MY Possessive Mafia Men

MY Possessive Malia Men Chapter 1: The Pleasure Palace Chapter 1: The Pleasure Palace

Angelia

"Hey, girl. Get your a**ver here!" My manager at the restaurant where I work yelled from the counter. He is a bit bossy but sometimes he is also sweet.

It was summer break, so I have been doing morning shifts from Monday to Friday instead of my original shifts being on weekends. The money I have been earning here has been of great help for me. I came from a middle class family, my parents weren't buoyant enough but they never allowed me to lack anything I needed to see myself through the university and I really appreciate them for

that.

that.

I

But I needed more money, I needed money to fulfill my fantasy. I needed to get a membership. card to one of the sex clubs in the city. I have always dreamt about being a submissive but living in my remote village with my parents never gave me the opportunity to do so. But now that I have come into the big city to further my education, the opportunity is lurking around and I am going to try one out tonight. I can't wait for my shift to end, just the name of the club got my panties all soaked out.

For the first time in my life, I was pushing myself out of my comfort zone. My heart was beating like crazy both from excitement and nervousness. I was on my own, had told no one about this and I didn't know if that was a good thing or a bad thing as I stared ahead of me. The door in front looked dark and ominous but I knew exactly what was behind it, hot and delicious danger. My skin was clammy under the coat, the only outward signs of my nerves and I stood straight and. proud but on the inside, I was a wreck. I couldn't believe I was doing this, it is not too late to turn around as I hadn't entered yet. But I knew I wouldn't, this was something I had wanted to do for a long time. Having lived all my life in a remote village in Abakaliki, I hadn't had the opportunity to do this until now. Well, that might not be entirely accurate, I moved to Asaba two years as a transfer student but it was only now that I had worked up the nerves to come here. Most of the time, I was and I could admit to that much. I had never been the go-getter, do-what-1-want, ***k everyone's opinion and **k the consequences kind of a girl. They never stand out, calm and quiet and never push myself kind of a girl, yes that was definitely more of me. But right now, although I was saying***k it in bold letters and I am proud of it. The bouncer Chapter 1: The Pleasure Palace

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for far too long. As I took a step forward, one of them stopped me with his hand. "Your identity

follow the dress code?" He asked

outfit I had gotten as a gag present from a friend. She probably didn't envision

the red lingerie underneath until it was all out in the open. The corset was tight, like a second skin and showcasing my hourglass figure with respectively large breasts and ass and a smaller waist. A garter belt pulled

I beautiful enough for a second glance? But then again, I was

if I was entering a new world and in actual sense, I was. I could hear the slow beat of music, seductive and provocative over the murmur of people talking. My heart was beating

confident, s**** woman who takes control over my desire. If I told myself

with zero boyfriend and only drunk ****ps. I struggled with being comfortable to let go enough to enjoy myself. But now. is my time to seek out what I found thrilling and something I had fantasized

vanilla sex. Which is why I now found myself at a bdsm Den, even with the tension, I still felt tingles of excitement. My curiosity overruled

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beautiful brunette with a tall and slim

a desk just

had an open house today? I asked, mentally cursing my shaky voice. She looked

"Yes, w

you around and answer any questions you might have. Oh, and I will need your phone as well, we value our members privacy and we don't accept pictures or videos being taken. This is just a safety precaution." I nodded to her words. I let go of my coat reluctantly, suddenly feeling naked standing in only underwear and heels. Goosebumps appeared along my body from the abrupt chill. I had an urge to put my hands over my breasts even though I wasn't actually showing anything and needed to physically

Sokay

down the stairs and through a walkway. The music grew louder with each step I took and with