The Four Mafia Men and Their Prize by M C

The Four Mafia Men and Their Prize

92 – A Night to Remember, Part II

Aurora

The guards at the dining room door looked at me and raised their eyebrows, one looked away quickly and I am fairly sure I saw him adjust his pants. That made my cheeks burn a bit.

They opened the door, and I stepped inside. Jason was the first to look up and I am almost positive that if his eyes were not attached to his skull, they would have fallen out with how big they got. He even visibly opened his mouth like a gaping fish.

Charlie, who was talking to Ben, noticed Jason and quickly followed his gaze and practically did the same thing. Ben was next and then Kai turned in his chair since his back was to me and visibly gawked as well.

I decided to move and made my way to my chair. Jason got a grip on his composure, quickly clearing his throat and standing up to help me with my chair.

I thanked him quietly when I sat down and noticed an exceptionally large bulge in his pants. I couldn’t help but smirk. He adjusted himself before sitting back down.

I took a quick look at the others and noticed they were still gawking. I bit my lower lip in nervousness, and I heard Kai growl.

Realizing what I did, I quickly released my lip and kept looking at my hands in my lap before I asked no one in particular “Is it too much?” I looked up and made eye contact with each of them.

Charlie is the one who finally answers after what feels like an infinity of silence: “Not at all dear. You are… breathtaking.” I felt my cheeks heat again and a smile crept on my face. I thanked him and tried to hide my cheeks in my hands.

Luckily, the food came just in time before more awkward silence could take place. The food was delicious as always. I kept to myself most of the dinner, not quite paying attention to their usual business chatter. They made small chitchat here and there and it was pleasant as always.

Once dessert was served, the servants cleared out of the hall, and it was just the five of us. Now or never Aurora.

“Master,” I began softly. I looked directly at Jason. My heart was hammering in my chest like a thousand butterflies.

“Yes, dear?” Jason asked smugly.

to go big or go home. I got up from my seat and went to him. I boldly kneeled slowly at his feet and placed myself in the submissive

ready Master,” I said softly.

tell he was smirking.

fully to you all,” I said still looking

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heard a sharp intake of breath and maybe a

face to look at him. I stared at his beautiful eyes for a few moments, and he stared back, searching for an answer

you want to take the next step? There is no

Master,” I said. I was surprised I didn’t stutter. I was firm despite my insides doing

of us and we will take care of

face. I knew the rational side of my brain was screaming YOU IDIOT! But I didn’t care. My body was on fire, and I wanted this. I wanted them. I needed this. I needed them, all of them. I know I would regret it in the morning. I have heard stories and done plenty of research, so it’s go big or go home. Since I am already home, might as well go big!

I know they are big. Like exceptionally above–average big. Very

Playroom.” was all Jason said and turned his head to finish his dessert. Well, hopefully, his

ride in silence and then

heard the door open. I heard several footsteps and a loud gasp. Bingo! They saw my little present. I couldn’t help but smirk. I heard a little more movement, presuming that they were discarding

very naughty slave tonight. He didn’t question, he told me. “Yes, Master,” I replied, a smile on my lips. “Tsk Tsk. You know the rules, yet you broke them. He again said matter–of–factly.

said while he started petting my head. “Over to

slowly stood up, taking a moment to catch

were grabbed gently but firmly, and my body was guided across the bench, so my front was flush with the leather, my limbs were stretched, and my

I was asked. “Lavender, Master,” I

felt a light feather touch across my bare back, sending shivers down my spine. My whole body was feeling warm and tingly. Those same hands rested gently on my hips, and I

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my skin. I started to give in to the sensation. Then something cold and sharp graced my skin. It wasn’t painful but it woke my senses up. The point was small. And then another sharper point graced my skin. And then another. I felt all four dominant men surrounding me,