Her Three Submissives (18+)

Meeting the Family

Cassandra's POV:

Today Silas and Miguel's family is coming. It still feels surreal to me. I mean yeah, it's been one year since we started dating, but I'm not mentally prepared for this.

I still remember that day vividly. I met Silas and Miguel at a BDSM club. The two looked so lost that time.

FLASHBACK

I was roaming around the club like every night, trying to find a submissive for myself. A submissive willing to share.

I always knew I wanted more than one person in my relationship. The idea of being able to take care of someone feels too good to me.

And what better, than taking care of two people rather than one? But I also want someone whom I can call a boyfriend and someone who'll love me.

I was lost in my thoughts when a guy bumped into me, spilling his drink all over my white shirt and jeans.

"Shit! I'm so sorry ma'am. Please forgive me. I'm so sorry. I can pay for the washing if you want. I'm sorry" he said.

I looked up at the guy who just said sorry 3 times in one breath for a thing as simple as this.

My eyes met with his brown ones, which I could tell were innocent as fuck. He gulped, looking at me, making me smirk.

He's a submissive.

"Do you know how much this was worth?" I asked, pretending to me mad. He shivered at my tone, immediately looking down.

Good boy.

"I-I'll try to get the s-stain out" he stuttered. I grabbed his jaw, making him look at me. "And what if it doesn't work?" I asked, making my voice deep.

Slight nervousness filled his beautiful brown eyes. "T-Then I'll....I-I will...." he trailed off, not really knowing what to say.

"Miguel!" I heard a different voice call, before a slightly taller man came and stood beside the man in front of me.

So his name is Miguel.

I observed this second man, who looked a little bit more dominant than Miguel. He had black hair and mysterious looking black eyes.

"Who are you?" the man asked, eyeing my outfit. I smirked. "I'm Mistress Cassandra. And you are?" I asked, standing confidently in front of him.

The man took a breath, taking a mini step back at the word 'mistress'. That tells me he is also a submissive. Maybe a switch.

I can work with that.

"I'm Silas Lopez. His boyfriend" he said. Gosh darn it! Why do the good ones always have to be taken?

"Well, I'm sorry to inform you, but your boyfriend, just spilled his drink all over my white shirt" I said. Silas sighed.

"Mig" he said. "I'm sorry!" Miguel said, "I wasn't paying attention" he mumbled, looking at the stage.

I looked at the stage too, the scene instantly making my panties wet. Mistress Pauline, was performing with her two subs.

One of them was on his knees, getting his throat fucked by a dildo that Pauline controlled. The other one was on a fucking machine, with a cock ring around him.

I looked back at the two boys. Well technically, at the tent in their pants. They're huge.

"You turned on?" I asked, smirking. Both of them blushed, looking down and fidgeting with their fingers.