100- The Master of Pleasure – Part 1
Isabella
Four Days Later
After my little sexcapade with both Alex and Lucus within the master playroom, I couldn’t seem to stop myself from wanting nor craving more. My body almost demanding it when it shouldn’t be.
Currently sitting with Tony over in the library I find myself wearing nothing but a skimpy piece of lingerie yet again. The piece in the color baby pink. Grants current choice in clothing as I attempted to hide beneath a blanket at least.
My eyes now glued to a novel that I had been recently reading. A book by Deborah Garland. Her Irish Mob Family drawing me into a world that was so similar to that of my own but completely different from what I knew.
Having been told that I could have a few days to myself without training I decided to take that time and spend it with Tony. Both of us now within the library as it had been raining outside lately, wind brutally whipping against the house as it does.
Tony using our free time together to pamper me. Both of us sipping on warm apple cider and just talking about small things in general. Tiny things that would randomly appear within our heads while I used my time sparingly to help him as well.
Each of us bouncing ideas for one of his latest projects. With a sketch pad in hand, Tony uses the afternoon to draw up sketches while I sat off towards the side of the room, my body covered by a blanket as I just read books upon my tablet.
Fully immersed within my books, Deal with the Devil. My book about an Irish Enforcer who ends up falling for a Bratva Princess. A Bratva Princess who was also a ballerina and an illegitimate child of the Russian Mob Leader.
Too focused on my book that I don’t bother to register a ping sound. A sound that was coming from Tony’s phone until he moves to clear his throat. “Isabella, darling. Lucus, our fearless leader has summoned you to the master playroom.”
Whining at being summoned by Lucus, I attempt to give Tony my best set of puppy dog eyes. Currently comfortable within my little cocoon that I didn’t want to move. Too scared to even try. Unsure of how to handle being alone with Lucus by myself. My once brooding fiancé now a giant size teddy bear in his own way.
“No whining. He wants you in there. NOW” comes Tony’s authoritative voice leaving no room for discussion as he gently points towards the door with a firm finger. My body tingling at the thought of my private lesson with Lucus.
Stomping my feet, I move to head for where Lucus was. A piece of me taking my sweet nature time when approaching the room. Lucus already there waiting for me to arrive. His arms crossed along his chest and his lips set firmly against his mouth. His eyes telling me that he was clearly annoyed and not in the mood for games.
Moving to approach Lucus, I slowly debate on weather or not I want to go thru with this. His hand casually caressing my cheek as I do. Opening the door, we move to walk inside. Lucus closing the door behind us as we do. With shaky breath does Lucus move to approach me. His arms now moving to wrap themselves around my body. His lips kissing me softly upon the lips as my body moves to lean against his.
But like all good things, my time with Lucus is short lived as he moves to pull away from me. His hand gently taking mine as he moves to lead me towards my special pillow. The words I’ve forced to memory now ringing along my ears as he moves to sit within his chair. His throne. Eyes locked with mine as he does.
“Strip and Submit, Now.”
Feeling a bit defiant, I move to shake my head no, wanting to see what he would do to me when I don’t.
Raising a brow, Lucus continues to stare down at me from within his chair. His lips pursed in anger as if his patience was running thin. “I said… Strip and Submit, Slave.” Enunciating every word, he said, does it take every ounce within me not to collapse. His dominance forcing my knees to buckle as he does.
Spotting me now in distress does Lucus move to approach me quickly. His big firm hands moving to cup my face gently as he does. “Hey, Hey. Easy there sweet girl. Deep breaths. I didn’t mean to scare you” coos Lucus as he continues to stay gentle with me.
“But I promise, today won’t be about pain, at least not intentionally if I can help it.”
Keeping his tone light and playful does Lucus move to wink at me. His posture straightening as he moves to school his emotions once more. My body slowly relaxing by his words as he does.
“Now then. Do I need to repeat myself? Because if I have too, than I shall be the one to strip you bare. Then I’ll give you 50 rough spankings with the black riding crop.”
Shivering at the thought of Lucus and the riding crop, I knew each of them favored that toy in general. Grant, Lucus and Alex more so then Tony but Tony didn’t hesitate to use it if he had too. The toy being applied almost daily because of my “defiant” behavior.
Quick to please, I move to strip my lingerie. Lucus taking his position upon his throne as I did. My hands carefully placing my lingerie off towards the side of the room. Knowing that I would need it later. Once bare, I move over towards my pillow and kneel. My body submitting like ordered.
“Mmm. Good girl. Very Good girl” purrs Lucus, satisfied by my obedience as he moves to circle me slowly. Bare feet greeting me as he does. Having removed his shoes as he waited for me to kneel upon my pillow.
Pausing in front of me, I don’t dare look up. Having learned that lesson firsthand, I fight the urge to do it. That temptation to lift my head and look. A part of me knowing that Lucus was most likely shirtless too. As they were almost always shirtless while in character with me.
Chewing on my bottom lip, I force myself to wait patiently. Waiting for Lucus. My pulse racing at what he could have planned for us today since it was just the two of us and nobody else.
“Now. Today is all about endurance sweetheart. Yet, at any point should you feel the need to say it, you can always use your safe word, got it?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Good. And do you remember what your safe word is?”
“Red”
Grunting at my word does he move to grab my hair harshly. His strong hand tugging my head back freely until our eyes lock with one another. Lucus’s eyes now holding venom within them as I quickly realize my first mistake.
“Care to try that again sweet girl?”
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