Dangerous black ties

🔥🌶️Please him🌶️🔥

Again sorry for the late update I'll try and post more this week ❤️

There was a moment of silence; only the faint sounds of everyone's breathing filled the air.

As I stood there, I could feel the heat in my cheeks as they flushed with embarrassment, but there was a spark of something else as well, perhaps pride, or maybe a sense of excitement in my vulnerability.

"Come closer," Edison instructed me, beckoning me with his two fingers, his tone gentle but firm.

I moved toward him, feeling every step as if it were an act of submission. Once I reached him, Edison reached out and traced the edge of the lace on my waist. His touch sent chills down my spine.

My heart pounded as I hesitated, gripping my hand tightly nervously.

Edison's gaze softened slightly as he added, "You don't need to be nervous, Meredith. This isn't just about the lingerie. It's about trust, about you accepting that we care for you, and that means every part of you." He tells me softly, taking my hand in his, stopping me from digging my nails in my palm.

Jeremy added, "It's about you understanding our dynamics. We want to be able to get you anything you want or need. We want to. Prefer to actually. You just have to let us. I know you have taken care of yourself for years; that's not going to happen, not while we are all here."

Dexter leaned in softly, kissing my cheekbone. "We're here, all of us, to help you learn, to help you grow into the role we have for you. This isn't just about punishment, Bellissima; it's about helping you feel confident in accepting our help. If you don't correct it initially, it takes on a life of its own." He tells me he is softly brushing my hair out of my face.

Alex stepped closer. "And remember, Meredith, you don't need to be perfect. You just need to be ours; we will handle the rest."

I swallowed hard, feeling the intensity of their words sink in. This was more than just a task; it was a test, a way for me to push through my discomfort and learn to trust them fully. I took a deep breath, nodding slowly as I met each of their gazes in turn.

"I understand," I whispered, my voice barely audible.

Dexter smiled, his expression both reassuring and commanding. "Good girl."

"You don't have to tell me, but..." I start out saying, my gaze drifting to the floor.


Before Edison pulls my gaze up, looking at his face.

"Repeat yourself," Edison demanded softly.

"Well, you know in the rules how you are supposed to use manners like please and thank you?" I ask him softly, almost a whisper.

"Yes, Bellissima," Edison says as his thumb lightly grazes over my bottom lip. As if to get me to continue.

"Well, who do I thank?" I ask him, confused slightly.

"Well, technically, you should thank everyone for correcting you. Jermery and Dexter said you wanted to wait until you were more healed before we tried any physical punishment; we have to get a little creative." Edison says


Dexter replied, "But if you are talking about it," he said, running with my hand from my shoulder down my back.

"It was mine, and worth every penny. It was either going to be Edison or my card, because we told you to use it on our cards initially." Dexter replied.

I look at him swallowing my nervous spit.
"Thank you," I say looking at his intense gray eyes that keep my body frozen in place.

Dexter smirks slightly, teasing in a way. "I think I deserve a thank-you kiss. What do you say?" He asked me.

I felt my cheeks heat up. I lean to him slightly, having to step on my toes as he wasn't helping.

Before his hand softly and firmly grabs my throat, pulling me in for a deep kiss.

"You are welcome, Princessa." He says as he pulls back, softly brushing my hair out of my face.

Edison leans in slightly; his breath falls against my ear.

"Make sure you thank all your doms." Edison reminded me gently.

I nod vigorously. I look at Edison and everyone else.
"Thank you for correcting me and helping me understand your dynamics," I say out loud, carefully looking at each of them.

"Of course, Bellissima," Jeremy says the man of very few words.

"You are welcome, baby," Alex says with a mischievous smirk.

"You are such a good girl for us; you are welcome, Tesoro," Dexter says.

Edison pulls me into his lap, situating me.
"You are very welcome, Princessa."

I furrow my brows as I feel something hard under me.

"Does it hurt when it's like that?" I ask him, whispering so just he and I can hear.

I hear a soft, contained chuckle.
"No, baby, it doesn't hurt. It just shows how you make me feel."

"Well, is there anything I could do to help?" I ask him again in a hushed whisper.

