.O.V.Next day,As we sit at the breakfast table in the garden, she turns to me with a curious look and asks, “Alexander, tell me something about yourself that I don’t know.”“You know everything about me, love.” I respond, feeding her a bite of sandwich and pecking her cheeks.After eating the bite, she utters, “There must be something.”As she looks at me with curiosity, I ponder what she might not know about me, staring straight.“Yes, there is something which you don’t know.” As I state, she grins at me.“Tell me, tell me.” She asks, desperation visible in her eyes.“I used to take my submissive to a BDSM club.” As I tell her, her brows furrow in confusion.“What are these clubs? And why didn’t you take me there?” I chuckle at her question. “Why are you laughing?” She pouts at me.“In a BDSM club, the private playroom activities that we engage in are openly conducted in public sessions, my innocent baby.” As I explain to her, she gives me a nod, thinking about it.“Di
Alice’s P.O.V.As we step out of the car, he snakes his arm around my waist.“Everyone should know that you’re my girl.” He whispers, pulling me closer to himself, and I just pass him a smile in response.My heart is pounding with excitement because I’ll attend a BDSM party for the first time.“My college friend Michael is hosting this party.” He informs me as we step inside.“Do all your friends are into BDSM relationship?” I inquire, my gaze fixed on him.“Almost all of them.” He replies.A guy approaches us and greets him, “Long time no see, Alexander.”We turn our attention to him. He’s dressed in a sharp black blazer, looking good, but not as attractive as my man. Alexander is the most handsome man here.“Yeah, it’s been a while,” Alexander responds to him with a smile.The man’s gaze lands on me, and Alexander’s grip around my waist tightens, and he pulls me closer, making it clear I belong to him and no one else.I adore his possessiveness and protective nature.“Alice, meet Mi
“I’m stepping away from this game because she’s not my slave; she’s my queen. I can’t expose my queen’s body to anyone.” Alexander declares to everyone while holding my hand, which rests on my lap.He caresses my thumb and gazes at me with immense love in his eyes, making my anxiety fade away in a few seconds. I gaze at him with affection in my eyes.My man!Every time he proclaims me as his queen in front of others, I feel butterflies dancing in my stomach, brimming with happiness. My smile never fades, and my eyes remain fixed on him.I notice jealousy in the eyes of many girls around us, burning with envy after witnessing his love for me. I hope they find their true love in the future.“Alright, then let’s play something else if you’re not interested, Alexander.” Michael’s words interrupt my thoughts. “We could play another game where everyone shares what they like most about their submissive in bed and what they enjoy doing together.” He suggests another game as everyone looks at
I exchange a cautious glance with Alexander, unsure of how I feel about witnessing such an intimate moment between Michael and Luna.Alexander senses my hesitation and gives a gentle squeeze to my hand. “Baby, if you don’t want to watch, we can leave.”I shake my head and reply with honesty, “No, Alexander, I’m okay. I want to learn more about the BDSM lifestyle.”“Alright, I just don’t want you to see anything that makes you uncomfortable.” He speaks, his eyes filled with concern for me.His love is sheer bliss for me“I’m comfortable, Alexander. Don’t worry.” I reassure him with a smile.Michael’s voice breaks our conversation, drawing our attention.“Who wants to join me in punishing my pet?” As he asks, I notice Luna. He bound her to a table while we were engrossed in our conversation.Her ankles and wrists are restrained together with a spreader bar, and her thighs are secured to the table legs. She lies fully exposed and can’t even move a muscle in that uncomfortable position.A
As we dine in the dining area, I glance at Luna, who sits beside Micheal across us. She remains bound to her chair, a vibrator placed between her legs at the lowest speed, not allowing her to climax. This is extreme!Suddenly, Michael breaks the silence with a direct question aimed at me, “So, Alice, do you like my party?” His unexpected inquiry halts my eating, and all eyes in the room turn to me, awaiting my response.Feeling nervous, I hesitate to answer. However, sensing my anxiety, Alexander answers on my behalf, holding my hand under the table on my thighs. “She likes it, but she’s upset about one thing only.”He’s the best thing that ever happened in my life.Michael asks with curiosity, “And why is she upset?”I hope Alexander doesn’t reveal the reason behind my sadness, but he squeezes my hand softly and gives me a reassuring look.“That you didn’t let Luna climax after completing her punishment. She’s sad for her.” Alexander discloses, and I look down in shyness.“Oh, so she
Alexander’s P.O.V.The next morning,I wake up, and a frown forms on my face as I realise Alice isn’t beside me in bed. No matter how many times I explain to her not to leave me alone in bed, she doesn’t heed my words.My eyes open, and my anger dissipates as I spot her standing in front of the canvas, wearing only my shirt, engrossed in the painting.The sunlight streaming through the windows enhances her already radiant and beautiful face. I’m so entranced by her beauty that I lose track of time and can’t tear my eyes away from her.She seems entirely focused on her painting and doesn’t notice that I’m awake and watching her. I rise from the bed and approach her before standing behind her and leaning in close.“Good morning, sunshine.” I murmur in her ear, gently brushing her hair aside before planting a soft kiss on her neck.The touch of my hands and lips on her soft skin causes her to tighten her grip on the brush she’s using to paint.I kiss every inch of her neck, driving her c
Alice’s P.O.V.After a month,Time flies away with Alexander. It’s been a month since I visited to BDSM dinner party with him. In this month, Alexander showers with me his love and dominance.He fulfilled my dream of opening a house for needy people, a dream I never thought would come true. I’m so fortunate to have him in my life. Every day, I see lives being transformed at the shelter for those in need, and it brings me so much fulfilment.He suggested I should sell my paintings, which are a window into my soul. However, I denied it because I want to keep my paintings for the pure joy they bring me, not for profit. Alexander understood and supported my decision, and that only makes me love him more.As he sleeps, wrapping me in his warm arms, I feel grateful for the love and happiness he brings into my life. I know I am lucky to have found someone who loves me for who I am, and who also shares my deepest desires and fantasies.He always surprises me with new ways to pleasure me, and I
Alexander’s P.O.V.My brows furrow in confusion as a text from Dad’s number appears on my phone. He hasn’t messaged me since I severed ties with him.Dad: Hello, my son. I have a surprise for you.I wonder what’s going on in his mind.Me: I don’t want to talk to you.I receive a video from him, and I immediately open it. As I watch the video, shock courses through me, causing me to rise from my chair.Aunt Rose is bound to a chair. Has he kidnapped her? And if so, why?I waste no time and dial his number, my heart pounding with fear and anger.“Hello, my-““What the fuck is this, Dad?” I yell, interrupting his words.“Calm down, son.” He responds coolly.“Just shut the fuck up and tell me, why did you kidnap her?” I demand, clenching my fists, seething with anger.“Because I want my both sons back. I want them to live happily like before.” He replies with a hint of desperation in his voice.“That’s never going to happen.” I retort in a firm tone.“Then your beloved Alice will never ge