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I smile as her eyes reveal her interest. I walk closer to her and pull the leather belt lower. “This doesn’t make it pleasurable. It depends on the people who use it.”
I reach for her hand and slowly guide it to the belt. Sasha’s hands tremble as she touches it. She inhales deeply and releases a long and silent exhale. Her eyes roam around the room while clutching the leather.
“This is where I’m good, Sasha. I can make things better,” I say while leaning close to her. Ah. Her heat intoxicates me, making me want to strip her down and latch her hands on the belt.
Sasha turns her head to look at me, but I catch her mouth before she can speak. I deepen the kiss to remind her of the beauty of what we shared over the past few days. Her hands slide from the belt and cling to my shoulder. I smile and move my kisses to her neck. We may not be sure if we have fallen for each other, but we love taking each other. Sasha can't resist my touch and kisses as I can't stop doing them to her.
“Gabriel,” she calls and looks at the belt.
I chuckle softly and kiss her again. Slowly, I take her hands from my shoulder and raise them above her head. Sasha lets go of a shaky breath and looks into my eyes. I reach for the hem of her shirt while kissing her lips. "I'll make you love it," I whisper after rolling the fitted shirt off her.
Sasha closes her hands as the belt comes closer to her hand. She gulps when I cuff one of her wrists. She gasps when I do the same to the other. Her toes curl, and her knees shake as I strip off her pants. Her mouth drops when she sees her reflection in the mirror. The belt shakes as she tries to cover her naked body with her hands.
"Can we…" Her possible objection becomes a soft moan when I run my palm on her curves. "Gabriel!" she shrieks when I spank her ass.
I frown before facing her. "We haven't had a formal talk, but let's talk quickly about some important rules for now."
“You want a contract signed?”
“You watch many movies, my Sasha,” I laugh. I lean closer to her ears and whisper – a possible truth. “You’ll be my wife. That will be our contract.”
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Sasha
You’ll be my wife.Those words are like magic to me, filling me with hope and convincing me of my deepening love for Gabriel. I want to stop as I see dozens of reflections of my naked self. I hate looking at my body through mirrors. No matter how I tell myself I'm beautiful, my fat body still pulls down my confidence. I want to close my eyes and stop this humiliating scene!
But as Gabriel caresses my body, sniffs my skin, and plants soft kisses on my curves, my confidence rises with my temperature. To have someone like him behind my back, looking at me like he wants everything I am, gives me the excitement of how he can make things better.
"You'll not be my wife," his words turn down my excitement. "In here or when we are doing this roleplay. You will be my sub or my pet instead. I can do everything to you here. Train you. Play with you," he pushes his face closer to my ears and adds, "Punish you."
How can he turn something scary into something sexy? His sharp eyes intrigue me while he warns me about the punishment; I want to taunt him so I can have it. How different is it from his training or playing?
"You'll address me as Master. And you can't say no to anything," I frown at that condition. Gabriel smiles and explains, "You have to trust me. I will give you pain, but that doesn't mean I'll hurt you. You know about safe words, right?"
I nod and say, “Grape. That’s my safe word.”
Gabriel looks at me as if he loves chewing on them. I always see him eat a handful of them like they're his peanuts. I also love grapes, but I'm allergic to them. "That's why I hate them. I can't have something I want so much because it isn't good for me."
"Pick something else. I like grapes a lot. I might think you want me to do more."
I laugh at his reply. "Red?" Gabriel frowns and points out that it's overused. "Pear," referring to the shape of my body. He turns it down, saying the size looks good on me. "Cherry?" He nods. I give him a questioning look.
Gabriel holds my tits and squeezes them to protrude my areola. "I love everything about you, but they piss me off. They're too little for these lovely apples."
I moan when he takes one of my nipples into his mouth and sucks it hard. I shake the belt to stop, telling him to stop, but he doesn't. He wants me to feel the pain of the pressures trapped by his mouth. "Stop," but Gabriel sucks more. I keep telling him while my whole body is about to curl from the pain. "Cherry," I remember before I can think of cursing him.
I cry as the blood from my nipple spreads and sends tingles all over me. Gabriel flashes a naughty smile, stopping me from cursing at him. He holds the tit again; I shake my head to warn him. He chuckles and licks the nipple like a child eating ice cream. The gentle caress tickles me more, inducing a giggle instead of a curse from me. He sure does know how to make things better.
What is it with this house? Does it contain some crystal that increases one's libido? Gabriel and I came home to finally have the dinner we should have had the other night, but here we are again. Doing something far different from having dinner.
“You want to do this? Once you say yes, don’t expect me to be gentle,” Gabriel warns. My initial reaction is to be scared of him again, but his beauty always turns fear into desire. Even when I’m reluctant, I can’t stop myself from nodding. “Say you want it.”
Gabriel's voice became deep and demanding. As he pulls himself into character, I slowly get into it with him. I take a deep breath and declare, "I want it, Gabriel."
Gabriel smirks and opens a closet. I'm starting to suspect he told me a few lies. Gabriel knows a lot about this house. Maybe he and the Mallows’ did some kinky stuff in this room. Gabriel claims to be their teacher.
My suspicions drown in worry when I see Gabriel placing some floggers, dildos, and other toys on the table. He walks back to me with a thick-tasseled flogger. I shakily breathe when he brushes it on me. The leathers are thick but soft. "Shit!" I swear when he suddenly whips my behind. I have a feeling he likes how fat my ass is.