"Well, there are ways to help, but it will only be if you feel comfortable. I'm sure the guys would love to watch.
Among other things." He says with a chuckle, softly tucking a strand of hair behind my head.

"I don't know what I do. I know things I've seen and read." I explain to him.

"Well, I don't mind being your guinea pig," Edison says with a chuckle.

"GUNINEA PIG? What the hell are you two walking about over there?" Alex asks amused.

"Well, I was just telling Edison that I want to help him like you guys help me. That I wouldn't probably be good at it, but I'd be willing to try." I say, looking at him.

Dexter, Alex, and Jeremy have a slightly shocked look on their faces, but it disappears almost instantly.

Dexter clears his throat, slightly adjusting his pants.
"You wanna please him?" He asked me, making sure he knew what I was getting at.

I nod. "Yes, sir," I say, looking at him.

"Well, you probably shouldn't tease him for too long. Be a good girl and ask him to undo his pants for you." Alex says, leaning forward, his elbows on his knees.

I looked at him; he was waiting for me to ask.
"Can you please undo your pants for me?" I ask him softly, not embarrassed but nervous.

He wasted no time unbuttoning his pants and pulling them down slightly.

His large hard disk is now on full display.

I gulp. Nervous.

My eyes are involuntarily widened.

Before Jeremy says. "It's not going to bite you." He says with a chuckle.

"Sorry, I was just thinking," I say looking at my nails.

Before Edison pulls my gaze back up.
"Thanking?" He asks me.

"Yes. You know I'm a virgin, and even if I weren't, I don't think it's going to," I say awkwardly.

He leans in his breath hot against my ear.
"Well, those parts are both good and bad for you; none of us are exactly small; just remember when the time comes whoever takes your virginity will make it fit, and once you're over the initial pain, you would not want it any other way. He tells me reassuringly.

I softly grab his member, moving it in a way that I've seen.

Going by the sounds that escape his mouth.

After a while, he softly and gently moved me.

"Get on your knees," Edison ordered, and my body reacted instinctively, obeying before my mind had fully registered the command.

I slipped off Edison's lap and lowered myself to the floor. The coldness of the floor sent a shiver up my spine, but it was nothing compared to the heat in their gazes as they looked down at me.

Dexter, the closest to us, stepped closer, his boots echoing on the floor as he towered over me, noticing me looking at all of them. "You're going to show us just how obedient you can be," he said, his hand gripping my chin, tilting my face up to meet his gaze. "You're ours now, and we expect nothing less than your full submission." He says, letting go, my gaze now focused on Edison.

"Open your mouth," Edison ordered his voice a low, commanding growl that made my stomach flip with nervous excitement. I parted my lips as I looked up at him.

"Good girl," he praised, his voice softening just a fraction as he reached out, brushing his thumb over my lower lip. The gesture was tender, compared to the intensity in his eyes as he gazed down at me.

Alex said, "You're going to take care of him," he said, his voice dripping with authority. "And you're going to enjoy every second of it."

The power dynamics were clear. I was here to please them, to submit to their every whim, and the knowledge of that sent a thrill of arousal through my body.

Edison reached out to grip the back of my neck, pulling me closer until I was inches from him. "Look at you, so eager to please," he murmured, his voice filled with dark amusement as his thumb continued to trace along my lower lip. "We're going to make sure you know exactly who you belong to."

He didn't wait for a response before pressing his thumb into my mouth, his touch was possessive as he watched me with predatory eyes. "Suck," he commanded, and I obeyed, my lips closing around his thumb as I followed his order.


"That's it," he growled, his voice low and filled with approval as he watched me. "You're going to be so good for us, aren't you?"

"She's so obedient," Alex remarked, his voice laced with dark satisfaction as he stepped closer. "And so eager. You love this, don't you? Being on your knees for us, being completely at our mercy. You are soaking right now, and we haven't even touched you."

I nodded, unable to speak with Edison's thumb still in my mouth, but the agreement was clear in my eyes. The thrill of submission, and I couldn't help but shiver with anticipation.

