Dangerous black ties

Red suits you

As we continued eating.

Dexter and Edison exchanged glances as if to silently talk about how to address the situation. Whispering hushed voices to one another.

Deliberately leaving me out of the loop.

Dexter finally spoke up. Up. "We decided we are going to handle this in a way that reinforces the importance of following through on what we tell you and respecting our dynamic. We want you to start being comfortable with us taking care of you,"

Dexter said. "We've decided that a task involving you getting things for yourself could be a fitting punishment, as the reasoning behind not using our card was that you didn't feel comfortable with someone taking care of you."

Edison nodded in agreement. "We want to make sure you understand that respecting our dynamic and being honest are important parts of our relationship. Since you said you didn't listen and lied because you're uncomfortable with us taking care of you, this task will help with that."

I frowned as I felt a wave of unease wash over me. "I'm not sure I like this idea. The idea of getting things for myself."

Dexter's expression was firm but laced slightly with sympathy. "The point of the task is to help you feel more comfortable with receiving help and understanding the dynamics we've set."

Edison added, his tone soft but firm, "This task isn't about the money but about showing accepting our support and following through on what we ask of you."

I looked down. "I understand, but it just still feels uncomfortable to me. I just don't want to feel like I'm being punished for having a hard time accepting help."

Dexter's tone softened ever so slightly. "We're not trying to punish you for your feelings, feelings, Bellissima. We're trying to use this situation to help you see the importance of listening to your doms and accepting our support."

Edison leaned closer to me. "We want you to understand that accepting our help and being honest with us is extremely important to our relationship. This task is meant to help you understand that, not to make you feel bad."

I took a deep breath. "Alright, I'll do it."

Dexter chuckled seeing the clear distaste for the task at hand before he smiled at me. "That's the spirit, spirit, Bellissima."

Edison reached over, over, and he hand grabbed my hand before gently squeezing it. His large hand engulfed my own.

Bringing his lips up to kiss my hand. The wrap on my arm does not seem to bother him at all.

The conversation shifted as we finished our meal, and the tension eased ever so slightly.

After we finished eating, Dexter and Edison gave each other a look before turning to me.

"We'll take you out after work," Dexter said. "Jeremy and Alex will be joining us as well. They'll want to be there."

Edison smiled though he was planning something. "We have an interesting place in mind for you. Part of this involves getting you out of your shell."

I tilted my head. "What kind of place are you thinking about?"

Dexter's smile remained, though it looked like he was trying to contain a smirk, but his eyes were serious. "We're not disclosing that."

I nodded, hesitantly. "I guess I'll find out after work then?"

Dexter confirmed, "Exactly. It's all part of helping you better adjust to our dynamic and expectations and learn to accept the support and boundaries we have set."

Edison nodded. "It's important to us that you understand how important it is to be honest with us and follow through on what we ask."


Edison had driven me to the store; he parked off kind of in the distance.

"Still haven't changed your mind about this?" I ask Edison.

He chuckles softly, "Nope."

He opens my door, holding out his hand for me to take.

He slowly guides me until I see Dexter, Alex, and Jeremy standing by a store.

I knew it was a mistake seeing the lingerie from the windows.

I was instantly overwhelmed by the displays and intimate setting. My face turned red with embarrassment, stopping in my tracks, all of them looking at me.

"I can't do that," I said, trying to back away. "It's too embarrassing."

Dexter noticed my distress and gave me a concerned look. "You can, and you will. It's just shopping."

I stand there, my feet frozen in place, as my heart pounds. The men close in around me slowly.

Before I can react, Alex steps forward, his hazel eyes narrowing as he catches the gesture. "Meredith," he scolds softly, his voice both firm and gentle, "what did we tell you about that?"

I look up at him, my eyes wide, but before I can respond, Jeremy's hand is already moving. He tilts my chin up slightly, using the pad of his thumb to stop me from biting down on her lip any further.

"You know better," Jeremy murmurs. "No biting your lip, especially when we're around."

Dexter and Edison exchange a knowing glance.
I looked behind me, seeing the chance of fleeing being good.

Before I could retreat further, Alex stepped from behind me. He grabs my arm, stopping my retreat. "You need to face this," he said. "It's important to work through your discomforts."

