129- Best Night Ever – Part 2

Isabella

When approaching the dining room doors do the guards who were present each move to eye me slowly. Both moving to look away while one of them moves to adjust himself secretly. A small smile as well as a blush now rising as it does. Bingo.

Opening the door, do I move to step inside. Lucus being the first to notice me as his eyes move to bug out. His mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water. Grant quick to notice along with Tony and Alex as each move to follow Lucus’s gaze. Each of them wearing similar expressions as they silently gawk at me.

Ignoring their reactions, at least for now, do I move to walk towards my chair that was sitting next to Lucus. Lucus quick to recover as he moves to clear his throat before helping me with my chair. Making sure to thank him as I do. Except the moment he moves to sit back down do my eyes move to see his extremely huge bulge, a blush rising along my cheeks as my core begins to tingle. Lucus quick to fix himself before sitting, scooting himself closer to the table.

Quick to look towards the others do I move to see each of them still gawking at me. My teeth now biting my bottom lip, unsure of what to do only for Alex to growl. Suddenly realizing I was doing something that I shouldn’t have and move to let go. My focus now on my lap as I move to speak up.

“Too much?”

“Not at all sweetheart. Your just… stunning. Beautiful. Breathtaking” answers Grant. My face heating up once again by his confession. Not used to people complimenting me in such a way. Now muttering a quick thank you so as not to sound rude.

Soon after does food begin to arrive which breaks the awkward yet pleasant silence. My taste buds enjoying all of the delicious food while Lucus and his brothers move to make small talk. Their talk mostly about business in which I opted to ignore as I focused on my food.

An hour later and with dinner finished was dessert finally served. The maids and butlers soon making themselves scarce as my nerves began to rise. The need to speak now finally winning.

“Kyrios (Master)”

“Yes… Agapi Mou (My Love)”

Swallowing my pride and my invisible knot do I move to lock eyes with Lucus once more. My heart racing wildly within my chest as butterflies began to dance within me. Lucus sitting smugly within his chair as he continued to watch me.

It’s now or never Isabella. Go big or go home. Moving to stand, I opt for kneeling in front of him. Careful of my dress as I kneel into my submissive pose. Grant and the others all watching with amused looks as I move to continue.

“I’m ready… Kyrios (Master)”

“Ready? Ready for what? Be more specific little slave” barks Lucus, his tone firm yet playful. Knowing that if I were to look up that Lucus would be smiling from ear to ear.

Inhaling deeply do I move to say the words that I’ve been dying to say to them for a while now, “I’m ready. Ready to give myself to all of you.”

Listening to the sound of sharp intakes of air and even a growl, does Lucus move to carefully lift up my chin. Our eyes now locking with one another as he moves to search my gaze. The need to know if I was certain rising.

“Are you sure about this? Because once we do this, there’s no going back. You’ll officially be ours.”

“I’m sure. Please Kyrios (Master)”

“Hmm… very well then… since this is your first time, we shall go slowly. Pick who it is that you want to share this experience with and let us do all the work.”

Shaking my head do I refuse to pick only one. Knowing that I needed to be vocal with my words do I move to clarify further. “No Kyrios (Master). Not one. But all of you together.”

Idiot! Screams my brain. He was giving you an out, now your doomed. A part of me knowing that I was being completely stupid yet couldn’t bring myself to pick only one. My body on literal fire and what I needed right now was them, all of them. I could worry about the regret later. Tonight I wanted my men.

“Go then. Go to the Master playroom and wait for us to arrive.”

Quick to stand do I instantly rush from the room. My head still low as I practically run for the elevator. My guards close behind me as they continue to watch on in silence. My ride within the elevator short as I move to rush for my familiar spot upon the floor. My hands making quick work of removing my dress except the lace thong, my bratty behavior now rising, do I move to take my position upon the pillow. My now naked body now facing the door of the room.

My knees ready to give out as the sound of the door finally reaches my ears along with several sets of footsteps as they enter the room. A sharp gasp rising when they notice my surprise gift. Me. Still kneeling while wearing my lace thong.

The sound of shuffling now reaching my ears which meant they were discarding their clothes before slowly approaching. Already knowing Lucus like the back of my hand, having removed everything from his body except his pants. Exposing his well defined chest and beautiful tattoos. Lucus now moving to stand before me as he moves to speak up.

“Your being very naughty tonight.”

“Yes… Kyrios (Master)”

“Tsk tsk. You know our rules. Strip and submit. Yet you still chose to break them.”

“Yes… Kyrios (Master)”

Hearing a few dry chuckles does Lucus move to pet me. His hand now stroking my head as he moves to speak again. “Very well then. To the bench. NOW.”

Filled with a need to please, do I move to stand up. Quick to catch myself slightly from kneeling way to long do I move to approach the bench. Our spanking bench if you like. The very same bench that Tony soon joins me at as he moves to place a black silk blindfold over my eyes before kissing my neck. The feeling of hands soon joining my body as someone moves to guide my legs into their proper pose. Another pair soon grabbing my wrists. The hold gentle yet firm as I now find myself bent over the bench with ass in the air.

“Safe word?”

“Red”

“Good girl”

Shivering at being called a good girl do I suddenly feel the touch of something light against my back. My whole body now warm and tingly. Familiar hands now resting along my hips as the familiar dominating presence began to close in along my back.

The process repeating. Strong hands always touching. Always caressing. My body now lost to the feeling of those hands until something cold and sharp touches my skin. My senses now live as more sharp points begin to greet me as well.

All four of my dominating men now surrounding me. Unable to move nor resist even if I had wanted to. The points still caressing my body. Like a paintbrush. The points pressing harder, stronger. A stinging sensation now guiding me as they continued. The caress never hard nor painful, always light and firm.

Suddenly, I hear it. The sound of ripping as my once favorite new panties now fall towards the floor of the room. No longer whole.

“HEY!” I pout. “Those were my favorite new pair.”

SMACK! A hand now hitting my ass for arguing back.

“Maybe you should have removed them then if you didn’t want them ripped” teases Alex. A grumble now leaving my lips as another hand moves to smack my bare skin.

Another strong hand now back to caressing my back. The hand slowly trailing down and along my ass before two fingers move to touch my soaking wet folds. My body jumping at the light touch.

“Gods… look at this. We’ve barely touched her, and she’s already soaked. Our pretty little slut. So ready for her Masters.” Purrs Lucus in approval.

Nodding in agreement does Lucus continue to tease my wet pussy lips. My body feeling like it’s floating on air. Only to be brought back to reality by another harsh smack to my ass. “WORDS!”

“Yes… Kyrios (Master)” I pant. “I’m your pretty little slut. Your horny slut.”

Humming in satisfaction does Lucus move to pull away. A whimper rising as he does. Grant soon moving to smack my ass yet again before speaking. “Patience.”

Patience my ass. I hated being patient.

Yet like always, their touches went everywhere along my body except where I wanted them to be. Always teasing to the point of frustration. A harsh slap soon following. Each caress, each smack left my body craving more until the crack of a nine tail whip then hits me along my sensitive ass and thigh. The force enough to sting but never to hurt.

A moan rising as a paddle soon joins the fun as the paddle moves to hit my soaking wet core. Hands still caressing my body followed by more smacking. My breathing now labored by all the different sensations now coursing through my body as I drown in total want and need.

The process on repeat as they continued to do it. My body now shaking until my body felt sore and sensitive to every touch, hit and caress. My body waiting for that release.