I felt a rush of heat flood my cheeks as I kneeled before Edison, his thumb still resting between my lips.

Edison finally withdrew his thumb, his gaze never leaving mine. "You know what to do," he said, his voice a low command.

I hesitated for only a moment, my mind replaying everything I had seen and read. Slowly, I leaned forward, my breath hitching as my lips brushed against the tip of his hard length.

With a deep breath, I open my mouth wider, taking him in. I twirl my tongue around the head. Edison's hand tightened in my hair, guiding me, silently encouraging me as I took him deeper.

"That's it, good girl," Edison murmured, his voice laced with pleasure. The sound of his approval sent a jolt of arousal through me, urging me to continue. My mouth worked around him, trying to please him, listening to the small sounds he made in response—the growls and groans that told me I was on the right track.

"She's a natural," Jermery commented, his voice thick with lust. "Look how well she's doing."

My eyes flicked up to meet Edison's, searching for reassurance, and I found it in the way his expression softened ever so slightly, even as he remained in control. He gripped my hair tighter, guiding me, his hips starting to move in time with my motions.

Just when I felt I was getting the hang of it, Alex's voice broke through the haze of focus. "Let's see how she handles something else," he suggested, a dark edge to his tone as he moved closer. I barely had time to react before Edison gently but firmly pulled me off him.

"Come here, crawl to me," Alex commanded, sitting on the ground.

I looked at him and then at Edison.

"Now," Alex says dominantly which makes me even more needy.

"Yes, sir," I say crawling to him; once I am close, he lays on the floor.

"Sit on my face, princess." I hesitated, my eyes wide, as I processed the request. Alex's hand reaches out to caress my thigh, his touch is both soothing and demanding. "Don't worry, you'll enjoy it. Just let go."

With a deep, shaky breath, I slowly lowered myself, my heart pounding in my chest. I hover over him. He moves my panties to the side.

Until he slaps my bottom one time. "I said sit, not hover."

I relax my weight ever so slightly. The moment my core met his mouth, I gasped. Alex wasted no time, his tongue piercing, adding a thrilling sensation as he began to explore me, the sensations overwhelming and intense.

The pleasure was immediate, sharp, and all-consuming as Alex worked his tongue with expert precision. His hands gripped her hips, holding her in place, controlling my movements with every flick of his tongue, driving me closer to the edge.

Edison is now in front of me again.

I resumed what I was doing, this time Edison doing more of the work as I had a hard time focusing.
"You better keep going or Alex will stop," Jeremy says sternly.

I moan against Edison. The sound of my pleasure only seems to fuel Alex's efforts. I tried to pull off of Alex.

I feel both Alex's hands on my thighs holding me down.

But Dexter smacks my bottom, as though knowing it turned me on the sensation sent even more pleasure through me. "You'll learn to take everything we give you, and you'll love every second of it," he whispered against my ear, his breath hot against my skin. "

"Let go, Meredith, even I can tell you are close and I'm not touching you," Jeremy said, obviously seeing how close I was as Alex held me down despite my body voluntarily moving away from the pleasurable sensation.

Edison's voice joined in, a soft growl of approval. His hand is still lightly pulling my hair. "Listen to him, princess. Let us see how much you can take."

And I did. My body surrendered to the pleasure. My body shook the release, leaving me breathless and trembling above Alex. I feel Edison's do a few sloppy thrusts later, making me gag slightly until I feel his hot release on my tongue before he pulls out.

Alex didn't let up, his tongue working me through the aftershocks, prolonging my pleasure until I was nearly sobbing with overstimulation. Only then did he gently guide me off him, his face glistening with my arousal, a satisfied smirk on his lips.

"You did well, baby," Alex murmured, his voice dripping with satisfaction as he wiped his mouth. He

I nodded weakly, my mind spinning from the intensity of it all. I had never imagined anything like this—the overwhelming pleasure, the way they commanded me with such ease. And yet, despite the exhaustion and the lingering nerves, a small part of me was already eager for much more.

Edison gently helped me off the floor, his pants buttoned up. He picks me up and sits down, leaning me into his chest. "You did so good, baby. Thank you for trying something new."