Walking with hesitation, I almost found the feeling towards them obscene. Wondering how I had been able to bare my body and express my pleasure to them yet at this moment where vulnerability had guided me like a path. I felt so bare. The single comfort of my presence came from the growing smile that spread across Celestes' face. She looked like she missed me. I missed her too.
Reaching the table with my clutch between my hands, I give a weak smile between them both before Master steps from his chair and pulls my own out from the seat. He is gentle behind me as his tall figure rests against the shoulders of my coat "You look beautiful." He whispers like a secret before letting it slip over my shoulders and rests on the back of my chair.
"Thank you," I whisper in gratitude before they both return to their seats. I soak in the emotions that ricochet through me as I take in the reality that I am here. It's clear the mass of thoughts and questions leave me hesitant to speak, so Master takes it upon himself to break the ice as he turns to me, "Would you like anything to drink?' His voice was softer than the last time I had seen him, though no less strict.
His focus on me, unwavering, brings chills through my body as though I was nude in the middle of the cold city "Just a glass of water." Raising his hand, a waiter came from the corner of the room, posture to par with the establishment he worked in, "A glass of water and three glasses with a bottle of red from my shelf. Thank you." He must be here a lot to have his shelf in the establishment. With a quick agreement, the man leaves the room, leaving us three in the room.
When nothing is said, I take a moment to be bold in my words "Before anything, I realised I missed something the last time I saw you both. What is your name?" Hiding the embracement was not easy, especially at what was a normal request, but right now, it was important, "It's okay. My name is Angel Gonzalo Macias." I smile at the memory of his words the second night he had me on my knees. I swore he was the devil, not too far off.
The drinks are brought to the table, stopping the conversation as he pours the blood-red liquid into the glasses before leaving the bottom in the centre of the table. Master, I mean Angel, tells him we will call when we are ready for dinner letting the man leave the room. We are left alone, leaving nothing between the conversation and answers that wait.
"At this table, there will be equal respect for each opinion and response to what we discuss, but under no circumstance will the dynamic of power be confused. Celeste is clear about my expectations of her behaviour here. Evita, do you need me to explain further?" His authority moved the room "Please do." I asked, needing to know what would be expected of me "You may know my name, but in the space of serious discussion and matters, you will respond to me as Sir. Master, if you decide on another, Celeste will be responded to with her name. Each person at this table will be free to speak on their feelings towards the matter of you joining us. You may begin as it is your answer we gathered here for."
The weight of his words sits on my chest, making me take a sip of water. Taking a breath, I look between Master, who sits in an aura of dominance, and Celeste, who sits quietly, but her simple presence is felt in the calmness around the table, "I would like to know what I will be expected to be as a part of in this balance, emotionally and sexually."
Nodding in understanding, Master brings his hands to the table, settled in a professional pose as though he needed me to understand the seriousness of his words when he speaks, "Don't think of it as expected. Being with you is not conditional." There is relief in the security of his words as I give him the rest of my attention as he continues, "Emotionally you will find yourself growing closer to Celest. She is more open and emotionally available, so you will need to be free of vulnerability. My emotional aspect can't be spoken for, but I will care for you in all I do. Sexually I need you to understand that your experience with me on previous nights will be the lightest I will go as you grow more comfortable. It will need you to be open to a new feeling for every part of your body, as well as you being free to intimacy with Celeste."
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Evita's Tale
Fanfiction"My submissive are power, strength, bravery, and most of all they stand beside me willing in their position. You stand as strong as you kneel. Am I clear?" His words, like vows to ourselves he builds submission, not as a position under him by the po...
