MY Possessive Mafia Men

MY Possessive Mafia Men

Chapter 56: Describe What You Feel

Chapter 56: Describe What You Feel Angelia

I heard Marshall before I saw him and I felt him even before that. My skin pricked whenever I was close to him or any of them. It was like the air grew electric and I remember I felt the same the first time I met Riccardo. "Such a good girl, following my orders so perfectly. He sounded satisfied as if this had all been at test and now that I thought about it, it probably was a test to see if I would listen to him or not while he wasn't in the room. He moved closer, having him near made me want me to look up at him but I stayed with my head bowed down.

"Whenever we were alone, or in a scene, I want you to call me sir. If we were in public and people might hear, Marshall would do it." He said while he walked slowly around me and I felt his eyes inspecting me in my position. Was he looking for fault? Or was he simply just looking?

"Remember your safe word and remember it well. Yelling out stop won't make me stop unless you use the safe word and everything will stop at once, understood?" He stopped behind me, towering

over me.

"Yes, sir." I mumbled.

"And when I give you orders, I expect you to do it without hesitation. If you pause for even a second, you will be punished, is that clear?"

Gosh, the thought of being punished excited me and my body urged me to be naughty even as my mind wanted me to be the good girl he had praised me for being.

"Yes, sir," I replied, still with my head lowered.

Goodness, I wanted to look at him, I wanted to see his expression and I wanted to know if this was affecting him as much as it was affecting me.

"Stand up," he ordered.

Go lay down in the middle of the bed, on your stomach."

Not knowing if it was okay to look at him or not, I chose to keep my eyes strictly on the bed. 1

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and laid in

until I tell you to." I heard a drawer open up and then close before I felt the bed move

on me. I had so much jittery energy in me, nerves and excitement mixed into a

He

shut off. It was like everything had gone silent except for the sound and feel of him closer. I had never been this hyper focused and as present as I was now and It was freeing. How could I

something out and before I could register the sound, a few drops of something hot splattered down on my back. I jumped a little, my hands clutching the sprinkles,

it didn't turn into hard wax. Instead, it almost melted on my skin. The first drops were also the best, I hadn't known about it then and because of that, I hadn't been waiting for it to happen. But now that I did, I tensed, preparing

on my ass while others on my back and a few on my thighs. and legs. He never poured at the exact same place twice and he changed up when he would do

he

sting is gone, all I want is

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to him, my voice

all I could feel now was calm. My pulse had slowed and my

doing well, baby girl. You are a natural at this." He crooned and let a splatter of the hot melted candle trickle down my

little at rge burn and moaned as it cooled. Even though I knew what to expect,

was

get used to the slight sting that turned into pleasure, the feeling was addictive. He stepped away and I could hear him putting something down on a table before he was back. I startled when he put his hands on

is called a massage candle."

into an oil when it

contentment, happy to let him massage me. It was even more heavenly than the

I have wanted my hands on you all day." He murmured as he started massaging my

gone to even hear his next command. But the slap on my

own urging and he punished me with another slap on the ass. He had massaged me to the point of complete relaxation and the change in tempo happened

did I say about

follow your orders, sir." I replied and

moved from somewhere beside me and stopped in