MY Possessive Mafia Men novel Chapter 56

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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climbed up on the silky cover and laid in the position he wanted. 

“Put your hands on the spindles and don’t let go until I tell you to.” I heard a drawer open up and then close before I felt the bed move as he sat down to my left. 

“Lift your head for a second.” 

I did as he asked and felt him slide a blindfold on me. I had so much jittery energy in me, nerves and excitement mixed into a heady blend and making me dizzy with lust. 

“We will go easy tonight, just lay still and feel.” He said, if that wasn’t cryptic then I didn’t know what was. 

The weight of his body on the bed disappeared as he moved away but I could sense he hadn’t gone far. Usually, right now, I would have a million thoughts circling my mind. But with my body and mind focused entirely on him, my overanalyzing brain has 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 be this calm yet so alert? Laying on the bed. and waiting for what came next and I couldn’t even describe how that felt. 

I heard him blow 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, too caught off guard by the feeling. It stung for a couple of seconds and then the sting turned into a delicious. numbness where the splatters had hit. 

Candle? I thought. This was what he must have lit up when I heard a match swipe over a striking surface earlier. Although, it couldn’t have been an ordinary candle either and when it cooled, 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 for more drops. He didn’t pour more right away like he wanted me to anticipate it, like he wanted me to let my guard down before he did it again. 

I relaxed a little before a few more drops hit my lower back. It was a pleasure filled sort of pain, the fire in the dribble licked at my skin before fading into a nice kind of numbness. I never knew where it would gall next, some were 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 so, sometimes a few seconds, other times, a few minutes. He kept me from anticipating when the next sting would come. 

“Describe what you feel?” He asked, it was the first time he had talked since I had gone to lay on the bed. 

“It burns but it is the good kind, sir. After the sting is gone, all I want is to get it back.” I 

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explained to him, my voice husky and low. 

The thing was as nervous as I had been before we started, all I could feel now was calm. My pulse had slowed and my mind had stopped its constant chatter of thoughts. It was like the piano was soothing me. 

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

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

was 

still couldn’t 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 my right leg but relaxed again when he started kneading my muscles. 

“It is called a massage candle.” He explained.. 

“It melted into an oil when it was in contact with skin.” 

I moaned in contentment, happy to let him massage me. It was even more heavenly than the delicious sting of the wax from earlier. 

“Fuck, I have wanted my hands on you all day.” He murmured as he started massaging my other leg. 

After a while, he climbed up on the bed and moved on to my back. It was utterly and completely bliss and when he stopped, I was too far gone to even hear his next command. But the slap on my ass wasn’t too far gone to feel. I jumped at the impact too unprepared for it. 

“I said, get up on your knees!” He ordered. 

My body was slow to obey 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 too quickly for me to follow it. 

“What did I say about hesitation?” 

“That I would get punished if I didn’t follow your orders, sir.” I replied and hurried and got up on my knees. 

I felt the bed shift as he moved from somewhere beside me and stopped in front of me.