** A/N-If you have read Book 1, Submissive part 1 & 2. Then you will enjoy this story. Book 3, Submissive 3 & 4 will follow soon.** Gabriel loved Winter time, specifically Christmas, which was his favorite holiday. He liked nothing more than celebrating it with the true family. All the Doms and other sweet subs like himself at Club Bliss. Gabby met Julius almost three years ago when his parents had kicked him out for being a disgrace, and a filthy fag, their specific words. He had taken to wandering the streets and sleeping in back alleys, under cardboard boxes trying to keep warm and hidden. Until one of Julius waiters, Kyle, who was now the Master Dominant's sub and his boyfriend had found him, and dragged Juluis outside to help him. The rest was history. Now Gabby had a real family, and everyone has been really good to him. He wanted nothing more than to make this Christmas extra special for everyone, especially for one paricularly difficult Dom. Gabby wanted this man to own him more than anything else in this world, and maybe just maybe he'll get what he's wished for the most this Christmas.

He is a Master Dominant, trained by one of the best Masters in the lifestyle. He's also a successful millionaire, a savvy businessman, and the absolute King of his Empire, and most important, he is my devoted husband and my Dom. My husband loves me with every fiber of his being, and he constantly tries to appease my insecurities about not brave enough to delve deeper into the lifestyle. He does everything within his power to make sure that I know that I'm more than enough for him. We've played mostly in private or amongst the small group of our closest friends, the men that were like really family to the both of us. But I've secretly desired to give my husband the one thing I know he wants, a chance to perform with me in public. The kinky exhibionist I know he is, that side of himself he has been suppressing over the years for my sake. The only thing that has been keeping me from giving into my desires is my fear of people judging me and my ability to the perfect submissive to someone of my husbands caliber, it is damn near debilitating for me. I'll assure you right now, that I know I'll do something mess things up during a scene and my mistakes will surely reflect poorly on my Dom. That's why I've found myself facing my current predicament. As an owner of a lucrative and elite BDSM club, my other half has no choice but to please his members who have paid a hefty sum for said membership to his establishment. As much as I hate it, I understand that he's got to make them happy. He has to secure his reputation as a Master Dominant within his community. I'm fully aware that usually my man didn't give a flying fuck what others think about him, but in this instance, a part of me hoped my husband would have refused the requests to put on a public demonstration of his multiple skills. I wanted him to have no part of it, especially with the fact that he'll be demonstrating those toe curling skills with a submissive who wasn't me.

Yours is the light by which my spirit's born: - you are my sun, my moon, and all my stars. E.E. Cummings Snarry You have been warned.

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