As I attempted to step back again, Alex gave me a sharp harsh swat on the bottom. I gasped and looked at him with wide eyes. "We're in public! You can't do that!"

Alex smirked, unbothered. "I would drag you in this store on a leach. You think I care about people seeing me spank your ass?"

Edison leaned closer, his tone teasing. "So, are you going to be our good girl and accept your punishment, or do you think we should do something else? Maybe have you kneeled on rice?

He speaks kind of loudly as people pass by.

I looked at them, my face burning with a mix of embarrassment and determination. "I will be your good girl," I said softly, trying not to draw any more attention.

They all exchanged satisfied glances.


Dexter's smirk grows, clearly satisfied with my response. He leans in closer, his lips brushing against the shell of my ear as he whispers, "That's what I like to hear. You will be a good girl, Meredith. Our good girl."

His tone is smooth, a mix of praise and dominance that makes it clear he expects nothing less from me. "And you know what happens to good girls, right?" he continues, his voice dropping to a low, almost teasing murmur. "They get rewarded. So do what you're told, and you'll see just how much we appreciate it."

He pulls back slightly, just enough to meet her eyes; his gaze doesn't leave mine and sends a thrill down my spine. "Now let's go inside," Dexter adds, giving me a firm but gentle nudge.


Edison steps behind me, his blue eyes locking onto mine. "You don't need to be nervous. We're here with you. And you're going to do just fine."

As we walked into the store, I felt intense waves of anxiety.

I stood in the middle of the lingerie store, my eyes wide, as I took in the array of fabrics hanging from every rack.

The men had made it clear that I was to pick out something they would enjoy, something that would remind me of who I belonged to.

Edison, Dexter, Jeremy, and Alex had followed me into the store.

Edison was the first to speak, his voice low and authoritative. "Pick something out, Meredith."

He whispers as he stands in front of me.

My fingers trembled as I reached for a black lace bra, but as soon as I touched it,
Dexter's voice cut through the air, still standing right behind me, "Not that one."

I hesitated, my mind racing wild. My gaze shifted to a deep red set. I could feel their eyes on me, assessing me, waiting for me to make the right choice.

"Red suits you," Jeremy commented, whispering close to my ear, his tone lighter but no less commanding. "But maybe a bit more lace, hmm? What do you think, Alex?"

Alex stepped forward, his hazel eyes narrowing as he scanned the sets in front of me. Without a word, he reached out, pulling a set from the rack. The delicate lace left little to the imagination, and my cheeks flushed at the thought of wearing something so exposing.

"This one," Alex said, his voice leaving no room for argument. "Would look amazing on you. Do you want anything else?"

I shake my head no fast, already mortified I was here to begin with. "No, sir."

Causing a couple of chuckles.

"Guess we will just have to come here privately if we want to get you something then," Edison says slightly amused.

I swallowed my spit as I took the set in my hands.

As I held it in my hands, the material was foreign to my fingers, already imagining how it would feel against my skin.

I stand there looking at the ground, waiting for further instructions.

"You've been quiet," Dexter observed. Are you embarrassed, or do you just need a little reminder of why you're here?"

Before I could respond, Edison's hand was on my chin, tilting my head up to meet his cold blue eyes. "We'll see how well you behave now tonight, won't we?"

My breath hitched, a mix of fear and anticipation swirling in my chest.

Jeremy's hand brushed my lower back as they guided me towards the counter, handing me a card.

"Who's  it?" I ask, holding onto the plastic card.

Jeremy smirked, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "It's ours. Don't worry about the details; just focus on doing what you're told."

I hesitated for a moment, the weight of the card in my hand symbolic of the larger shift in our relationship. This was more than just shopping; it was an exercise in trust, in surrendering control to them.


As of seeing my brain already overthinking.


Edison's gaze softened slightly as he added, "Remember, this isn't about the money. It's about showing you that we're here to support you, even in the small things. We want you to feel taken care of, but you have to be willing to let us."

Dexter nodded in agreement. "Now, go ahead and pay for it. We're right here with you."

