MY Possessive Mafia Men

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"Are you sure you want to be our submissive?" Marshall asked and | could hear the hope in his voice. | nodded

resolutely.

have read in books. | don't know my likes and dislikes, my limits and how to act." | said, but if | am certain of one

thing is that | want this badly. "Don't worry, we will teach you." Riccardo said as if he wasn't a problem, his voice

filled with dark promises and my heart beat just a little faster from his words.

"And when hen exactly do we start?" | asked with a breathless voce | didn't recognize as my own.

"Oh my, is our little submissive impatient? You can't wait to get started, isn't that right, honeybunny?" Riccardo

smirked arrogantly. my panties grew even more damp.

ork

Maybe,

I admitted, somehow embarrassed.

Marshall hand onloosened as his thumb stroke the skin exposed by the slit on my dress.

"Sunshine, there is nothing to be ashamed of." Marshall said and grabbed my hand, guided it to his sizable

tented pants.

"Can you feel this? This is what you do to me, what you do to all of us. We love that you are eager, it just means

that you want this, that you want us. Without his urging and unable to help myself, | grabbed him through his

pants, squeezing his d**+*k. slightly as | felt him up. His d***k was hard as a rock and throbbing under my hand,

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my c*t pulsed in response, desperate for more. He groaned as | slowly applied more pressure, massaging his

length slightly.

| couldn't recognize myself anymore right now but | was loving this new side of me. | jumped when the door

opened and our serve cback. It felt like | had been caught doing something naughty which I had but it didn't

seem like he had seen anything that had been gone on before he interrupted us.

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"Did you enjoy your food?" He asked, looking atmore than the guys.

| was probably flushed red from what | had been doing before he got here. After | had m***ly calmed myself and

my hormones down, | nodded earnestly.

"It is the best | have ever had." | said and the men withlooked pleased as ifenjoying

myself was the most important part of this evening.

I you like sdessert?" He asked, Marshall had a glint in his eyes as he turned to the man.

"Would y

"Could you get us melted chocolate?"

| looked at him confused, | mean, melted chocolate was good but there had to be better dessert than that. With

that single order, he ushered the man out. That was a little weird and neither Riccardo or Kingston reacted to it

though, so | thought maybe | was Marshall's thing.

Melted chocolate?" | asked when we were alone again

You will see. That was the only response | got and it even mademore confused.

"Have you heard about an in-depth bdsm contract? Riccardo asked, distractingfor a moment.

I nodded in response, that at at least

available on Saturday?"

| knew. For sreason, | had been looking forward to going through the list, to see all the options presented to

me. "Good, | want all of us present when we go over it. Unfortunately, | have a business trip tomorrow you

and won't be back until | late on Thu Thursday. Are

"Yes, | don't have any work this weekend." ekend." | responded.

I don't know how | would be able to focus when | was at the cafe but now after taking the deal, |

really didn't know how | would manage to concentrate at work.

"I will email a copy of the contract so you can go through it beforehand. If you have any questions, write it down

so you take them up with us when we meet. Riccardo said.

Everything about him screamed professional, the way he acted and talked and | wondered if he

was like that in bed too. | had to admit, | was excited to find out.

"When do you have an appointment to take the tests?" He asked just as professionally.

It felt weird talking about sexually transmitted disease tests at a restaurant but that was probably weird than

everything else would be talked about, like them dominating me. It will take a while

until | get used to this.

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"Next week Tuesday." | mumbled and he shook his head.

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"That will take too long, | will arrange an appointment for you with my doctor. Do you have time

tomorrow?"

"Umm...sure." | replied.

How the hell had | ended up in this world of the rich. Truth to be told, | had been happy my doctor could squeeze

"Great, she will cby your house tomorrow at noon. Does that work?"

Wait,

what? No, she can't cto my house.

"I can meet her in her office?" | protested, the doctor was probably used to making house calls for her wealthy

clients but | wasn't one of them.

Nonsense, her office is on the other side of the city from your apartment.”

Riccardo didn't seem like he would budge so | begrudgingly agreed. Before we could say anything more, the

server and another guy returned back with a chocolate fountain and fruit even though we hadn't ordered that.

They left just as quickly as they cin. "Strip, Marshall commanded as we were alone again, | hadn't even had

tto grab a strawberry. My eyes widened and completely caught off guard, all | could do was stare at him. |

looked from the dessert and back to him, trying to figure out what he had planned. Not a single idea cto

me.

"Don't worry, you will get your dessert but not before we get ours." He said.

Oh, that was definitely something I could get behind.

"But, w.. what about the test? | haven't taken them yet." | stammered.

"We won't f**k you, sunshine, not yet. The tests are only a formality, you told us you are clean.

and we believe you." Marshall said.

"Now, strip and don't maketell you that again. He warned and | shuddered from the authority in his voice.

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