Marissa's POV
Nate's punishment and revelation to me last night had been unnerving, but Corey's behavior, well, that was just beyond words. In all the years I worked with them, I never saw that side of him. If anything, I would have expected Axel to have been the hardcore dom in the group, but instead, quiet, shy Corey was, and Axel was a Daddy. I was still yet to learn the rest. Then again, after last night, I'm re-evaluating Nate as well. His demeanor last night was a complete power exchange.
So now I'm sitting on the couch in only a very small robe listening to them all theorize about Gabe's design and my costume. Oh, and did I mention, that thanks to Gabe's decision, I can't wear panties anymore in the house unless for special occasions - that they determine. Fucking power exchange.
"Was that a mast?" Victor asked, trying to peer beyond the window screens.
"As in a ship's mast?" Silas clarified as he tried to look now. I giggled at their antics. "Something funny, agápi?"
I giggled again, "You are all like little kids on Christmas morning trying to guess and peek. It's adorable."
"Aww, thanks precious. We think you're adorable too," Marc teased. "I can't wait to see what he's come up with for you. Knowing Gabe, it will be sexy as fuck."
"I just hope it isn't too over the top," I worried, "I don't want my clients or employees to see me in anything too revealing."
"Kitten, you have nothing to worry about. Gabe would never put you in that position at work, nor would any of us," Kota said. "What we do in the privacy of our home is one thing, but in the everyday world, we understand your need for restraint. Hell, that's why we all joined your club in the first place, the anonymity." I smiled, glad that they could discuss the club with me now.
"So, I have a question," North said, coming to sit next to me. "Now that we all know about the club, would you want to do scenes again, like, um, with us?"
I paused. Would I?
"Well, part of me says yes, but part of me is still worried about my own limits and how far I tend to push. I mean, I still don't think I could have sex in front of people, well, other than you all," I blushed. "Not even Winston and I had sex during scenes in public."
"I can understand that," Nate said, "but it would be amazing to do a scene with you. I know it was all the fuck Luke could talk about." He gave Luke a good-natured elbowing as he blushed.
"I guess after that scene, I understood how freeing it was with your hidden identity. You and I just enjoyed each other, no expectations, no guilt," Luke added.
"The sensory deprivation was good," I responded. "I was forced to focus just on your touch. It helped to heighten my reactions. I'd love to play like that again sometime." Luke's suggestions had been amazing. I'd been blindfolded many times, but to also have my hearing restricted, was liberating.
He smirked, "And here I kept thinking I needed to up my pain play to impress you. I just need to have you completely at my mercy, sugar." His tongue darted across my lips as I let out a little moan. "I'd be more than happy to do it again anytime you want." He raised his eyes and before I could react, a blindfold was over my eyes.
"I think this could be fun, malen'kaya shalun'ya," Raven's deep growl vibrated against my neck as he nipped at the skin. "Remember what Corey said, you are at our mercy, so I'm going to take it a step further than Luke and take your voice as well. Open up, love," he whispered as he placed a ball gag in my mouth. I felt someone else place the earbuds in my ears.
I sat for a moment, trying to regulate my breathing. I'd meant it when I said I loved the experience, but I was prepared before. Now, I'm sitting with all of them in the house, plus strangers on the other side of the windows and I have no idea what to expect.
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Behind the Mask
FanfictionWidow Marissa Ryland has fought to make a name for herself in the legal field. After her husband's untimely death, she struggled to find a balance between her ambitious nature in the business world versus her submissive needs behind closed doors...