91- Sealing the Deal – Part 1

Isabella 

It’s now been a couple of days since my fun little punishment with Alex took place that day at the gym and while I kind of miss it, I was secretively glad that everything else seemed to go on as normal, or as normal as things got around here. 

Currently sitting on a posh dark leather sofa that could possibly be more exquisite than anything else that I could have come to know and see was secretly sitting within a room that I’ve now come to call as the “Bat Cave” from all its dark rich tones and lavish styles that just screamed money, wealth and power. Kinda like Bruce Wayne from the Batman. 

The room currently decorated in rich dark browns and glass. The room oblivious to pictures or anything else that would even be considered homey as my eyes eventually land on the built-in fireplace that was staged strategically against the wall of the room. 

My mind instantly thinking of warm, cozy nights with lots of cuddling all while sitting directly in front of the fireplace, especially on colder nights when the months became colder and darker out. My mind wondering if my men would even be open to joining me by a cozy fire or if they would just brush it aside like typical men did. 

Sighing, I move to return my attention back to the task at hand. Another reason for me being there wasn’t because the guys wanted to spend quality time with me. No. It was because they wanted me to go over some paperwork which leaves me to where I currently am now. 

My eyes slowly scanning over two perfectly prepared documents that had been carefully placed down in front of me as I currently sat there hesitating. A fancy looking ballpoint pen now resting between my fingers as I now sit Indian style with the growing urge to chew on the top part of the pen. 

Stop it Isabella, don’t be so nervous. 

Shifting slightly, I can almost feel how sore I’ve become from just sitting there. My mind thinking back to the last few days. Lucus always insisting on inspecting all parts of my body after every training session with the guys or my personal training with Alex. 

And while Alex on the other hand, always made sure not to leave too many red marks along my otherwise flawless skin. A piece of me wondered if Lucus was using that as an excuse to apply cooling gel to each of my ass cheeks, something that I refused to call him out on as he seemed to like touching my ass. 

Refusing to chuckle, I move to thinking about the other night. Grant having practically carried me off to his room last night. His eyes secretly telling me that he was jealous at all the interactions that Lucus and Alex were giving me. Yet knew he would refuse to admit them to anyone, least of all himself without showing signs of jealousy. 

Smiling, I carefully remember everything else we did that night to. Both of us casually staying up late into the evening as we just sat there and talked about all the little things that made us who we were today. Things that might not have mattered to most but mattered to us. Even as Grant gently moved to pull me up between his legs and allowing me to use him as a pillow as we moved to watch movies or games upon his phone. The events of the day slowly draining until I eventually fell asleep within his warm embrace. 

Smiling again, I return to the task at hand. Having been woken up to breakfast in bed, Grant moved to offer me comfortable things for me to wear for today's event. Knowing I would need them for what they had planned for me to do. A smile slowly gracing my lips as I carefully ate my food before dressing only to be whisked away to the bat cave and to where Lucus, Alex and Tony were currently waiting for us along with these two documents that Lucus had waiting for me. 

“Um... What are these?” I ask, unsure what it was that I was supposed to be looking at. 

“These my dear sweet Isabella are your official contracts for you to read and sign. The one sitting to your right is your official document that allows you to become our submissive and wife and we your husbands and dominants. As this contract will be binding, which means that everything that is listed within it is all part of our domestic partnership as well as the submissive roles within each of our BDSM lives. It also gives you an insight to the rules you will be given to follow and abide by as well as the consequences for your actions if you don’t. It even moves to mention all the different kind of rewards you could earn for being our good little girl. We even go as far as to explain responsibilities and roles that we give while being in this marriage” explains Lucus with a soft yet knowing smile. 

“Okay, and what about the one on the left of me?” I ask again, now curious as to what that one could be. 

“The one to the left of you is more like a checklist. That one specifically asks for you to fill out according to your sexual needs and desires. As it is our job as your Dominants to know exactly how you wish to be treated and to better serve your needs as well as know your limits and interests” explains Alex this time, his eyes shining with love and curiosity. 

Humming softly, having listened to them explain to me carefully at what it was I was reading do I move to re-read it over carefully myself. Being told that if I had any further questions regarding the contract or checklist that they would be more than happy to explain it in further detail and that if I didn’t exactly agree to something that was listed, we could discuss it in further detail and try to find a compromise that we would both be happy with. 

Submissive roles on the other hand were NOT negotiable. Lucus having already made it quite clear that those roles were to be followed to a tee as it was their duty as my dominant to help guide me and correct all the things that I might do as a submissive. Other than those rules, everything else was up for discussion should I have one. The guys quietly staying within the room but giving me the space needed to read through each page of the document. Each of them either on their phones or working on their computers. 

Meanwhile, here I was, currently sitting upon the posh leather sofa still trying to read and focus on each of these stupid contracts as my emotions began to run wild deep within me. 

The contracts, although technical, made me feel nauseous that I couldn’t help but notice that upon reading each of the sections that there were separate boxes for me to sign as well. Lucus, Grant, Tony and Alex having already signed each of their required areas which meant it only left me to do the same which would then legally bind us together by law. 

Hoping that I wasn’t going to regret doing this later in life, I move to sign my life away to them one page at a time. My hand quick to sign each page until finally I come across the NDA page otherwise known as The Non-Disclosure Page. 

And given the fact that I would now be considered a high ranking member within Lucus’s family as well as the Mafia, that there would be certain privileges in knowing certain things that other people normally wouldn’t know without consent, both in the legal and non-legal side of things which meant I had to abide by the laws given to me as well as the rules of those businesses as well. 

Not that it mattered to me anyways as my father was Matteo Moretti, a proud businessman by day and a small time Mafia leader by night which meant I already knew the ins and outs of the Mafia World and knew that mum was the word unless you wanted to be shot. Never to be seen again.