Page 33 of The Assignment: Room 3

“Yes, Master Navarro.”

“What are your hard limits?”

“I don’t have any.”

“Fuck me.”

“I’m hoping to.”

He grasps my chin, forcing me to look at him. “You say your safeword if you need to. For the sake of clarity, as friends with benefits, I will be your Dominant when we go in this room. Domme Genevieve might be the one punishing you, but I’m the one fucking you tonight.”

My heart starts hammering in my chest, anticipation coursing through my veins.

“Yes, Master.”

“Good girl. When we go inside, you will present yourself in the position I ask of all submissives. I want you on all fours, your head down and your legs spread. Do you understand?”

“I would appreciate your guidance, Master. I want to do it exactly as you’d like.” It’s been so long since I’ve had to take a position for a Dom.

“Very well.” He raps his knuckles on the hard wooden door and waits for Domme Genevieve to open the door. She’s every inch the Dominatrix in a formfitting black dress with a plunging neckline. She’s beautiful by any standards and fierce within the walls of this club.

“Come in. You may take your position next to my submissive.” I look to the center of the room. Her submissive is naked, on his knees, his cock hard and ready for her. His hands are tied behind his back, and he has a ball gag fixed in place. He looks hot as hell, but I’m quickly brought back to my requirements.

“Are you done salivating over his dick, pet? Get in the fucking position.”

“Sorry, Master Navarro.” I pad over to where the submissive sits and do as I was told—getting on all fours before spreading my legs and dipping my head down to the floor. I’m exposed, on display, and at their mercy.

I hear Flex as he circles me, his shoe tapping my legs farther apart. “Aren’t you a good little slut. Ready to be punished?”

Genevieve speaks before I can answer him. “She’s not a good little slut. She’s a filthy little whore. Insolent and in need of punishing. How dare you accept another Dom between your legs when you are part of a scene with me.”

“I’m sorry, Domme Genevieve.”

I sense Flex as he drops down beside me, the scent of his cologne tantalizing my senses. “Wrong move, pet. She didn’t give you permission to speak. Neither did I.”

I fight the urge to respond as my pulse quickens. My legs tremble as he slides his hand between my legs, his thumb caressing my asshole before dipping his fingers in my pussy.

“Domme Genevieve, she’s fucking soaked. Have you decided on her punishment because she is clearly aroused at the thought of it?”

“Maybe you should have her gag on your cock while I give her lashes with the cat o’ nine tails.”

Please. Please. Please.

Flex thrusts two fingers inside me. “Oh, that’s not a punishment. This little whore is desperate for my cock. Isn’t that right, pet? Tell her how much you want to swallow my cum.” When I don’t answer, he slaps my pussy, and the sting is delicious. “Answer.”

“Yes, Master. I want your cock in my mouth.”

“And what will you do when I come?”

“Swallow every drop.”

Genevieve stalks toward me, her heels clicking on the floor. I still have my face down and my ass in the air. “You’re right, Master Navarro. That won’t be a punishment for her. Let’s gag her to match my sub. Arms behind her back… and this.” She lets a ball gag drop to the floor beside me. I’m so wet right now I could come with one word from either of them.

Flex fists his hand in my hair and gives a sharp tug, pulling me onto my knees. “You will be unable to speak, Celest. What is your safe signal? Bear in mind that your hands will still be bound behind your back.”

“Lift my arms to the center of my back.”

“Show me.”

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