Justin took the ball gag from my hand, rubbing the inside of my wrist with his thumb before pulling back. “Thank you, princess.”
I cupped the Venus Butterfly in my hand and held it out. This was the hardest one for me. Knowing that I was giving myself to a man who wasn’t willing to take all of me was difficult. “Master, I am offering you this as your submissive.”
His hands curled over and under mine, and for a second, I thought he was going to refuse me. My heart skipped a beat as I waited, silently praying he wouldn’t deny me. I wasn’t sure I was strong enough to handle his rejection.
“Thank you, pet,” he said softly, his voice raspy.
When he took the item from me, I stood up straight, placed my hands behind my back, then lowered my head. “I’m offering myself up to the four of you. Not only my body but also my trust, my will, and my submission.” I had opted to keep the L word out of it. Although, whether they wanted it or not, they also had my love.
I hadn’t come to the decision lightly and I think they knew that. I wasn’t looking for one of them to collar me as his own. This was still a new world for me, one that I wanted to explore in depth with each of them. By offering the gifts they’d bestowed upon me, I was giving that part of me back to them.
Kristen had assured me that, should they truly accept what I was offering, they would place the items on me. Something about a Dom knowing what their submissive needed. It wasn’t a guarantee, but I needed to know that they understood me the way I understood them. Submission was a precarious balance of give and take.
I waited, slightly awed by my own patience. In the coming weeks, I knew these men would teach me everything I needed to know about myself and that was what I was looking forward to most. Getting to know them and getting to know me.
If they accepted me, that was.
Several seconds later, Ben stepped forward, nipple clamps in his hands. He reached out and brushed my nipple with his finger. “I accept, gumdrop.”
I remained still while he teased my nipples into hard points, then prepared to place the clamps on. The brief fondling was more than enough to spike my arousal. The air rushed from my lungs, pain shooting through all nerve endings as he placed the clamps, then tightened them. Master Snowden then leaned in and kissed me. His lips were soft and warm, gentle yet demanding.
I waited until his hands fell to his sides before saying, “Thank you, Master Snowden.”
Ben then stepped back and moved to his chair.
Master was the next to step forward, his hand curling behind my neck as he pulled me in for a kiss. I sighed against his mouth, welcoming his demanding tongue as he showed me with his lips and tongue how much he wanted me. While he positioned the butterfly vibrator over my clit and attached the straps, I focused on breathing.
“I accept, pet.”
“Thank you, Master.”
I inwardly smiled as Master took his seat.
Landon then stepped forward. I looked into his eyes as he brushed the backs of his fingers over my cheek. “I accept, sweet girl.” He leaned in, his mouth close to my ear. “And thank you.”
I swallowed hard. “It’s my pleasure, Sir.”
He took a step back and motioned for me to turn around. “Bend over and place your hands on the table. Spread your legs wide.”
Feeling extremely vulnerable and more than a little exposed, I did as he instructed.
“Lean all the way down. Put your forearms on the table.”
I’d never been more grateful for yoga than in that moment. I managed to put my elbows on the table, bending my body in half while keeping my legs straight, feet far apart. I was shocked when I felt his finger brush my anus, something cool sliding over my sensitive skin. He’d obviously come prepared with lube. I wondered whether he always had some. It wouldn’t surprise me, considering his penchant for fucking my ass.
With one hand on my back, Landon teased me for a few minutes before pushing the thin plug in deep. I groaned, surprised by the pleasure I felt. It seemed I was getting used to this. Or maybe I was just that eager. Either way, my body accepted the plug.
“Very pretty, sweet girl.”
I stood and faced him. “Thank you, Sir.”
Rather than take a seat, Landon moved over to the sink, washing his hands.
Justin took his place in front of me. I lifted my head to stare into his eyes. He watched me for long seconds, his eyes caressing my face.
“It’s my pleasure to accept, princess.”
“Thank you, Master Parker.”
