Steamy Affairs(Erotica)

Gio and Abi had gone from Cherry’s little love nest to the Harley Dealer where the owner had shown them the new Harley Electric Motorcycle. After a test drive and realizing that with the amount for his old bike the owner gave him in trade, the brand new electric bike was the same price as the used loaner bike, Gio bought it.

He’d always been a green freak wanting his mom to add solar panels and try to get them off grid as much as possible. The fact that the new bike would run him everywhere he needed in town on a single charge a week was a significant selling point to him. Then he’d taken Abi across the street to the Ford dealer and he’d test drove and signed a contract with a down payment on the new Ford F-150 Laredo hybrid truck. Again, it would stretch the fuel milage because it would mostly use the self-charging electric motor in town seamlessly switching to the gas engine at higher speeds or heavy loads. Being four-wheel drive on command would make it safe for his wintertime uses and the seating for five would give him and the girls a way around when they were all together, even if another girl like Mia or Cheri joined their little family. But he’d decided five girls plus his and Abi’s mom was going to be it for their family for now.

If his mom and sister both got pregnant, that would make nine or ten living in the house that felt crowded with just five in it the other day. He might seriously need to think about having his mom and Becky both sell their places and moving somewhere bigger and better. Somewhere with more rooms for his growing family. Not only that, but with the problems they were bound to have with the Chadwick’s eventually and others maybe a more secure place too. He needed to find a place that gave them room to live and work, the sooner the better. But all of that would hinge on if he could continue to make money with his new company.

Gio and Abi arrived at home to see a moving company truck in the driveway. Becky Long was standing in the garage directing the movers who were loading the furniture from the basement into the truck. Gio looked at his fiancee’s mother and his as yet uncollared family member. “What’s going on here?”

Becky stepped close “I hope I haven’t upset you, Gio. I made some changes today based on things I saw last night and our conversation this morning.”

“What changes?”

He could see the worry on Becky’s face, and he knew part of it was because she could see the displeasure on his. Not that it upset him she was making changes, but that she had done them without his input. It said little that his newest sex slave was making decisions about their home on her own. He realized that a large part of it was that she wasn’t used to conceding control to anyone in her home life. However, she had made it plain that she wanted to be part of his group of women and in that dynamic He was the one in charge. While she may have been used to deciding at home, she needed to realize that those days were over.

Gio followed her into the house and down into the basement, where all the furniture had been replaced with all the bedroom furniture from both houses. Along the walls were the dressers and chest of drawers from each bedroom, and what he assumed were the ones from Abi and Becky’s rooms in their house as well. There were also six new wardrobe closets lined up along one wall. Six King-size beds had been bolted together, three across and two deep, creating the largest single bed Gio had ever seen. It took off a good amount of the space in the center of the room. At the foot of the bed, mounted to the wall, was the smaller tv that had been in the living room upstairs. Below it on the wall a shelf with a satellite box on it. “Welcome to our new family sized master bedroom. I figured if last night was any sign all your women will want to continue to sleep with you and this will allow us room to play together and sleep together.”

“Where is the furniture that was down here going?”

“I’m having it moved next door to the combination living room dining area as the waiting room for our office suites. I’ve ordered office furniture for the bedroom’s next door giving us an office for each of the company officers. I cleared out the office on the main floor in this house and thought you could set it up as either a nursery or a playroom for more intimate encounters where you don’t want our entire group involved.”

Gio nodded. “It’s a good temporary solution, but it wasn’t your place to make that decision Becky.”

She bit her lip. “I’m sorry. I thought you’d be happy.”This content © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

Gio pulled her into his arms and kissed her. “I’m not saying I’m unhappy I saying that it wasn’t your decision to make. You have asked to wear my collar, to be owned by me. That means it is my decision to make. I’m the Master, your daughter is the Mistress of this house it was our decision to make. You should have waited and told us your idea not just decided and made it happy. If it has to do with the legal aspect of the company, then you will give me your recommendation and I’ll probably take it, but it’s my decision to make. Same at home every one of you women can give your opinion and we will often ask you to tell us what you think. But it will be mine and Abi’s decision to make and ultimately mine. Do you understand me?”

Gio could see the tears in Becky’s eyes. “Of course Master. I’m sorry I upset you.”

Gio lifted her head so that she was looking into his eyes. “You did upset me, Becky. Not because you made a decision, but that you didn’t talk to me about that decision. I will let it slide because I can see that it upset you to realize you displeased me. However, next time I will punish you and not in the ways you like.”

Gio thought about how much fun he could have with Becky right now with strangers in the house. He and Abi had talked, and they realized her mom needed not just pain mixed with her pleasure but that she also craved being humiliated. She was a true BDSM slut who needed to be belittled and abused within the constraints of her limits. Today he was going to push her to find her hard limits. “Before we get into anything else, I need to know what your safe word is, Becky. There will be no warning word in this home, just your absolute stop now word what is it?”

Becky shivered as she thought about her daughter’s childhood friend pushing her to her limits. Would he understand she needed more than just pain? Did he truly understand what she craved. That part of the reason she was so susceptible to Clarence Chadwick’s manipulation is that she needed to be humiliated? “Submarine, Master, my safe word is submarine.”

Gio nodded “Then unless you say Submarine, I won’t stop until I’m ready if you say Submarine, everything will stop for twenty-four hours. Are we in agreement?”

“Yes Gio.”

“Good girl.”

“Be ready to accept your collar tonight. We may or may not have guests when that happens. People not of our family will watch your daughter and her fiancée hurting you, collaring you. They will watch us treating you like the worthless sex slave that you really are.”

She moaned as he continued to talk. He understood. “Yes! Oh Yes Master thank you.”

“As a matter of fact.” Gio whispered in her ear. “Why should I wait? Strip and assume the position right now.”

Becky’s eyes got round with surprise. “What?”

“You heard me slut get undressed and assume the waiting to be collard position right now.”

Becky didn’t hesitate she started removing her clothes. Was he going to collar her now with none of the family here but all the movers upstairs waiting for her?

As she dropped the last of her clothes and kneeled at his feet, he looked down at her. “Look at you so eager to be my slut that you would strip knowing there are strangers in the house. Any minute now, one of those movers could come down here looking for you. Wondering where to put that furniture next door. What will he see? Not the powerful career woman who has been telling them what to do all day but a nasty, horny, cougar kneeling before her daughter’s fiancée bare ass naked. Now beg me, slut, beg me to put my collar on you. I want to hear you begging me to collar you, to spank you, to fuck you and make you mine.”