I approached the counter, my heart pounding in my chest. The cashier smiled politely. As I handed over the card, I could feel the men's eyes on me, a silent reminder of the power at play.

As the transaction was completed, I took the bag containing the lingerie set, its weight felt heavier than it should have. When I turned back to them, I noticed the pleased expressions on their faces and the satisfaction in their eyes.

"Good girl," Dexter murmured approvingly, his voice low enough for only me to hear. "You're learning."

Alex leaned in, his voice a mere whisper. "This is just the beginning. Tonight, we'll see how well you've learned to follow instructions."

Jeremy's hand brushed my back as we exited the store. "I can't wait to see you in this."

I stare at them questioningly. As I'm starting to feel insecure.
"Hou guys want to see me in this?"

Edison's eyes sparkled instantly with mischief. "Oh. The thought of you in this is making it hard to concentrate."

Jeremy added with a seductive smirk, "That's not the only thing I wanted to see you in there. I was kind of hoping you picked out more for us to see."

Edison opened the passenger door for me. The men take their vehicles; their absence allows me to temporarily calm down.






When we arrived back home, the atmosphere was electric with anticipation. Dexter, Edison, Alex, and Jeremy were all waiting, their eyes glinting with interest.

"Ready to show us?" Dexter asked confidently.

I nodded, feeling nervous. "Yes, I'm ready."


As though i was an open book and my insecurity leaking from my body.

Edison says as if sensing my anxiety building up. "I have to say, I'm looking forward to seeing you in that. I can only imagine how stunning you'll look."

Jeremy leaned close to me with a smirk. "Oh, and I'm looking forward to seeing you in this. You know, I can't wait to see you in something so intimate."

Alex, who had been quiet until now, added with a teasing grin, "I already know it's going to look good on you that's why I picked it out."




They planned this. Of course, they did.


I stood in front of the mirror i looked at my reflection. The red lingerie that Alex had picked seemed to hug my body showing off my curves. The sheer material left little to the imagination, the deep red color contrasting against my pale skin.

Taking a deep breath, I step out of the bathroom and into the bedroom, where Edison, Dexter, Jeremy, and Alex are waiting. The moment I stepped out of the bathroom the room fell silent, and I felt all eyes turned to I felt heat rising to my cheeks and I tried to cover myself.


Can barely bring myself to look up, my eyes fixed on the floor.

Jeremy is the first to move, his steps deliberate as he closes the distance between us. He was the closest to me. His hand is firm as he grips my wrist pulling my arm away from my body. "None of that, Meredith," he murmurs, "You don't get to hide from us. Not when you're ours."

My breath catches as Alex steps forward, he lifts my other arm very softly, forcing me to stand fully exposed before them. His hazel eyes bore into mine," We said you'd look incredible, and we were right. Now you will stop covering yourself and let us see you."

Edison, His voice is calm but firm as he speaks from where he stands, "You're our good girl, remember? And good girls don't cover up when we're asked to see them."

Jeremy softly brushed my hair with his hand to help relax me.

Dexter moves in closer, his hand sliding under my chin to lift my head, forcing me to meet his gaze. His tone sounds possessive as he speaks, his tone dripping with dominance. "You'll stand here, and take it. Meredith. We want to see all of you. Don't make us ask again. Do you understand?" He asks sternly

His tone sent a wave of arousal.

My pulse quickens, my initial embarrassment. They continue holding my arms until they feel me relax.


"Yes sir," I say softly.

Jeremy's grip on my wrist softens slightly as he gives me a nod of approval, his voice praised. "That's better. You're ours, Meredith, and you're going to show us exactly how good you can be."

Alex's eyes flicker with satisfaction, "You're learning, good girl. Now, let us enjoy what's ours."

Dexter's smirk returns, his thumb brushing over my lower lip in a possessive gesture as he leans in. "Remember, you're here to please us. And trust me, just you standing here is doing just that.", his hand reached out to trace a finger along the strap of my bra. "You realize what you're doing to us, don't you?" he asked "You're making it very difficult to keep our hands to ourselves."

Edison leaned back in the chair, his eyes never leaving me. "No going back now, Meredith. You've stepped into our world, and you're going to stay right where you belong—at our feet."